Ancient Gods

The Chaos Dragon Pond is very large. Although it looks like a huge lake at first glance, it is not actually the case. Chaos mist is surging above the dragon pond, giving people an indescribable sense of mystery.

It’s just that the Chaos Dragon Pond is unusually calm at this time. When Mo Yang and the nameless strongman came here, Mo Yang still needed to use all his strength to activate the ancient god’s left eye to see some blurry pictures.

But now it’s not necessary.

He stood silently in front of the Chaos Dragon Pond, looking at the blood-red dragon pond, and whispered to himself: "The ancestral land of the Shenlong clan will be returned one day!"

As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, the calm surface of the dragon pond was immediately rippled. The blood-red dragon pond water was like blood just flowing out of the body, revealing a blood-red strange light, and chaotic mist surged.

"Hmph, ant, you dare to come to my Chaos Dragon Pond to act wild!" A cold voice suddenly came out.

A cold light flashed in Mo Yang's eyes. He stared at the surging blood-colored pool water and sneered, saying: "You are at the sixth level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. How dare you talk to me like this?"

"I just killed a fifth-level Quasi-Emperor in the Ancient Temple of Gods and Demons. How much stronger do you think you are than him?" Mo Yang continued in a cold voice.

When Mo Yang spoke, his temperament changed drastically. In an instant, he seemed to have become a different person. Although he still stood with his hands behind his back, a mark between his eyebrows was faintly visible, and the temperament exuded from his body was like that of an emperor.

Although only the creatures in the star field can truly feel the supreme pressure from the breath of the Star Lord's mark, it is the Star Lord's mark after all. As the mark emerged, Mo Yang's whole person was different immediately.

He was surrounded by divine light, and at first glance, he was no different from the Star Lord who descended on the Xuantian Continent seven years ago.

There was a sense of threat in Mo Yang's words, and he was not polite at all. His eyes were directly fixed on the undulating Dragon Pool.

"Do you want to die here?"

Faced with Mo Yang's threatening words, the sixth-level quasi-emperor did not retreat at all, and immediately shouted coldly.

Mo Yang's mouth was full of sneers, his eyes swept across the turbulent surface of Longchi Lake, and said: "Since I have set foot in this mist, I naturally have to do something!"

"Since I have come here, I am naturally not afraid of everything here. You keep calling me an ant, but you don't know that you are also an ant in my eyes!" Mo Yang responded with a sneer.

After Mo Yang finished speaking, a tall figure silently emerged on the chaotic and misty surface of Longchi Lake, and a pair of cold eyes directly shot out two killing lights towards Mo Yang.

Mo Yang stood in place, sneered, and a strong space force instantly flowed out, a void crack was torn open, and the two killing lights were instantly swallowed in.

Then, a flash of light appeared in Mo Yang's hand, and the rusty ancient sword appeared in his hand. However, the rust on the ancient sword had already fallen off, and the sword body became extremely bright.

At the same time, a spiritual palace in Mo Yang's body suddenly opened, and the star source power deposited in the spiritual palace suddenly surged out with his thought, turning into a dazzling sword energy that rushed out from the ancient sword.

Mo Yang took action directly, raised his hand and slashed at the sixth-level quasi-emperor realm strongman.

"Boom boom..."

The dazzling sword light rose from the ancient sword, and instantly split the chaotic mist lingering over the dragon pool. The sword light was extremely dazzling, as if it was several miles away, and it directly crushed it.

The blood-colored water on the surface of the dragon pool was instantly stirred by the violent waves, and the sword energy swept from the sky, and the blood-colored water below was directly separated, but the dragon pool was bottomless, even more than ten feet below, it was still blood red.

"Ant, you are so brave!" The sixth-rank quasi-emperor shouted, and suddenly attacked, raising his hand and slapping it, rolling up the chaotic mist surging in all directions, and crushing it with the powerful palm power.

But he didn't know the secret of Mo Yang's sword at all. Although this was the sword light that Mo Yang chopped out, it was not Mo Yang's own power.

Since it was not his own power, it was naturally much stronger than the strongest power he could burst out. Otherwise, Mo Yang would not have to go to such great lengths to seal the power of the star source in the spirit palace.

The sword light fell and directly split the powerful palm power in an instant. Although the sword light was a little dim at this time, it was still going towards the sixth-rank quasi-emperor.

Facing such a scene, the quasi-emperor was obviously shocked, because this was completely beyond his expectations and cognition. How could a first-rank quasi-emperor have such terrible power?

But at this moment, he had no time to think about it. He retreated violently, and then he moved his hands. Two blood-colored pools of water turned into two huge water columns that shot up into the sky, like two sharp swords, hitting the sword light, and actually burst out two sharp loud noises.

Then the sixth-level quasi-emperor moved his hands and raised his hands to cast a huge seal.

Finally, the sword energy completely dimmed and completely dissipated under the impact of the surging chaotic mist.

Mo Yang sighed in his heart. It was almost the same as he had expected before. It could threaten the sixth-level quasi-emperor, but it might not hurt the other party. Although the power of the sword light was extremely terrifying, the number was too limited.

Although he could still use it a few times, it was only a few times, and after using it, it was considered exhausted.

"It's still not strong enough..." He sighed softly.

Little did he know that after the sixth-level quasi-emperor stabilized his body, a huge wave of emotions surged in his heart. The sword light did dissipate and was blocked by him, but there was a blood mark on his palm, which was cut by an invisible sword intent.

If he had not fought with Mo Yang in person, he would never believe that a human of the first-level quasi-emperor realm could actually hurt him, and this was when he used several means to block it.

For a moment, he was not calm in his heart, and his cold eyes stared at Mo Yang, as if he wanted to see through Mo Yang completely.

But Mo Yang raised his hand and struck again, and a dazzling sword light like the previous one suddenly rushed out from the ancient sword, like a mad dragon with divine light flowing, and slashed towards the sixth-level quasi-emperor realm strongman again.

Of course, Mo Yang's heart was not calm at this time, because several cold breaths fell on him, which were a series of eyes, not from other ancient lands, but from the Chaos Dragon Pool.

Under the blood-red pool, it seemed as if he could see a pair of huge eyes staring at him coldly.

However, Mo Yang was always prepared. If an emperor-level strongman took action, he would directly use the Star Emperor Tower to deal with it. Now it was different from before. He could use the Star Emperor Tower at will and didn't need to worry about anything.