The Evil Lord of All Realms

Time passed silently, and no one knew how long it had passed before the movement in the third floor of the Star Emperor Tower stopped.

On the blood jade bed, the Yaochi Saint was leaning on Mo Yang's arms, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but ask about Mo Yang's affairs in the past few years.

Mo Yang didn't hide anything, but he didn't tell everything. After all, he had experienced too many things in the past three years in the wilderness, and he had experienced countless life and death situations.

Mo Yang frowned as he spoke, and the Saint of Yaochi seemed to have stopped moving. He turned his head and looked to the side, and found that the Saint of Yaochi had fallen into a deep sleep, with two circles of blush on her cheeks, and her breath was like blue.

"Stronger than anyone else, but shyer than anyone else... Tsk tsk..."

Mo Yang originally wanted to ask something, because just now he accidentally sensed a wave of fluctuations in the body of the Yaochi Saint, but he couldn't find out clearly after careful inspection, which surprised and puzzled him.

Now we can only wait a little longer. Looking at the deep tiredness on the brows of the Yaochi Saint, it will take a few days before she can get out of bed...

Mo Yang stood up and put on a robe, then came to sit cross-legged under the Heavenly Dao Sacred Tree.

When he left the wilderness, his cultivation had reached the peak of the first level of the Heavenly Saint Realm, and he was only one step away from breaking through. At this time, the true energy in his body was about to move, and the cultivation barrier seemed to break open on its own.

At this time, Mo Yang did not dare to be careless, he was calm and concentrated, silently running the Xuan Gong mental method to guide the movement of the true energy in the body.

Half an hour later, Mo Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and his figure flashed to the first floor of the Star King Tower. At the same time, his whole body trembled suddenly, a roar came from his body, and a majestic breath came from his body. Out loud.

There was a hint of joy in Mo Yang's eyes. This was much faster than he expected. According to previous speculations, if he practiced naturally, his cultivation would break through sooner or later, but it would not be so fast.

"This girl's cultivation is still much better than mine. It seems she will have to come here a few more times..." Mo Yang couldn't help but mutter.

After his body gradually recovered, he returned to the third floor of the Star Emperor Tower and continued to practice sitting cross-legged under the Divine Tree of Heaven.

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The Yaochi Holy Land has always been peaceful. After Mo Yang entered the Yaochi Holy Land, no strong man from the Yaochi Holy Land appeared. Although almost a day passed, no one went to explore the small courtyard anymore.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. In the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang opened his mouth and exhaled a breath, and then slowly opened his eyes. His cultivation had stabilized. When he stood up, he saw the Saint of Yaochi standing aside, looking at her for a moment. Stare at him.

"What's your cultivation level?"

The Saint of Yaochi frowned and spoke, with a trace of doubt on her face. She sensed it several times, but she didn't find out clearly. Especially in the Star Emperor Tower, there was a mysterious aura flowing, as if it was covering Mo Yang's body. Same as barrier.

"Second level of Heavenly Saint Realm!" Mo Yang responded.

After saying that, he stood up and sighed: "After several years, my cultivation has not improved much..."

There was a trace of sadness in his words, which was what he really meant.

For the younger generation of cultivators, his cultivation level is no longer weak. Even compared to the Yaochi Saint, there is only a difference of three small realms, but his enemy is too strong.

Regardless of anything else, it seems that the star field powerhouses who will find him at some point are all supreme powerhouses.

In the wilderness, with the Imperial Tower and Emperor-level armor protecting him, he almost died at the hands of an emperor's residual thoughts, and he was even more worried about meeting a living Emperor-level powerhouse.

Moreover, the ancient race in front of us will definitely break out in a war in the future. None of the young people of the ancient race is weak. If the strong men of the older generation come out of the fog in the future, it will probably be a catastrophe for Xuantian Continent.

"He who climbs high must humble himself, and whoever travels far must humble himself. The road can only be walked step by step. From ancient times to the present, there is no born strong man, and the great emperor also has times when he is weak!" The Saint of Yaochi spoke softly.

Mo Yang sighed softly, then looked at the Yaochi Saint and walked over step by step.

This startled the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and she hurriedly retreated. Her legs seemed to be a little unsteady, and she almost fell down.

Mo Yang stepped forward and wrapped his arms around his waist with a wicked smile on his face.

"Mo Yang, you..." The Saint of Yaochi was really scared.

Until now, she still felt a little unsteady on her feet. With her cultivation, she actually felt more tired than a bloody battle. The key was that Mo Yang didn't seem to get tired and had endless energy.

However, Mo Yang did not move anything, but looked at her seriously, then frowned and said: "I vaguely felt a wave of fluctuations in your body before!"

Hearing Mo Yang's words, the Yaochi Saint's face became more and more panicked, and her eyes were somewhat evasive.

"You, what did you sense?" She pondered for a moment, the Yaochi Saint bit her red lips, then looked up at Mo Yang and asked.

Mo Yang looked at the Yaochi Saint in silence. Seeing the Yaochi Saint's reaction, he had already confirmed his guess, but he was full of doubts. It had been three years, and he had not said anything about it, and he could not tell it from the outside at all.

Could it be that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was afraid that the powerful men of Yaochi Holy Land would know about it and used some secret technique to suppress her?

Otherwise, how could it be possible? After all, he is a human being and not a monster. Judging from the time, it is impossible to postpone it to now.

"Are you worried that the powerful people in the Holy Land would know about it, so you used some secret technique to suppress its growth?" Mo Yang frowned and asked.

The Saint of Yaochi glanced at Mo Yang silently, frowned slightly, and shook her head.

She silently took a few steps forward, thought for a moment, and said to Mo Yang: "Do you still remember the gift that the strong man left for us?"

Mo Yang frowned immediately. He naturally knew what the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was talking about. It was the wordless scroll. Originally, both of them had half of it, but when they were drunk with gods and demons in the ancient secret realm, after the ups and downs, the inside of his body That half was inexplicably transferred into the body of the Yaochi Saint.

"Is it related to the wordless scroll?" Mo Yang asked with a frown.

The Saint of Yaochi sighed softly, bit her red lips, looked at Mo Yang, and said: "Actually, I had already noticed it not long after I left the ancient secret realm, but later I found that the power of the wordless scroll was slowly absorbed. !”

"Now that I think about it, that wordless scroll may not have been left for us, but more like..."

"It's not that I used secret methods to suppress it. Senior sister guesses that when the power of the wordless scroll is completely absorbed, it may become an innate sword embryo!"

Hearing the words of the Yaochi Saint, Mo Yang was also frightened. That was something left by a great emperor. Can that little life bear it?

And when I think about it carefully, I find it a bit unbelievable. What exactly does the evil young man want to do? This involves plotting against him and his next generation. What method is this?