Even though most of the traces no longer existed after decades, Yang Kai still felt the tragic atmosphere here.

In the battle of the Awakening Realm, the ninth rank of the human race, Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing, were all thirty-three of them, all of whom were killed in battle, and the contemporary dragon emperor and phoenix queen were killed in battle.

Killing forty-four kings of the Mo clan just caused the destruction of millions of Mo clan troops.

What a tragic battle that was.

The battlefield of that battle, to be precise, is this place!

Although Yang Kai was unable to participate in the last battle personally and did not see that battle, he was standing here and feeling the traces left by the battle, and he could almost imagine the scene at that time.

At that time, the giant ink-colored god broke through the defense line of the human army from the Broken Sky to the Sky Realm, and came here. A big hand penetrated the boundary wall and completely opened up the two realms channels, allowing the Mo tribe army to drive straight into the Fenglan Realm through these two realms channels.

The human race is in a desperate situation, and the invasion of the three thousand worlds is a foregone conclusion.

In this situation, the ninth-grade ancestor has two choices. One is to lead the army to evacuate the air domain and preserve its strength to ensure the follow-up.

They are strong and are all the top powers of the human race. If they don’t want to continue fighting, the Mo race will have no choice but to do anything to them.

But the ninth graders chose the second option.

Fight to the death!

Thirty-three Ninth-rank human race did not feel pity for their hard-won cultivation and long life span, and launched a final attack on the Mo clan's powerful men.

The Dragon Emperor and the Phoenix Queen followed closely behind.

In that battle, the forty-five kings of the Mo clan were killed. In addition to the one who first left the Kong Realm and chased Yang Kai, the one who was in the Buhui Pass, all the rest were killed.

That battle was a huge effort, but it also cleared the obstacles for the future of the human race.

The ninth-grade ancestors are taking their lives to exchange for the younger generations, including Yang Kai, for space for growth.

Now after decades, Yang Kai stood here, as if he had crossed time and space, witnessing the tragic battle with his own eyes, which made his heart jammed and the dragon veins boiled.

Faced with the joint attacks and killing of the thirty-three human races, the dragon, emperor, and phoenix queens, the Mo clan must have set up a tight defense line, but it is still difficult to stop the might of the human race.

The kings were killed completely, and the surviving ninth-rank human race did not retreat and continued to attack and kill the ink-colored giant gods who were standing here.

In the end, none of them survived.

The battle achievements they left behind are still there. The ink-colored giant god is not intact. The huge body is covered with scars, and many realms of Tao are intertwined, making its injuries difficult to heal. The rich ink power flows out from the wounds and is then collected into the body by the ink-colored giant god, and it is repeated over and over again.

This is probably the main reason why Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing can separate the boundaries and restrain it.

If it is intact, even if it takes the lead with the two human races, it will be difficult to restrain it from moving in place.

It is precisely because of the efforts of the ninth-grade people who did not fear life and death that they have today's stalemate.

Yang Kai narrowed his eyes, looked at the giant ink god, and snorted coldly: "Mo, you have today too!"

Each giant ink-colored god can be regarded as a clone of Mo, but because Mo itself is too powerful and already has the realm of creation, its clone is also incredible.

Mo didn't bother to pay attention to Yang Kai. He had seen this human boy when he was reviving from the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land. He knew that although this guy was weak, his ability to escape was quite outstanding. It had thought that he would deal with the other party, but he didn't give it any chance at all.

Now that it is restrained and unable to move here, it is even more unlikely to have a chance to succeed.

Therefore, in the face of Yang Kai's teasing, Mo had no intention of replying. What it had to do now was to accumulate strength and get rid of the two ninth grades of the human race. Once it could restore its freedom, no one in the three thousand worlds could compete with it.

However, Yang Kai's next sentence broke its reserve.

"Mo, I just came back from Chutian Daban and sent me someone over by the way. Guess who it is?" Yang Kai laughed.

Mo finally looked up at Yang Kai and said lightly: "No matter who you send it over, it's useless. Mu's backhand has been used, and Old Man Cang is dead. When my true self wakes up, the Chutian Daquan can be broken!"

Yang Kai shook his head slowly: "That's not necessarily the case. Since I sent that person over, I'm sure, that person... is your old friend."

Mo's face changed and he quickly snorted: "Don't scare me, my old friend has died long ago."

Yang Kaiyouyou said, "Since you know that Mu's backhand has been used, you should know that Lao Cang delivered something to me before his death. You are the supreme ancient and knowledgeable. You might as well guess what that thing is? Why Lao Cang delivered it to me before his death."

Mo Moran said nothing.

Yang Kai continued: "How many years have you been able to wake up? Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years? Mu's backhand should be very powerful, right? But I advise you, if you can wake up earlier, you will wake up earlier. If you are late, it will be useless even if you wake up."

