Peerless God Lord

Mo Ling looked around carefully, but there was no movement.

He frowned slightly. The voice just now was definitely not an illusion.

"I'm in your hands!"

The voice sounded again, directly resounding in Mo Ling's mind, making Mo Ling pale in shock.

"You...who are you?" Mo Lang looked wary and stared at the giant ax in his hand. He carefully examined the giant axe. Except that he found that the axe exuded the power of chaos, there was nothing unusual about it.

"I am someone who can help you, help you rise again, help you control Yuntian Sect, and help you dominate the Martial Clan!"

The voice sounded again, exploding in Mo Ling's mind like thunder from the sky.

"Who are you? What are your sneaky plots?"

Mo Ling threw the giant ax directly, looked at the giant ax on the ground coldly, and shouted loudly.

"Mo Ling, the great disciple of Yuntian Sect, is the number one genius. He has attained the perfection of Dzogchen at the age of less than a thousand years old. However, he was tricked by the woman he admired most, Yun Man. He suffered severe physical and mental injuries, and his cultivation failed to advance. The fate of being left out in the cold by Tianzong.”

Above the giant axe, the energy of chaos rises like mist, swirling around the giant axe.

This was naturally Su Mo.

Just now, he not only heard the conversation between Mo Ling and his father, but also explored part of Mo Ling's memory.

When Mo Ling held the giant ax in his hand, Su Mo used the Dao tree to check Mo Ling's memory without anyone noticing.

Therefore, he now has a clear understanding of his situation.

This is indeed the Heavenly Soul Source Realm.

There is no vast starry sky in the Heavenly Soul Source World, only a huge continent, vast and boundless.

Although this continent is not as big as the three thousand big worlds of the Yuanshi World combined, the area of ​​the continent is at least hundreds of times that of the Yuanshi Continent.

In the Heavenly Soul Origin World, the Soul Clan is the only dominant race and the most advanced race.

The Soul Clan has three major tribes, namely the Slaying Night Tribe, the Luyang Tribe, and the Chiming Tribe.

Each of the three major soul tribes has a soul master, and the three soul masters rule the entire Heavenly Soul Source World.

Under the Soul Clan, there are five major races, ranging from high to low, namely the Thunder Clan, the Demon Clan, the Blood Clan, the Essence Clan, and the Martial Clan.

And Mo Ling is a member of the Wu clan.

The so-called warriors are actually the human race, and warriors from all races belong to the martial race.

The Wu clan is the largest group, with a large number of sects and families, countless.

The Yuntian Sect where Mo Ling is located can be regarded as an above-average sect among the Martial Clan.

Mo Ling was once the number one genius of Yuntian Sect and the pride of Yuntian Sect. However, because of Yun Man, he was directly knocked into the dust.

Looking at Mo Ling in front of him, Su Mo seemed to see himself back then.

At first, he was not the pride of the Su family, but after the martial soul awakening ceremony, he fell directly into the abyss.

Therefore, when Su Mo saw Mo Ling's experience, he felt sad, but at the same time, he was also preparing to start with the Yuntian Sect.

"You want to laugh at me too?"

Mo Ling looked at the swirling chaotic energy in the giant axe, frowning, always on guard.

"No, I didn't mean to laugh at you!"

Su Mo's voice was ethereal as he continued: "I can help you restore your talent and strength, and make you stronger and more talented than before."

"You think I will believe you!"

Mo Ling sneered. He was not a young and careless person who could be easily deceived.

The person in front of me is extremely strange. He is hiding in a giant axe, hiding his head and tail. At first glance, he is not a good person.

"The wounds on your body have been recovered, but your soul has been greatly damaged. If you don't have enough resources, it will take at least a thousand years to restore your soul. And the power of the laws you have comprehended has disappeared because of the collapse of the Tao Heart!"

Su Mo's voice was faint as he continued: "I can help you recover. This is your only chance. Are you really willing to miss it?"

There was deep confusion in Su Mo's voice, as if Mo Ling would regret it for the rest of his life if he refused.

"You...are you really capable?"

Mo Ling's expression changed. Although he didn't believe Su Mo, what if? He didn't want to miss the opportunity.

"Of course, it's easy for me to restore you to your original state!" Su Mo said calmly.

"What do you need me to do?" Mo Ling asked in a deep voice. He knew that there was no such thing as a pie in the sky, and there would be losses when there were gains.

Since he can get the opportunity, he must pay something.

"I think you have a good character and I intend to accept you as my disciple. As long as you are willing, nothing will be a problem!" Su Mo said solemnly.

He originally wanted to control the other party directly, but considering his own plan, it was safer to operate from behind.

"How do I know if you are really capable?" Mo Ling frowned and said, he was very vigilant.

Buzz~~~

As soon as Mo Ling finished speaking, the giant ax slowly flew up and flew to Mo Ling's side.

Seeing this, Mo Ling frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and grabbed the giant ax in his hand.

He was not worried about Su Mo attacking him. After all, if he wanted to deal with him, he would have done it when he was in his hands.

The moment the giant ax was grasped by Mo Ling, a surge of supreme will rushed down Mo Ling's arm and into his mind.

This strength of will was something Mo Ling had never seen in his life.

In an instant, an indescribable mysterious feeling surrounded Mo Ling's soul.

The next moment, Mo Ling's spirit seemed to be bathing in the warm sunshine, floating in the air.

In almost a quarter of an hour, Mo Ling's severely injured soul recovered as before.

It is even more powerful than when it was at its peak.

"How can this be?"

Mo Ling was shocked. The trauma to his soul was so severe that even the master of the Yuntian Sect, who had reached the Great Creation Realm, could not quickly treat him.

But now, in just one breath, his soul has recovered.

This is simply incredible.

"Senior, you... how did you do it?" Mo Ling asked in shock. He was extremely shocked. Could it be that the person in this giant ax is a Taoist realm expert?

"It's a trivial matter, nothing worth mentioning!"

Su Mo's voice resounded in Mo Ling's mind and he continued: "If you are willing to become my disciple, your power of law and heart of the Dao will be restored soon."

"Yes, junior is willing!"

Mo Ling didn't think much and immediately nodded in agreement, although he didn't know what was in this giant axe.

But as long as it helps you recover, that's enough.

Even if I have to pay a high price in the future, I won't hesitate.

"Very good, then let's become my disciple!" Su Mo said again.

Immediately, Mo Ling inserted the giant ax upside down on the ground, took two steps back, and knelt down.

"Master, Your Majesty, my disciple Mo Ling, pays homage to Master!"

Mo Ling knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the giant axe.

"good!"

Su Mo praised him, but he still didn't show up.

"In the future, this disciple will remember Master's teachings and will live up to Master's expectations!" Mo Ling said in a deep voice, and then kowtowed again.

"Haha, very good, I look forward to your performance as a teacher!"

Su Mo chuckled lightly and continued, "Let's go back to Yuntian Sect first!"

"Yes, Master!" Mo Ling nodded respectfully, then immediately picked up the giant ax and returned to Yuntian Sect.