Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

Stepping into the ancestral mausoleum, an air of gloom and coldness struck, and even though Mo Que cultivated the inner method of the sun, he still felt cold all over his body.

Without saying a word, he went straight into the depths of the ancestral mausoleum until he came to the place of the emperor.

"Self-proclaimed emperor, so far for nearly a thousand years, you are the second person whose potential is not lower than mine among all descendants of my Mo family!"

In front of Mo Que was a copper coffin, and the voice of the Mo family's ancestor came from the coffin, which was extremely strange.

The lid of the coffin was closed tightly, only the sound was heard, but no one was there. It felt like a dead man in the coffin was speaking to Mo Que.

"I don't know what the emperor summoned, what orders?" Mo Que stood in front of the copper coffin, neither humble nor arrogant.

If the other descendants of the Mo family, before they came to the emperor, they would have kneeled down and worshipped, but he did not.

"You didn't kneel when you saw the coffin of the ancestors. It seems that you have grievances against the Mo family and me!"

The voice in the coffin said: "Well, I've been sleeping for many years, and I don't ask about the affairs of the clan. It's understandable that you were bullied by this and felt that I was acting unfairly."

Mo Que didn't explain it either. He was utterly heartbroken to the Mo family, including the emperor in front of him.

He asked indifferently: "I believe that the emperor and ancestor already knew about the battle before the ancestor's mausoleum. The recovery at this time is also to prevent me from abolishing Mo Shang?"

The voice in the copper coffin said: "It can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not."

Mo Que frowned, but did not ask further, waiting for Emperor Xuan's words.

"You have heard from Mo Shang before that if you want to truly awaken the ancestral blood, you need to capture the blood of another person who has fused with the ancestral blood."

The voice in the copper coffin sounded indifferent, saying: "After Mo Shang reached the king's realm, he wanted to fight with you to take your ancestral blood. Now that you win, the ancestral blood in his body should belong to you. So it doesn't make any difference whether you abolish him or not."

Mo Que's face sank as he heard this, and said, "The meaning of Emperor Ancestor is that he wants me to take Mo Shang's ancestral blood and integrate it into myself to awaken the ancestral blood in my body?"

He started fighting for the cauldron and returned to Yunzhou, all he wanted was to make an end to what happened in the past, to seek justice, and the sword to cut the injustice!

He never thought that he wanted to take Mo Shang's blood and step on Mo Shang to achieve himself.

This is the difference between him and Mo Shang.

"Do you know what kind of existence is my ancestor of the Mo family?" Xuandi in the coffin said again: "That was the few unparalleled figures who were truly invincible in the world in ancient times!"

"You and Mo Shang's ancient blood is only one-hundred-thousandth of the ancient ancestor's, which has already made you look down on the hundred states, and I only have more than you, so it is enough The state proclaims the emperor!"

"If you can integrate the blood of Mo Shang, and go further, your future achievements may not be able to surpass me!"

It sounds that the power of the ancient ancestor of the Mo family is far beyond imagination, which makes Mo Que slightly moved.

According to rumors, the human race, like the creatures of the Phoenix race and the dragon race, has a bloodline inheritance.

The Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan were born strong because of their bloodlines, and the alien beasts also determined the strength and weakness of their descendants because of their bloodlines.

Although the human race is different from the alien beasts, if the ancestors once had a powerful person, the power of their ancestors will also be passed on to the descendants through the blood.

But just like alien beasts, the longer the generations pass, the thinner the bloodline becomes.

From what Emperor Xuan of the Mo family said, the ancient ancestors seemed to have existed for a very long time, and it was unknown how many generations had passed. For the descendants of the Mo family, even if the bloodline contains the power of the ancient ancestors, there are very few.

But only by awakening the blood of the ancient ancestors by one part in a billion, they can become like Mo Que and Mo Shang, who are disdainful of the existence of Baizhou. How powerful is the ancient ancestor of the Mo family in ancient times?

"Do you think that I was too cruel and devoured the blood of another person of the same clan to have the position of emperor today?"

"I also let the descendants of the Mo family continue to fight, kill each other, and sacrifice others in order to achieve myself!"

In the copper coffin, Emperor Mo Jiaxuan's voice was still indifferent and emotionless, and said, "It's not that I am cruel, but this world is so cruel!"

He didn't wait for Mo Que to answer, and said again: "Eternal years, the vicissitudes of life are in the eyes of heaven and earth, but it's just a flick of a finger."

"If you live long enough like me, and have seen generations of descendants from birth to death, you will know that they are no different from ants and plants."

These words made Mo Que's heart go cold. In the eyes of the ancestor of the Mo family, the descendants of the Mo family are actually all ants?

Although he could understand Emperor Xuan's state of mind, he couldn't recognize his aloofness and the indifference of seeing his descendants as ants.

"Those of cultivation practice heaven-defying, they strive to be detached, jump out of the constraints of heaven and earth, and leap from life to death Samsara!"

"You can't be detached, all things are ants. Since they are all a snap, I will pave a new way for them. By sacrificing one person, I can make the other one step closer to detachment. Why not?"

Emperor Mo Jiaxuan's voice is always indifferent, like a god, watching the changes of the world, birth, old age, sickness and death, but without the slightest disturbance.

"When the emperor summoned him, could it be that he wanted to persuade me to merge with Mo Shang's blood?" Mo Que couldn't accept it.

Emperor Xuan was too indifferent, and regarded his descendants as ants, and let his life and death be at the mercy of him.

Although he kept saying that he wanted to be detached, but he was so indifferent, unfeeling, and abandoned his humanity and self. Is this still detachment?

If even human nature and ego are lost, what is the point of jumping out of heaven and earth and out of immortality?

"Could it be that you don't plan to take the blood of Mo Shang's ancestors?" This time, there was a trace of waves in the voice of Emperor Mo Jiaxuan.

"I never intended to!" Mo Que shook his head decisively.

He is different from Mo Shang, he cultivates his sword so that he can protect him with his sword when he encounters injustice.

If he, like Mo Shang, tries to achieve himself by trampling on others, to do injustice without others doing anything, he will destroy his sword heart and bring his own demise!

"Even if the awakening of the ancient ancestor's bloodline will allow you to embark on the road to becoming an emperor, or even surpass the emperor's realm, you still insist?" Emperor Xuan's voice became more and more indifferent.

"I have my own way, I can only walk by myself!" Mo Que didn't forget Yao Lao, and the mysterious existence in the picture gave him instructions.

Inside the copper coffin, Emperor Xuan's voice was silent for a long time, then he suddenly sighed and said, "You are the second person I have seen for thousands of years whose potential is not below mine, but unfortunately, the tempers of the two of you are the same. So stubborn!"

This was the second time Mo Que heard him mention another person, and he couldn't help asking: "Who is the other person?"

Emperor Xuan's voice in the coffin was silent for a moment, before saying two words: "No stop!"

Mo Que was shocked and stayed where he was.

This name is none other than his father who has been missing for many years.

"How did my father disappear, and where is he now?" he asked eagerly, coming back to his senses.