Ancient Gods

Mo Yang was very calm when he spoke, and he was not speaking wildly.

Because he was telling the truth!

Not to mention that he has now entered the threshold of the Saint Emperor Realm, even in the Saint King Realm, it is not easy for a Saint Emperor Realm second-level peak powerhouse to kill him. If he is determined to leave, a Saint Emperor of the third level cannot stop him.

"I have no intersection with the family behind you. I hope this will stop here. Keeping out of the way is your best choice!"

Mo Yang's words were calm and without any threat.

"Stop here? Do you think it's possible? There is nothing that my clan wants that we can't get. Besides, my clan's Saint Emperor died in your hands. Do you think we can keep out of the way?" The middle-aged man sneered, with a strong sense of sarcasm in his words.

"If you take action today, this day next year will be your death anniversary. If the family behind you is my enemy, my anger may not be something that your family can bear!" Mo Yang looked at the middle-aged man calmly and said this.

"Are you threatening me? I don't see you have such ability!" The middle-aged man didn't care and sneered.

He then said: "You are too young, I just want to tell you that the so-called strongest family is beyond your imagination!"

"I, Mo Yang, am just an ordinary practitioner and don't like to threaten anyone!" Mo Yang responded.

Mo Yang turned and walked towards Xuantian Holy Land, and then said without looking back: "I know that the family behind you is very strong. If you get angry, even forces like the Dao Sect may be destroyed, but if I have no way to go, the whole continent will turn into purgatory!"

"If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

After that, Mo Yang didn't stop, took a step and disappeared at the entrance of the holy land.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and stared at the direction where Mo Yang left, with a cold smile on his lips.

Obviously, what Mo Yang said was regarded as arrogant by him, because in the information they had, Mo Yang didn't have such power at all. Even if they knew that Mo Yang could activate the imperial tower at will, they didn't care much.

Mo Yang returned to the Holy Maiden Peak, still looking silently at the entrance of Xuantian Holy Land. The middle-aged man did not stay for too long, and then turned and left.

Seeing Mo Yang's solemn face, Yu Yao beside him could not help asking: "Who is he?"

"A strong man from a mysterious family!" Before Mo Yang could speak, Er Gouzi flew over.

Er Gouzi said to Mo Yang: "Boy, he should be the same disciple of that idiot before. I see that the flute in his hand is the same as that idiot's!"

As he said that, Er Gouzi took out a flute from the ring, turned it over and over to look at it, and then said with some disdain: "I originally thought it was a treasure, but it turned out to be useless. Although the material is a bit special, it doesn't work no matter how you blow it!"

Yu Yao couldn't help but take it and look at it, but after looking at it for a long time, she couldn't see what was special about this flute.

Mo Yang looked at Er Gouzi speechlessly. Er Gouzi was hypnotized by the sound of the flute. He had no idea when the powerful enemy came to him. He didn't know if the flute was a treasure, but it couldn't be as useless as Er Gouzi said.

"I have been searching for this family during this period, but I can't find any relevant clues about this family that loves to play the flute. It's strange. What kind of family is this? Why do they love to play the flute so much..." Er Gouzi kept muttering.

"Boy, Xianyin Pavilion also uses music to enter the Tao. Why don't you go and ask Meng Xiaoniu? Maybe she knows some rumors!" Er Gouzi said.

Yu Yao's eyes flickered at the side. She naturally knew who the little girl Meng mentioned by Er Gouzi was. There was some news before that she was bumped into by Mo Yang when she was taking a bath...

"Ahem..."

Mo Yang coughed a few times and pretended not to hear. He looked into the distance silently and then changed the subject and said, "I don't know where Senior Wu Zhan went. His injuries have not recovered yet..."

It was just that Er Gouzi seemed to do it on purpose. A hint of unkind smile flashed across his dog face, and then he said, "Boy, I'm talking to you. Old guy Wu Zhan won't die. When are we going to find little girl Meng!"

Mo Yang was speechless and wanted to slap Er Gouzi to death.

Seeing that Mo Yang looked a little embarrassed, Yu Yao smiled and said, "It's better to ask. If the family behind this person is really that powerful, we have to be careful in the future!"

Mo Yang sighed lightly and said, "If my guess is correct, this should be an ancient family hidden in the mortal world. The exercises they practice cannot be found in ancient books. In terms of foundation, I'm afraid that the Taoist sect is not as good as them!"

Yu Yao frowned slightly and asked, "I heard that there is a Taoist saint imprisoned in your tower?"

Looking at the faint smile on Yu Yao's mouth, Mo Yang felt a headache and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He glanced at Er Gouzi. This must have come from the mouth of Er Gouzi, the pit man.

"Boy, why are you looking at me? Everyone knows this. Do I need to say it?" Er Gouzi said with a squint.

Mo Yang: "..."

Mo Yang then looked at Yu Yao and said, "I can't let her go now. If I let her go, the Taoist sect will do whatever it wants!"

Yu Yao nodded and said, "I know, but you must be careful. There are many Taoist secrets, and many of them have the strongest power!"

"Although you are now very powerful, you have only been practicing for a short time and there is still a big gap between you and those old-generation masters. Try not to confront these forces head-on!"

"Just do your thing and don't worry about me. Even if I die one day, you should know that I am always behind you and support you silently!"

Listening to Yu Yao's words, Er Gouzi almost rolled his eyes and muttered, "Damn it, I just can't figure out what's good about this damn thing... Tsk tsk... It's too corny, too corny..."

Mo Yang sighed lightly, gently embraced Yu Yao in his arms, and said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, no one can hurt you!"

Er Gouzi almost twitched, rolled his eyes continuously, and then whispered a few words, as if he couldn't help it, and turned into a black shadow and left the Holy Maiden Peak.

...

The time that followed was very peaceful, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

After the reconstruction of Xuantian Holy Land, the dilapidated scene before can no longer be seen. Grand halls have been erected one after another, carved attics are dotted in the mountains, and even the collapsed green mountains have been rebuilt...

It seems that it has been restored to its former appearance, but there is a sense of desolation invisibly.