What is most enviable to the supernatural cultivators is the power of human ancestors that can be passed down.
That can allow humans to become pulse refiners, weapon refiners, and array masters. They can even activate the power of ancestral veins at certain times to enhance their combat effectiveness.
It's just that things like ancestral veins are considered a luxury even for some human cultivators, let alone these supernatural cultivators. Therefore, they can only feel envious and jealous, but there is no way.
"The power of ancestral veins?"
Motuo, who was already filled with memories in the distance, suddenly heard this statement, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. Those vague memory fragments were finally forcibly pieced together by him, forming a complete memory chain.
"Yun Xiao! You are actually Yun Xiao!"
In Shifang City, an extremely harsh and sharp sound suddenly sounded, as if a wild cat had its tail stepped on, and it sounded a bit cruel.
"Lord Medog, what's going on?"
When everyone turned their attention to the direction where the sharp sound came from, they saw a figure in black clothes there, his figure constantly trembling, his eyes staring somewhere, as if he wanted to spit out fire.
"Yun Xiao? Who is that?"
These strange spirits in Shifang City at most know a little bit about the super geniuses of the three top sects of mankind, but they have no idea about a human cultivator who has just caused a big disturbance in the southern region recently.
Therefore, when many foreign spirits heard the name that Mo Tuo shouted out loudly, they were all confused. They had no idea who Yun Xiao was, and why he made this gentleman so rude?
Even when he was forced into a certain death situation by the young man in black, Medog never lost his mind like this.
Hearing his sharp and harsh voice at this moment, all the strange spirits in Shifang City knew that he and the human named Yun Xiao had a close relationship.
In fact, the relationship between Motuo and Yun Xiao is indeed not shallow. More than a year ago, the two had an extraordinary intersection in the Nine Layers of Dragon Sky Canglong Emperor Palace in the lower plane.
At that time, Motuo was originally a foreign spirit emperor who broke through the lower realm and reached the first-level immortal king. Unexpectedly, some things happened next, which he would never forget.
Originally, Medog didn't care about an ant from the lower plane. Even at that time, Yun Xiao had led the allied forces to destroy the Canglong Emperor Palace, but after all, he was just an ant at the peak of the Holy Realm.
But what Motuo never expected was that Yunxiao, an ant from the lower plane, was actually related to Shen Xingmou of the Human Star-Zhain Tower in Liyuan Realm, and even set up a plan to make him fall into a trap.
Motuo did not even expect that Shen Xingmou, the Saint of the Star-Zhaing Tower, would actually have the Mind-Peeping Mirror, one of the top ten artifacts in the Liyuan Realm, in his hand. It was this unexpected thought that made him almost fall into the Nine-Layered Dragon Sky in the lower plane.
This incident has always been regarded as a great shame and humiliation by Medog, but later he heard that Shen Xingmou had broken through to the first-level God Emperor, so he had to take the risk and come to Zhanlingyuan to practice in the hope of making further progress.
To be honest, Motuo didn't originally care about the lower plane ant Yunxiao. His only impression was of the human young man using a special pulse-marking knife to cut down the earth spirit.
It was precisely because of Yun Xiao's Nine-Dragon Blood Spirit Slash that Demo Tuo had murderous intentions, which was also the trigger for the subsequent conflict with Shen Xingmou.
But no matter how amazing Yun Xiao's sword was, in the eyes of Motuo, who was already a ninth-grade immortal at that time, it was still extremely unsatisfactory. The biggest enemy in his heart was the Saint of the Star-Zhain Tower.
However, Medog never thought that in just over a year or two, he would once again interact with that young human being named Yun Xiao, and it was still in the War Spirit Field in the Liyuan Realm.
It would be fine if Yun Xiao was still the ant from the lower plane, but this human ant, who was only at the semi-immortal level at the beginning, actually grew to such an extent in less than two years.
If Mo Tuo was defeated at the hands of the young man in black before, he just thought that he was unlucky and met a monster with amazing talent and talent on the human side, then his mood now is completely different from just now.
When he discovered that a small ant that he could easily crush to death suddenly grew into a giant elephant that was unmatched by him, how could anyone else imagine the difference in his mood?
At this moment, Medog really regretted it. If he had known that this human boy was growing so fast, he should have tried his best to kill him, even if he had to lose some of his foundation.
But looking back to the original battle, Motuo was actually merciless. It was Shen Xingmou who, in order to save Yunxiao's life, forcibly used the Peeping Mirror twice, causing damage to his own path.
Looking at the black-clothed human youth who had once broken through to the realm of demigods, Modog felt extremely complicated and depressed, and extremely unwilling, because he knew that he would probably never be that guy's opponent in his entire life.
"Mo Jiang, kill him! You must kill him!"
