step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Mo Yu walked towards the pillar of fire, his pace was stable without any stagnation.

Gradually, the distance between the pillar of fire became closer and closer.

The sneer at Ji Mo's lips had dissipated, and his eyes showed gloomy. Mo Yu's ability to approach this was enough to show that he had powerful strength far exceeding him.

But even so, he still didn't believe that Mo Yu could really enter the pillar of fire.

The eyes that looked under the black robe showed solemnity, and as Mo Yu approached, a sense of uneasiness gradually surged from the bottom of his heart.

He frowned, and his breath surged faintly.

Suddenly, Mo Yu's body paused slightly, and he continued to walk forward stiffly for two steps, and his figure finally stopped. At this moment, he was still a distance away from the pillar of fire. The hot temperature slightly distorted the space, making his back slightly blurred.

The black-robed monk's eyes suddenly relaxed.

Ji Mo's lips curled slightly, and a sneer appeared again.

Failed...

The thought just arose, and the next moment, the two of them froze at the same time.

Mo Yu paused his figure and accelerated at this moment, turning into a phantom. Without giving them a chance to stop it, the figure had already disappeared into the pillar of fire!

boom!

The monk in black robe suddenly stood up, and the violent aura burst out from his body, and a roar of anger suddenly burst out.

At this moment, he could not react, he was fooled!

No wonder Mo Yu agreed to stop before that without hesitation.

A strong uneasiness surged into his heart in an instant, making him almost certain that Mo Yu would take away the power of the Lord of Divine Yang who originally belonged to him.

no!

Never allow it!

The monk in black robe suddenly stood up, took a step forward, and his figure roared out. He ripped out an extremely powerful wave of power, forcibly breaking the suppression force from the pillar of fire.

In a blink of an eye, his figure followed Mo Yu and broke into the pillar of fire!

Ji Mo's face suddenly turned red, and he felt like he was slapped on the face. It was so hot that it hurts all the time to the heart.

Anger, shock, humiliation, and now filled his mind.

When he was studying at Shan, Yan Yan looked at each other and smiled bitterly, his heart was full of helplessness and soreness. When he reached the realm of a demigod, there were naturally no stupid people, so he could see clearly the situation in front of him.

Seeing Mo Yu and the two monks in black robe were sank into the pillar of fire, they already understood that the fortune left by the Lord of Divine Yang today had nothing to do with them.

After more than ten breaths, a figure burning with flames quickly retreated from the pillar of fire, and when the flames dissipated, the figure of a monk in black robe was revealed. However, at this moment, many parts of his black robe were burned by flames, which made him feel a little embarrassed, and his body was filled with a very cold aura.

Obviously, he fell into it and could not stop Mo Yu's actions.

"Don't speak!"

"Damn it! You deserve to die!"

The hideous roaring sound showed endless resentment.

He turned his head suddenly and looked, his eyes were cold and he exuded a chill.

Ji Mo's face changed and he hurriedly said, "The one who took the lead is Mo Yu. It has nothing to do with my ancient lineage. Don't take your anger on me."

When he was studying at the mountain, Yan Yan showed fear and moved his figure and approached him.

Qin Qing'er frowned when she looked good, and glanced at Ji Mo. The treasure of the Nine Heavens Goddess was emitting a series of glows.

"Even if I really take my anger over, will my ancient lineage still be afraid that your Savage Holy Sect will not be successful?"

The monk in black robe snorted angrily, but was not overwhelmed by the anger. Now it would be useless to pursue monks of the ancient lineage, but instead delay time.

At the moment, I can only hope that Mo Yu can slow down and give him a chance to give him a try.

"Stay at them!"

While drinking, he sat cross-legged in black robe. The next moment, endless flames suddenly gushed out of his body, and in a blink of an eye it condensed into a kilometer pillar of fire. Its appearance was exactly the same as the pillar of fire in front of him, and the flame tongue kept the same frequency as the leaping.

A strange connection suddenly appeared between him and the pillar of fire.

Although I was not sure, now I can only try it with all my strength!

...

Mo Yu walked forward, and eight divine suns burned violently in his soul space. The raging flames separated like a tide, crawling at his feet, as if they were facing the emperor.

For the other monks, the Pillars of Pulau Crown, which were difficult to get close to, did not have any obstacles when facing Mo Yu.

A strong and clear call filled the mind and could take him to where he should go without distinguishing the direction.

However, with the constant approaching, an inexplicable depression gradually emerged in his mind.

Mo Yu's expression remained calm. He had already arrived here. All he had to do was to get to the end, and there was no need to think about the rest.

Everything will be revealed soon.

After a moment, Mo Yu stopped and a blank area appeared in front of him. Some invisible aura caused the surrounding flames to retreat and he did not dare to get close to offend him.

Here, it was already the top of the mountain, and a figure sat cross-legged.

The moment he saw this figure clearly, Mo Yu's body suddenly stiffened, and his mind fell into a certain blank space at this moment.

Countless emotions surged from the bottom of his heart, pain, sorrow, grievance, loneliness...

