Mo was like a demon god descending into the world. His huge body was like an indestructible mountain. His strength was as vast as the sea. He stepped on the ground and his fists collapsed. Nothing could stop him.
In front of him, none of the strong humans gathered around the Snake Head Peak could stand up to him. In the blink of an eye, countless were killed. The rest scattered like birds and beasts.
Mo did not stop. He slaughtered his people and comrades in a frenzy. He did not show any mercy.
Suddenly, a figure with a powerful aura flew into the void and blocked in front of Mo.
It was Xuan!
Xuan's face was as cold as steel. His eyes were burning with anger.
"Why?" Xuan asked coldly.
Mo stopped. He looked at his father in front of him. His eyes were filled with madness and violence. There was a moment of clarity, but more than that, there was a murderous intent.
"Father … I'm sorry! I am the son of the demon god. I have my own mission. I live for the Demon Abyss … "
"Those memories may not belong to you. Maybe it's just the demons. You must not lose yourself and become a lackey of the demons. You must not make a decision that you will regret!"
"No, I know what I'm doing! I've always known! Everything I've done since I was young was just for this moment of awakening! Puny humans, be annihilated! "
Roar —
Mo's face was ferocious. He let out a roar that shook the soul. He punched at Xuan. His majestic strength could topple mountains and overturn seas.
This punch was enough to kill any Level 5 warrior. Xuan was no exception.
However, Xuan was not afraid.
The moment Mo's punch came, he seemed to break through some seal. His powerful aura rose rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he became a Level 6 warrior!
This was not because Xuan broke through. He was already a Level 6 warrior.
Ten years ago, he broke through Level 6.
However, as a Level 5 warrior, he could roam three thousand miles in the Black Tower Mountain Range. He was invincible among humans.
But against the powerful God and Demon Race, even a Level 6 warrior could not cause a ripple. Instead, he would attract the attention of the God and Demon Race.
So, he sealed his strength and showed others that he was a Level 5 warrior.
But at this moment, facing Mo, whose strength had increased explosively and who had suddenly gone berserk, he could no longer hide.
Behind him were his wife and children, his clansmen, and the Black Tower Alliance that he had created.
The sixth-level warrior, Xuan, did not have Mo's mountain-like body, but he also had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. His ordinary punch seemed to be able to shatter the heavens and the earth as it collided with Mo's giant fist.
Boom!
An enormous bang that shook the heavens resounded through 500km. The aftershock of the collision transformed into a gale that devoured the heavens and the earth, and it caused countless rocks and plants to transform into powder.
The two of them separated as soon as they made contact, flying backward for dozens of miles before coming to a stop.
Xuan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared coldly at his son, Mo. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
He had been a Level Six warrior for ten years, but Mo had just broken through and his realm was not stable yet.
But this time, he clearly sensed the terrifying power in Mo's body. It was above his!
However, his strong willpower, which had been tempered by many years of fighting, did not allow him to accept defeat.
He brazenly took the initiative to attack, starting a heaven-shaking battle with Mo.
Boom boom boom —
A series of explosions resounded through the nine heavens.
The two of them clashed madly, causing the mountains to crumble and the earth to crack. The sun and moon lost their light. The mountains were flattened, and the rivers were turned into valleys.
Compared to Mo, Xuan's strength was relatively weaker. But he had rich battle experience and a variety of techniques.
Even so, he could not truly defeat Mo who had forged the Wishful Golden Body. The two of them fought for two days and two nights, but it was still difficult to determine the victor.
In the end, Mo had just broken through and his foundation was insufficient. He gradually lost his strength and broke away from the battle, fleeing into the distance and leaving the Black Watchtower Mountains.
Xuan's strength was also exhausted. He could no longer pursue Mo and could only stop.
But he knew that Mo would not give up just like that. The next time they met, he would be the one to lose.
He would not sit still and wait for death.
In the next few days, Xuan gathered the upper echelons of the Black Watchtower Alliance and analyzed the situation. In the end, he proposed to lead the humans of the Black Watchtower Mountains to migrate to the north of the Black Watchtower Mountains. Although there were more dangerous mountains there, it was far away from the center of the world. It was easier to avoid the Gods and Demons.
But his proposal was rejected by many tribes. After all, their ancestors had lived in the Black Watchtower Mountains for thousands of years. Mo's rebellion was not enough for them to leave their homeland and explore an unfamiliar environment.
Xuan insisted. In the end, he only led seven tribes and left the Black Watchtower Mountains. They went deeper into the Northern Wilderness.
Along the way, they broke through many obstacles.
Half a year later, the migrating tribesmen finally found a valley where humans lived. It was called the Snake Valley.
There were more than a dozen indigenous tribes here. Some heroes had been born here. But it was always in a state of disorder and chaos.
The arrival of Xuan Yi and the rest caused a huge impact on the indigenous tribes. They were also attacked by all the indigenous tribes.
The indigenous tribes liked to fight among themselves. But when faced with outsiders, they could still unite and fight against outsiders.
The war went on for three months. Both sides suffered more than ten thousand casualties.
In the end, Xuan, with the strength of a Level 6 Warrior, led the people of the Black Que Mountain to suppress the natives of the Snake Valley, and established a firm foothold in the Snake Valley. Xuan also became the famous Snake Valley King.
In the following years, Xuan reestablished order for the Snake Valley. He set a series of rules and made the chaotic Snake Valley enter an orderly path.
Unknowingly, Xuan was already a hundred years old.
But compared to his long lifespan as a Level Six warrior, he was still very young. He still had nearly a thousand years to live.
With such a long lifespan, Xuan naturally would not stay in the Snake Valley to enjoy the rest of his life. The stability of the Snake Valley made him have no worries. He left the Snake Valley and went to the outside world to start a new journey.
He first returned to the Black Watchtower Mountains. But he found that there were no more humans in the Black Watchtower Mountains.
Instead, there was a group of two-legged demons.
The original tribesmen of the Black Watchtower Mountains, except for those who had died, had all been demonized. They had become part of the demon race.
Xuan did not disturb them. He only sighed bitterly at the familiar and strange cruel world.
The demon race was too strong. The human race was too weak.
If he wanted the human race to live freely and with dignity in this world, he could not rely on one or two experts to change the fate of the entire human race.
But in the next moment, Xuan's fighting spirit was ignited.
No matter how hot the sun was, there would be a day when it would set.
The Vast Expanse Celestial in the chaos. How strong was he? Where was he now?
The Ancient Gods and Ancient Demons in the ancient times. How majestic were they? Where were they now?
Xuan firmly believed that the Ancient Gods and Ancient Demons who dominated the world would also decline one day.
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