Ancient Gods

The silver-haired young man did not speak immediately after hearing this, but a trace of murderous intent immediately appeared in his eyes. He glanced up and down at Mo Yang, and paced a few steps with his hands behind his back, and said: "I have killed many human races, and you are the first one who dares to talk to me like this!"

Then the silver-haired young man looked at Mo Yang again, and then said: "But you are different from them, you are stronger than them!"

He could sense that Mo Yang had the cultivation of the Heavenly Saint Realm, but he could not determine Mo Yang's specific cultivation realm, and did not know which level of the Heavenly Saint Realm he was in.

Mo Yang silently looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him and said: "I am also stronger than you!"

Hearing Mo Yang's words, the silver-haired young man laughed, looked at Mo Yang coldly, and sneered: "You humans like to brag, but you don't know that among countless races, the human race is the weakest!"

"Oh, by the way, you are not a pure human race, you have the blood power of the ancient gods!"

The silver-haired young man then said this, and anyone could hear the strong sarcasm in his words.

Mo Yang did not speak, but silently looked at the silver-haired young man. However, the next moment, Mo Yang appeared in front of the silver-haired young man, as fast as lightning. The silver-haired young man did not react at all, and his neck was pinched by Mo Yang, and then the whole person was captured by Mo Yang with one hand.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the silver-haired young man, but he did not show any panic at all. Just as he was about to speak, Mo Yang suddenly exerted force at this time, clenched his palm, and twisted the neck of the silver-haired young man.

The head of the silver-haired young man was shaken high, and then Mo Yang raised his hand and a sword wave rushed out from his fingertips, instantly shattering the head.

Then Mo Yang kicked out suddenly, and the body of the silver-haired young man was also kicked into pieces.

The whole process was extremely fast, and it happened only between lightning and fire, and Mo Yang did not say a word, his movements were smooth, and he stopped in the blink of an eye.

"Although I really want to kill you, if other ancient races sense something unusual, it will be bad for my next move!" Mo Yang whispered coldly.

After he finished speaking, Mo Yang waved his hand, and a dark furnace emerged. Mo Yang raised the furnace and covered the flesh and blood that was condensing at a very fast speed. Then his figure flashed and entered the Star Emperor Tower.

On the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower, Mo Yang stood in front of the Creation Furnace with a cold expression. At this time, the silver-haired young man who was put into the Creation Furnace by him had reshaped his body.

"Boom..."

The silver-haired young man struggled violently as soon as he reshaped his body. The violent power surged out of the Creation Furnace, causing the Creation Furnace to tremble constantly.

Mo Yang frowned slightly. He wanted to use the alchemy technique to refine this man directly, but after a slight hesitation, Mo Yang raised his hand and drew a stroke, directly carving out an imperial text and pressing it into the Creation Furnace.

"You..." The silver-haired young man's face completely changed at this time. Although he was put into the furnace of creation, he could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the imperial text.

But as soon as he uttered a word, the imperial text suddenly pressed down, and then his body was directly shattered in the furnace of creation.

Mo Yang just watched coldly, watching the silver-haired young man's body reshape again. Mo Yang raised his hand and shook it, and another imperial text emerged and pressed into the furnace of creation. The silver-haired young man was extremely angry and struggled violently, trying to break the imperial text, but it was useless.

In his angry eyes and roars, his body was crushed again.

"You ancient races, relying on your natural strong physique and the previous cultivation environment, you think you are superior to the human race. Little do you know that you are the real ants. The great emperors of the human race once sealed your ancient races for countless years with a wave of their hands. What qualifications do you have to regard the human race as ants?" Mo Yang said coldly.

After he finished speaking, he shook his hands suddenly, and two imperial texts fell into the furnace of creation. The furnace of creation trembled violently, and angry roars came from it. After just a few breaths, the furnace of creation was completely calm.

The body of the silver-haired young man was completely crushed into a piece of meat paste, but at this time, the life force in the flesh and blood had been wiped out. Although Mo Yang did not activate the alchemy formula to refine it, the silver-haired young man had already fallen.

Mo Yang's palm moved, and the creation trembled slightly. The flesh and blood inside turned into a handful of flying ashes in just a few breaths.

Mo Yang silently glanced at the furnace of creation, sighed softly, and then his figure flashed and left the Star Emperor Tower.

After returning to the inn, Mo Yang took out a few silver bills and placed them in the room, and then his figure flashed and swept out of the window.

At this time, the entire Tianyan City was still very calm, and no one noticed anything unusual.

The reason why Mo Yang went to such great lengths to collect the two silver-haired youths into the Star Emperor Tower before killing them was because he was worried that other ancient races would discover them and become alert.

Now that the two silver-haired youths were killed silently, Mo Yang once again spread out his divine sense to sense them.

At this time, there were still five auras of ancient races in Tianyan City, three of whom were also in the Heavenly Saint Realm, one was the same as him, and the other two were in the first stage of the Heavenly Saint Realm.

In addition, the other two auras were very obscure. Mo Yang secretly sensed them several times, but could not detect the other party's cultivation. In his guess, the two people might have reached the Immortal Realm.

"Taixu Mountain, it's really scary!" Mo Yang sighed after retracting his divine sense.

Taixu Mountain is also one of the many ancient lands of the ancient races. In that mist, there are many places more mysterious than Taixu Mountain. The dormant ancient races in those places are obviously more terrifying.

Mo Yang stood on a loft in Tianyan City, thinking silently in his mind.

"I still need to improve my cultivation as soon as possible. Although my current cultivation is not weak among the human race, facing the ancient race, I still..." Mo Yang sighed.

Fortunately, the ancient races active on the mainland are only some young people, and those old antiques have not made any moves.

Mo Yang did not take action, because the other five ancient races in Tianyan City are very close. If he acted rashly, he might be exposed.

If it were just a few young people in the Heavenly Saint Realm, he would not think so much, but there were two auras that could not detect the realm of cultivation, so Mo Yang could only act carefully and not be careless.

Then he restrained his aura and walked around Tianyan City. Along the way, he secretly spread his divine sense and sensed, but did not find the other ancient races. An hour later, he secretly returned to Tianyan Divine Dynasty.

Mo Yang found the four-legged dragon, told the four-legged dragon about the situation in Tianyan City, and told the four-legged dragon to pay more attention to the two obscure auras.

Then Mo Yang entered the Star Emperor Tower. He went up the stairs all the way and came to the fifth floor of the Star Emperor Tower. After thinking for a while, he took out two jars of Immortal Drunk and then walked towards the Conferred God Array.