The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang cautiously walked towards the tombstone. At this time, his mind was tense, and he spread his mind to pay attention to any movement around him.

Although Mo Yang could not tell what kind of dojo this was, judging from the splendor of the tombstone, the person buried in this mausoleum was by no means an ordinary strong man.

This kind of place is definitely not a good place. With his current cultivation level, if something unexpected happens, even if he has an imperial tower in his body, it may not be able to save his life.

It was eerily quiet here, as if even the wisps of breeze had stopped here, without any sound.

There was an invisible aura of sadness circulating, and even Mo Yang felt inexplicably depressed. An uncontrollable sadness arose in his heart, as if he was infected by the circulating aura of sadness.

In this small undisturbed world, the ancient and rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth circulates in every corner. This kind of place is the best place for all kinds of spiritual beasts and vicious beasts to live. However, the vegetation here is lush, but there is no The trace of a beast.

Every so often, Mo Yang came to the tombstone.

The handwriting carved on the tall tombstone became clearer and clearer. It was the same as what he had seen before. There were only two ancient characters on the tombstone - Thirteen!

Mo Yang kept searching his memory, recalling the ancient books he had read, but in the descriptions of those strong men, the name Thirteen never appeared.

The huge tombstone has been eroded by endless years, and traces of time have been left in many places, but it still cannot conceal the solemnity and splendor that is invisible.

"This secret realm seems extremely vast. Thousands of cultivators have come in, but now there is no one. I'm afraid everyone has been sent to a different place. The Star Emperor Pagoda in my body is far from this. I'm afraid there are many people buried in this tomb. A powerful man comparable to the ancient emperor!"

Mo Yang secretly guessed in his heart.

He came to the tombstone and looked up. He felt as small as an ant and had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the time-stained stone tablet, but as soon as his palm landed on the stone tablet, the stone tablet seemed to burst out with a huge suction force, swallowing Mo Yang up in an instant.

Mo Yang couldn't react at all. When he came to his senses, he was no longer where he was just now, and seemed to have arrived in the mausoleum.

Because what appeared in front of him was a gray stone path. It was very wide, with no edges visible on both sides, and no end in front. It seemed to be filled with mist.

Mo Yang silently felt the Star Emperor Tower in his dantian, but from the beginning to the end, there was no movement in the stone tower. It seemed that there was no danger here, but it was too dead. Mo Yang could hear his heartbeat clearly, and even Hear the sound of blood flowing in your body.

"It's so weird..."

Mo Yang tightened the sword in his hand and walked forward step by step. When his footsteps fell, there were bursts of clicking sounds, and there were still echoes in the seemingly endless stone path.

Mo Yang walked forward all the way, but the stone road seemed to have no end. Mo Yang felt that he had been walking for nearly an hour, but there was still no end in front of him. The surroundings were gray and there was nothing else along the way, only the clear footsteps. The sound accompanies him.

"Did I fall into some kind of maze?" Mo Yang frowned. Logically speaking, this couldn't be the case unless he was hallucinating.

He had seen the mountain peak connected to the tombstone before. Although the terrain was amazing, the mountain peak was not huge. Let alone an hour, even half an hour would have reached the end.

Mo Yang moved forward again. In any case, there didn't seem to be any danger in the place where he was, just a little weird.

However, in Mo Yang's feeling, it had been at least three hours, but the road ahead still had no end in sight, and the stone road was still gray.

Mo Yang's hair stood on end all over his body. He didn't dare to go any further. There must be a formation here. If this continued, he might not be able to get out even if he died of old age.

He closed his eyes silently, and the Star Emperor Sutra Heart Technique began to operate in his body. He reviewed the Star Emperor Sutra Heart Technique in his mind to keep himself awake.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the scene around him had changed. There was a stone tablet standing in front of him, and there were also inscriptions on it.

"Unfortunately, those who are destined will get it!"

"Don't force it if you don't have a chance, it's the end of the road!"

There are two rows of words engraved on the stone tablet, and the meaning is very clear.

Behind the stone tablet is a stone staircase, going all the way up. Just like the stone path he walked before, he can only see the steps, but still can't see the end. He doesn't know where it leads to, and he doesn't know where the end of the steps is. What.

"A fate that defies heaven...is it really like the rumors that there is a power buried here?"

Mo Yang didn't stop, he had already arrived here. It was impossible for him to turn back, so he walked up the stone steps.

There was no obstruction at all along the way, and Mo Yang kept secretly running the Star Emperor Sutra's heart method, for fear that he would fall into some kind of maze, and he kept chanting the Star Emperor Sutra's heart method in his mouth.

After walking up the stone steps for what seemed like a stick of incense, Mo Yang stopped. A spacious hall appeared in front of him, and a sword hung in the middle of the hall.

It was a huge stone sword, hanging in the middle of the hall. Although it was made of stone, as soon as he arrived in front of the hall, Mo Yang felt a little hairy all over his body. There seemed to be invisible wisps of sword energy flowing in the hall, which made people's hair stand on end.

At this time, Mo Yang was a little afraid to step forward and step into the hall. Looking at the hall from the outside, the hall was very spacious, but except for the stone giant sword, there seemed to be nothing else.

"Is this the weapon left by the strong man? Is it caused by the passage of time?"

Mo Yang suppressed the fear in his heart and bravely stepped into the hall. However, at this moment, the sky and earth in the hall started to spin.

Mo Yang felt that the surrounding scenery had completely changed. He actually returned to the back mountain of Lingxu Sect and saw the lonely grave of the fourth elder.

He could even clearly see the sacrificial objects that he had put down to pay homage to his master, he could clearly see several mountain peaks in the distance, and he could feel the breeze blowing by.

"this……"

Mo Yang twisted his arm hard, but the scenery in front of him didn't change at all. This seemed not to be an illusion, but to be true.

Mo Yang could hardly believe that this place was so far away from Lingxu Sect that even if he kept drawing the teleportation array, it would be difficult to reach it in a short time. But what was going on and why did he appear directly on this back mountain?

At this time, Mo Yang's mind went blank. He walked forward and walked down the back mountain. He could clearly see the disciples of the Lingxu Sect sparring in the martial arts field. He could see the wooden peak where he once lived. Everything It's all what it used to be.