Ancient Gods

The two had just rushed to the entrance of the secret realm, but who would have thought that they were a step slower after all. The entrance suddenly collapsed, the void shattered, and the two were instantly swept in.

Mo Yang and Yao Chi Saintess never dreamed that the thing they were most worried about would come so unexpectedly.

And neither Mo Yang nor Yao Chi Saintess had ever encountered such a thing.

At this time, the turbulent flow of the void swallowed them in an instant. Mo Yang used all his strength to operate the Xing character scroll to rush out, but the chaotic void power was too terrifying. He rushed to the gap in the void several times but failed to rush out successfully.

Yao Chi Saintess tightly grasped Mo Yang's arm, and she was also trying hard to attack.

She seemed to want to send Mo Yang out, even if the entrance was destroyed, but if Mo Yang was sent to the ancient secret realm, with Mo Yang's talent, maybe one day he could break the barrier of this ancient secret realm and return to Xuantian Continent.

But if he was swallowed by the turbulent flow of the void, death might come the next moment.

"You go first!" Yao Chi Saint said to Mo Yang, and then she suddenly urged her whole body power and threw Mo Yang towards the gap in the void.

But she did not succeed, Mo Yang actually broke free.

At this time, Mo Yang's eyes were fixed in one direction, and a ray of blazing light burst out of his eyes.

Although the entrance to the ancient secret realm was broken, it had not yet healed, and there was still a crack that was not completely closed.

"Open it for me!"

Mo Yang suddenly made a move, using all his strength. Two imperial texts appeared in the blink of an eye, and then went up against the sky. With a loud bang, the crack was instantly broken.

Then he roared in anger, and all the skills that could be operated were activated, and a huge palm of light was formed, which grabbed the Yao Chi Saint and sent it to the crack.

Yao Chi Saint was stunned. She wanted to break free from the palm, but now Mo Yang's cultivation reached the Great Saint Realm, and she couldn't break free for a while. In the blink of an eye, she was sent into the crack.

"Mo Yang..." She spoke weakly.

"I, Mo Yang, am a man after all. How can I let you protect me all the time? I'll leave the chance of survival to you, and I'll face death!"

Mo Yang stood there. Under the tearing of the turbulent flow of the void, Mo Yang's body seemed to be twisted and deformed, but he was smiling at this time.

Then, the crack closed together, and everything in sight disappeared instantly.

She had returned to the space in the Yaochi Holy Land, but Mo Yang couldn't come out...

The lake in front of her shook violently, and it returned to calm after a few breaths. Only the waves on the lake surface told her that everything just now was true.

"Mo Yang, you bastard!"

She shouted at the lake, and the palm power shook the lake water into splashes all over the sky, but the entrance seemed to have completely disappeared.

Something happened in the ancient secret realm. This entrance that has existed for countless years may never appear again from now on and cannot be connected.

Moreover, even if she could penetrate the ancient secret realm now, it would be useless, because Mo Yang was not in that secret realm, but was caught in the turbulent flow of the void. In that place, it was almost impossible to survive.

And even if Mo Yang really had a good fortune and was lucky enough to survive, he would probably face endless darkness and be lost forever.

She was clearly ready to die. After all, for her, she had lived for a long time, and if she could save Mo Yang's life, she didn't seem to have too many regrets in her heart.

But she didn't expect that at the last moment, she was tricked by Mo Yang.

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In the turbulent flow of the void, Mo Yang didn't struggle anymore. The power flowing around was too terrifying. He barely held open the spiritual palace vision, and then condensed the body protection true qi to cover himself.

But it didn't last long, the spiritual palace vision collapsed, and the body protection true qi he condensed by urging his whole body power was torn apart in an instant like paper in front of the violent turbulent flow of the void.

"Is he really going to die..."

Mo Yang sighed lightly, feeling a little regretful. Although he knew who his parents were and had seen his mother, he had never seen his father...

All kinds of past events emerged in his mind, and faces flashed through his mind, and then his body was instantly crushed by a force.

...

Mo Yang felt that he had a dream. The Star Emperor, whom he had always wanted to see, seemed to be standing in front of him. Faintly, Mo Yang felt that he could even feel the breath of the Star Emperor, as if he could feel the intimacy of blood connection...

He tried to reach out and grab it, but found that it was just an illusion. The figure of the Star Emperor disappeared like a dream bubble.

"Even if it was just a dream, there is no regret..."

Then, he seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and his consciousness was completely blurred...

I don't know how long it took, a chill swept through his body, and Mo Yang suddenly woke up, and what he saw was an endless ice field.

"What is this place?"

Mo Yang frowned, the previous scene kept appearing in his mind. He was swept away by the turbulent flow of the void. He thought his life was in danger, but he didn't expect to end up in such a place.

The cold wind swept over, rolling up the snowflakes piled on the ice field, like a white wave rolling towards the distance.

"I am really lucky..." Mo Yang sighed, and then climbed up from the ice field.

But the next moment, he was stunned, because he couldn't feel even a trace of true energy in his body, and the whole Dantian seemed to be completely dry.

"This, my cultivation..." Mo Yang changed color, and hurried to feel it, but no matter how he felt, his body was empty.

The once thick Qi that was deposited in Dantian like a vast ocean seemed to evaporate out of thin air.

The feeling at this moment was exactly the same as that in Lingxu Sect more than ten years ago.

If it weren't for the fact that the robe on his body was the same as in his memory, he would have suspected that the experience of more than ten years was a dream, and he had never changed, and was still a waste on the Lingxu Sect's Mufeng.

"Damn God, you are really kidding!" Mo Yang roared to the sky and kept roaring.

As a cultivator, this result is more painful than death.

If his cultivation was damaged and his realm fell, he could still accept it, but at this time there was no Qi left in his body, and years of hard work just turned into nothing.

Even though his state of mind had long been extraordinary, at this moment, he still felt a sense of despair in his heart.

He fell down on the ice field. He had checked that there was no scar on his body. The only change was that his former Great Saint Realm cultivation had disappeared.

Compared to the ten years of darkness in Lingxu Sect, the difference now is that his body is still strong. Although his true energy has dissipated, his body is still that of a great saint.

He clenched his fists and smashed them madly on the ice field, and the ice field that had been frozen for who knows how many years collapsed into pieces.