After finally suppressing these thoughts in his mind, Mo Tuo took a deep breath. As soon as he said these words, Mo Jiang, who was also in a daze over there, finally came back to his senses, but his expression was a little unhappy.
In fact, Mo Jiang didn't know the origin between Me Tuo and Yun Xiao, but from Mo Tuo's performance, he found that there must be something fishy that he didn't know about. He just didn't like Mo Tuo ordering him like this.
That’s all.
Even though Mo Jiang's status in the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest is far from comparable to that of Motuo, who has unlimited potential, today in this Shifang City, Mo Jiang's family is the only one.
As for that Modog, he was forced into a desperate situation and almost died of self-destruction. Strictly speaking, he, Mojiang, is still Medog's savior. Can't you be more polite?
Moreover, there is a deep distrust in Motuo's tone. Do you really think that a strong man from the Spirit Race who is a first-grade God Emperor can't take care of a human boy who is in the semi-immortal realm?
Mo Jiang didn't know something deeper, but Mo Tuo remembered the battle in the Canglong Emperor's Palace.
At that time, Yun Xiao was only a half-immortal, but he powerfully defeated an earth spirit who was a first-level immortal. In fact, he left a deep impression on Medog.
Medog was disdainful before, but now he had to dig out these memories from the depths of his memory, so he felt a faint sense of uneasiness.
This human kid named Yun Xiao cannot be treated with common sense at all.
Although the gap between the realm of a demigod and a first-grade divine emperor is far from being comparable to that of a half-immortal and a first-grade immortal, Motuo felt this way.
Not only because of Yun Xiao's performance in the battle at Canglong Imperial Palace, but also because of the opponent's performance in Shifang City today. After all, what Yun Xiao showed before was the strength to win in a leapfrog battle.
When Yun Xiao relied on the power of his ancestral veins to upgrade his pulse energy cultivation to the realm of demigods, the gap between him and the first-grade divine emperor Mo Jiang seemed not to be so huge. This was the focus of Mo Tuo's worries.
It's just that Motuo has never experienced the realm of a first-grade God Emperor, and has no idea how powerful a first-grade God Emperor is. This is why Mo Jiang feels unhappy.
When the powerful God Emperor looks at cultivators below the God Emperor level, they treat them like ants, and only by truly breaking through to the God Emperor level can they be compared with them.
Because of Mo Tuo's status in the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, although Mo Jiang was unhappy, he did not retort.
When he turned his gaze back, his anger was immediately transferred to the young human being in front of him who was covered in earth-yellow armor.
"Haha, Motuo, your memory is a bit weak. I thought you could remember my sword just now when you saw it!"
Yun Xiao ignored Mo Jiang's angry gaze and instead chuckled at the gloomy Motuo over there. In this Liyuan Realm, he would not reveal the true name of Yulong Sword.
"Mo Jiang, what are you waiting for?"
Motuo knew that the difference in eloquence was definitely greater than the difference in combat effectiveness, so he did not want to argue with Yun Xiao, but shouted again, making Mo Jiang's face become more and more gloomy.
"Boy, suffer death!"
As expected, Mo Jiang stopped dragging his feet. As he saw his thoughts moving, a black mist appeared again under Yun Xiao's feet, like a ghost moving in the wind, which looked extremely strange.
"hey-hey!"
"Ha ha!"
"Jie Jie!"
"..."
In the black mist, there were sudden bursts of creepy laughter, like a ghost crying at night, or like a night owl croaking, making people's eardrums swell and make them dizzy.
Even those Shifang City foreign spirits who were extremely far away, after hearing these laughter, their faces changed drastically, and they couldn't help but stretched out their hands to cover their ears.
But even if they covered their ears, those sounds were like magic sounds, still piercing their ears, making them frightened and they retreated dozens of miles away again in panic.
Even these unrelated alien spirits in the periphery are so threatened by the enemy. One can only imagine what kind of situation Yun Xiao, who was the first to bear the brunt, was in.
While many of the onlookers were horrified by the foreign spirits, they could not help but feel a sense of excitement. They secretly thought that after the first-grade God Emperor became serious, the human boy who was originally named Xingchen and is now named Yun Xiao, might not be able to eat it and walk around, right?
"Xingchen, oh no, Yun Xiao, next, you will know what it feels like to have a hundred ghosts cry at night!"
Mo Jiang ignored the onlookers who were retreating far away. He heard the cold voice coming from his mouth, which made many supernatural cultivators know the name of this method, which is called Hundred Ghosts Crying at Night.
This skill really lives up to its name. The sounds that kept coming out of the black mist were as if there were hundreds of evil ghosts inside the black mist, and they were about to break out of the cage at the next moment and tear the human in black apart.
Generally broken into pieces.
Light loomed in the black mist, and even Motuo over there had a look of shock on his face. He thought to himself that this old guy Mo Jiang had successfully practiced this method. It seems that his talent is not as bad as the rumors say.
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