I don’t know how long it took, Mo Yu’s consciousness gradually recovered and he found that he was already in tears.

The majestic face and eyebrows were faintly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Even though he had been dead for a long time, his body was preserved in this endless flame, as if he had just fallen asleep and could wake up at any time. But in the end, he had died and his soul had long been destroyed. What was left here was his body remains.

Mo Yu took a deep breath before he could control his almost numb body and continue to approach.

When he came to him, wisps of flames suddenly gathered from the surrounding area and condensed into a figure, which looked like the corpse sitting cross-legged in front of him.

"The only one who can come here is the inheritor of my post. I don't know how long I have been waiting for you." He spoke slowly, his voice heavy and calm. "If you can enter here, you should be able to detect that all I post is a sealed image information, so you just need to listen to me and don't need to do anything more."

"The nine divine yangs in the space are all the power that I have cultivated throughout my life. You can take them away. This is also the gift I have prepared for you in the core of inheritance. You and I have the same sect and origin. If you practice "Treading the Nine Yangs in the Sky", the fusion process should be extremely smooth. Once completed, you don't need to be afraid when facing the virtual god realm. At that time, be careful in the vertical and horizontal planes, and you should not die."

"But before that, you need to agree to my request to successfully merge the nine divine suns." He paused, frowned, and showed a little guilt. "In my early years, my family suddenly encountered a sudden change. In order to prevent an accident from happening to my youngest son, I sent him out to hide his name. I wanted to resolve the hatred and then take him back, but I was plotted by the Savage Holy Sect to die here. I don't need you to avenge me. The only request is to help me find my youngest son."

"I don't know how long it has passed, nor do I know if my youngest son is still alive, so you just have to make sure to do this. If you can find it, help me take care of him for the rest of my life, don't tell him the identity, just ask for happiness in his life. If not, this matter is not mentioned."

The Lord of the Divine Sun Seal Phantom looked up and said, "Now, you can swore."

Mo Yu's throat was a little dry. He listened to his voice and felt inexplicably sad. He also had some unspeakable impulse. After a long time of silence, he slowly spoke, "I swear that I will do my best to find the bloodline of Lord Shenyang."

With Mo Yu's current cultivation level, every word and action can touch the rules. At this moment, the oath fell, and a fluctuation of the rules was directly imprinted into his soul.

"Very good." The Lord of Divine Yang continued to speak, "A drop of my native essence and blood was sealed in the middle of my remains. After I sacrificed and refined before I died, I already had the ability to sense blood. With this blood, you can find a monk who is good at deducing the way of Void God Realm, and you may find where my son is. Otherwise, you can only rely on luck. After this drop of essence and blood approaches my son, you will automatically give you a reminder within a thousand miles."

While speaking, a hole suddenly broke in the middle of the eyebrows of the Lord of Shenyang's remains, and a bright red blood bead flew out of it.

But the next moment, the blood bead suddenly stopped, and then endless blood light burst out, covering Mo Yu's figure.

The blood was scarlet and dazzling, but from it, it made Mo Yu feel endless warmth and safety, like a wide embrace, embracing him.

Mo Yu's body suddenly trembled slightly, his eyes turned red, but he gritted his teeth and barely kept his consciousness awake.

With a move, the blood beads flew directly into his hands, touched the flesh and blood, and merged into his body. Everything was so natural and calm, without any obstacles, as if it was the blood in Mo Yu's body, or the blood in Mo Yu's body extended from this drop of essence and blood...

At the moment, everything is no longer necessary.

Mo Yu finally understood why the inheritance core crossed the domain for endless distances and finally chose him. He finally understood why he felt inexplicably sad when he looked at the back of the Lord of Divine Yang. He finally understood why instinct, he had an indescribable closeness to the Lord of Divine Yang, and even after learning the truth about his death, he would develop an indescribable hatred towards the terrifyingly powerful and powerful Holy Sect.

Because the Lord of Divine Yang is his father who has never been masked and cannot even see it in his dreams!

When he was young, he had resentment and cried countless times, but today, what he left was grievance and sadness. He already knew that it was not that his parents abandoned him, but that they had no way to find him and sent him away, but that they just wanted him to live safely.

Plop!

Mo Yu suddenly knelt in front of him, tears rolled out, his hands sank into the rocks, and his heart-wrenching wailing from his mouth.

Today, he found his father, but lost him forever.

The phantom of the Lord of Divine Yang was just a sealed picture. He didn't know that the youngest son he had been worried about until he died. He has now become one of the peak powerhouses in this world and fell to his remains.

"The inheritor of this rank, please remember your oath, find my son, take care of him for the rest of his life, and be free from harm!"

"Now, it's time for you to accept the gift. The power left by me will come to the world again in your body!"

Mo Yu suddenly growled, "Father! Don't leave!"

He put all his strength into his hand and grabbed it forward, but what he got was just a wisp of dissipating flames.

The figure of the Lord of Divine Yang completely dissipated in front of him.

The next moment, in the sky of the closed space, nine divine suns suddenly trembled, then slowly moved towards the pillar of fire to the sky.

Boom-

Boom-
Chapter completed!