Ancient Gods

Nie Yun looked at Mo Yang in front of him, and was shocked and more emotional. Mo Yang had disappeared for more than seven years. Now he returned and appeared in the Quasi-Emperor realm, which was extremely powerful.

"Quasi-Emperor realm, it is really fascinating... Master is right, you are you after all!" Nie Yun looked at Mo Yang and sighed.

He continued: "Master said a few years ago that you are different from other Tianjiao. There used to be many heroes competing on the continent, but now you are the leader. Such a young Quasi-Emperor, it is just around the corner to become an emperor!"

Mo Yang smiled and said: "You are the same. Whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary person in this world, everyone is unique. You have opened up a new path in the way of swordsmanship and walked out of your own path. Your future achievements are also limitless!"

For many cultivators on the mainland, in their cognition, the Emperor realm is the ultimate realm of cultivation, but Mo Yang knows more. He knows that the Emperor realm is far from the end.

Because he had personally witnessed a remnant of the Star Emperor's soul smashing an emperor-level powerhouse with a single move, and he had also witnessed the peerless madman of the Demon Emperor predecessor. The supreme emperor-level powerhouse in the eyes of countless cultivators was as weak as an ant in front of those powerful beings.

Hearing this, Nie Yun laughed heartily and said, "Then I'll take advantage of Brother Mo's good words. In the future, we will fight the enemy side by side!"

However, when it comes to enemies, Nie Yun's eyes flashed with worry, and he hurriedly said to Mo Yang, "Brother Mo, you have killed so many powerful people from the ancient races, you should hide away quickly. Although I don't know much about the ancient ancient land in the fog, I have heard some of it. I'm afraid they will retaliate."

"Originally, we haven't seen each other for so many years, so we should get drunk together, but given the current situation, Brother Mo should hide away quickly!"

Mo Yang couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He said, "Several battles are related to your Jianshan, either in the sky above Jianshan or outside Jianshan. Shouldn't you worry about you first?"

Nie Yun was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know where the master has gone now. My brother and I have to wait for him here anyway."

Mo Yang frowned and couldn't help asking about the Sword Saint in detail. According to Nie Yun, after the Sword Saint's swordsmanship broke through, he did not wake up completely. He seemed to be immersed in some mysterious state of mind, and then left Jianshan. He and his brother chased him for a distance and lost him.

"Brother Mo, I won't keep you today. When the master returns one day, we will go to you and get drunk. If the master knows it's you, he will definitely want to see you!" Nie Yun said.

He was worried that the strong men of the ancient race would come to seek revenge on Mo Yang, so he didn't dare to leave Mo Yang in Jianshan.

Mo Yang is really strong now, making them feel that they can't compare with him, but the ancient mist is an ancient land after all, where the real emperor-level strong men are dormant.

Moreover, in the Quasi-Emperor Realm, there are also beings who are much stronger than Mo Yang. God knows how many strong people are hidden in such a large ancient land.

Mo Yang smiled and shook his head, saying: "Well, then I will go to hide!"

Mo Yang glanced at Nie Yun's senior brother and then said: "He should be able to break through completely in a few hours. Although you are on different paths, everything in the world is connected. Perhaps your senior brother's understanding can also help you!"

Mo Yang was reminding Nie Yun. A strange color flashed in Nie Yun's eyes. He clasped his fists towards Mo Yang and said: "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Mo!"

Mo Yang waved his hand, turned around, and said: "Wait for him to get drunk again!"

After saying that, he did not stop, took a step, and his figure instantly left Jianshan and disappeared directly from Nie Yun's sight.

Mo Yang did not want to embarrass Nie Yun, because Nie Yun was indeed worried about his safety.

But hiding was impossible. Over the years, his biggest measure was stubbornness.

Moreover, he had already thought it through before. He had to go into this ancient fog no matter what.

"It's better to do it today than today!" After leaving Jianshan, Mo Yang stood in the sky, looking at the ancient fog from afar, and spoke to himself.

Then Mo Yang's figure flashed and went directly to the ancient fog.

After a few breaths, his body appeared in front of the fog. The fog was pervasive. Even if he looked at it carefully now, he still felt that the fog was full of an indescribable sense of mystery.

After standing silently for a moment, he took a step forward and his figure directly entered the fog.

This ancient fog was not the first time he had set foot in it. The first time was when an unknown strong man took him here. They had descended on the ancient lands of the ancient races, such as the most mysterious ancient forbidden city, the ancient temple of gods and demons, and the Chaos Dragon Pool, etc.

He had come here before, but his cultivation was still weak before, so he did not dare to go deep.

But this time it was different. He was not hindered by anything. His body instantly passed through the diffuse mist and stepped onto the ancient land before the ancient times.

The ancient and distant breath came to his face. Because of the ancient mist, it seemed that even the laws of heaven and earth were different from those outside.

Mo Yang did not directly land in front of the ancient land where the ancient races were entrenched, but walked forward in the air with his hands behind his back.

He was like a spectator, carefully looking at this ancient land.

Not long after, he walked through the ancient land of Taixu Mountain, which was flattened by him. Now the ruins are no different from before, and the ancient races that survived here have long gone.

"I used to be too weak to see anything, but now I find that this is indeed not an ordinary place!"

Mo Yang came directly to the sky above the ruins, looked down and looked carefully.

After staying here for a long time, Mo Yang turned around and left, continuing to move forward.

Mo Yang could clearly feel that there were cold eyes staring at him, observing his every move. Since the moment he stepped into the ancient mist, there were eyes on him.

Some were quasi-emperor masters, and some were those dormant ancient supremes.

It was just that this ancient land was dead silent, and no strong man attacked him.

Of course, from the moment he walked in here, Mo Yang was always ready for a big battle. The star source power and true energy in his body were silently running. If there was any change, he could stimulate the power in an instant.

After Mo Yang left Taixu Mountain, the cold eyes staring at him in secret became more and more, coming from all directions. Mo Yang could even feel some obscure aura approaching, but they always kept a long distance from him, and they were also hidden in the dark, and never appeared.

Mo Yang walked forward with his hands behind his back. Not long after, he arrived in front of the Chaos Dragon Pond.

Then he stopped and stared at the mysterious Chaos Dragon Pond.

This was the ancestral land of the ancient dragons, but for some unknown reason it fell into the hands of the ancient race supreme.