Yang Kai also wanted to know how many years Mo's original deity would sleep. Wu Kuang said he could be promoted to the ninth level within three thousand years, but if Mo' original deity woke up before he was promoted to the ninth level, then things would be troublesome.

If this really happens, Yang Kai can only find a way to send Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing to see if he can help Wu Kuang.

But with this trick, the only two ninth ranks on the human race will be restrained. Correspondingly, the giant ink-colored god in front of him will be free.

Mo Moran said nothing and said for a long time: "Who did you send over?"

Yang Kai smiled: "That person..."

"Don't say more to him." A man's voice suddenly came from a distance, interrupting Yang Kai's words.

Yang Kai was stunned at first, then reacted and hesitated: "Old Ancestor Wuqing?"

Wu Qing did not reply, but instead, the voice of the ancestor Xiaoxiao came: "The power of the ink-colored giant god is very powerful, be careful to be bewitched by him."

Yang Kai was overjoyed: "How are the two ancestors in good health now? What are the major problems?"

He didn't expect that Xiaoxiao and Wu Qing could communicate with him in a different boundary. However, after careful consideration, the big hand of the ink-colored giant god penetrated through the channels of the two realms. These channels of the two realms have been opened, and it is not strange that the two ninth ranks opposite can communicate with him.

The ancestor Xiaoxiao said, "We are very good, but you... hurry up and go back to the star world. Your wives miss you very much."

Yang Kai smiled embarrassedly: "The ancestor has seen them."

The ancestor Xiaoxiao said angrily: "Of course I have seen it. They were all incorporated into the Dayan Army before." Not only did they see it, the witch named Yu Rumeng, who was in charge, was not polite to her at all, and always asked her to compensate her for a husband.

Looking back now, Xiaoxiao Zu wanted to beat Yang Kai.

Wu Qing said: "Don't stay here for too long."

Yang Kai nodded seriously: "Disciple understand."

Mo Jing waited for a moment and couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Who did you send over?"

Yang Kai looked at it with a smile: "Why tell me first, how many years will it take for your deity to wake up."

Mo stared at him deeply and answered the question that he was not right: "Did Cang teach you the method of controlling the Great Forbidden of Chutian?" Otherwise, Yang Kai would ask him what he did, and he was obviously afraid that the Great Forbidden of Chutian would wake up and break the Great Forbidden of Chutian.

Yang Kai sneered: "Brother Mo, don't think about what is there or not. Why should Cang teach me the control method of Chutian Daquan?"

Mo frowned: "What does it mean?"

Yang Kai looked at him contemptuously: "Because I could do it."

Mo's face changed, as if he had thought of something, he said in a narrow voice: "Who are you?"

"Guess!" Yang Kai smiled at him.

Mo was so crazy that he found that he was tired of communicating with the human race in front of him. He said silently for a while: "I can answer your question, but accordingly, you have to tell me who you are."

Yang Kai was stunned for a moment. He actually had no special intention when talking nonsense here. He mainly wanted to condom the ink, and it was best to find out the situation on the original side. It was best to find out if he could find out. There was no loss if he couldn't find out. A few mysterious words might make the other party upset.

Just do it with ease.

But I didn't expect Mo to be so impatient.

Then I thought, this is the temper of a child!

No matter how ancient the supreme Mo is, it has never experienced too many human refinement after living for many years. The most obvious feature of such a child's temper is that he will constantly explore what he wants to know and will never give up until he achieves his goal.

Yang Kai nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, but how can I be sure if what you said is true or false?"

Mo Aoran said, "I still don't want to lie to you! You can't tell whether it's true or not."

Yang Kaixin thought the same was true.

Wu Qing reminded there again: "Don't disclose any confidential matters at will."

Yang Kai smiled and said, "Don't worry, ancestor, I have my own sense of responsibility."

Wu Qing nodded and said no more.

Yang Kai looked at Mo and said, "Tell me, what's going on with your real person."

Mo sneered: "I don't want to lie to you, but how could I know you would keep your promise?"

Yang Kai raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should I swear first?"

Mo's face suddenly looked extremely ugly: "You human vows are all bullshit!" Judging from this, it seems that he has suffered some losses in this regard.

Yang Kai shrugged and said, "Then there is nothing you can do, you can only take a gamble."

Mo stared at him deeply, as if he was about to look deep in his heart. After a while, he spoke: "It's okay to tell you. I will definitely wake up from it, as short as two thousand years or as late as five thousand years."

Yang Kai frowned: "The time gap is too big."

Saying it means not saying it. If it is two thousand years old, Wu Kuang will definitely not be able to be promoted to the ninth grade, but there is a lot of room for five thousand years.
Chapter completed!