The Fourth Elder had once told Mo Yang many things about the Cultivation world, including rumors of many top-tier powerhouses.
But Mo Yang had never heard the two words 'Star Emperor'.
The entire stone tower before him appeared exceptionally ancient, carrying a sense of the vicissitudes of time, giving people a feeling of both reality and illusion.
Mo Yang took a deep breath and slowly approached... The open tower door was a dark void, like a demonic den that could devour everything at any moment.
After a moment of hesitation, he couldn't help but step inside. It was as if he had passed through a barrier, and the scene that appeared before his eyes was identical to what he had seen before.
Looking around, Mo Yang was increasingly astonished. This stone tower actually contained a universe within... From the outside, it was merely a stone tower several zhang high, but inside, it was an extremely vast space.
However, the interior was desolate.
Bypassing the scattered rocks and withered bones, one could still see some rusted fragments of weapons. After walking several tens of zhang, he finally saw the tower wall of the stone tower.
Many patterns were carved on the stone wall, some of which were outlined by complex veins. As Mo Yang looked at them, his heart pounded, and his breathing quickened involuntarily.
This was because some of the patterns were runes, and not ordinary runes at that. The veins were complex and profound; staring at them felt as if they would devour one's Soul.
“Could this be the ancient divine runes that have disappeared for countless years!” Mo Yang murmured softly.
He just didn't dare to look too long, quickly averting his gaze after a single glance.
Besides those mysterious runes, the tower wall also had carvings of ancient Vicious Beasts and fierce birds. At first glance, they were lifelike, giving a sense that they might break through the wall and emerge.
Mo Yang's heart was filled with surging emotions. Putting everything else aside, even if he only comprehended those runes, he would likely be able to walk unhindered on this continent.
Although he didn't know why that formidable existence had treated him that way before, for him at this moment, becoming stronger was more important than anything else.
On this continent, only the strong had dignity, and only by continuously becoming stronger could one live longer!
The Law of the jungle was the Law of survival in this world.
However, with his current Cultivation, it was impossible for him to comprehend those ancient runes. After silently observing for a moment, he could only avert his gaze and continue looking elsewhere.
Before long, a flight of stairs appeared in his line of sight. Undoubtedly, that was the way to the second floor.
“I wonder what is hidden on the second floor!” Mo Yang was extremely curious.
However, there was a barrier there, and the fluctuations emanating from it made Mo Yang's heart palpitate as he approached.
Just then, the entire stone tower suddenly began to shake. Lights flickered on the tower wall, and those runic murals seemed to come alive, transforming into rays of light that rapidly intertwined. A few breaths later, the light receded, and a section of ancient text appeared on the tower wall.
“This is...”
Mo Yang quickly focused his gaze.
In an instant, his mind vibrated violently. The ancient text forcefully squeezed into his mind, mysterious ancient characters imprinted in his memory, as if the aura of the Dao permeated them.
“Star Emperor Scripture... This...”
Mo Yang never expected this to be a Cultivation scripture, divided into nine layers. This was the scripture for the first layer.
“What level of scripture is this exactly? Does each layer correspond to a layer of the stone tower?”
“If that's true, then this tower is indeed missing a layer!”
Mo Yang suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his eyes still showing lingering shock.
This Star Emperor Scripture was definitely not an ordinary profound Cultivation Technique. Although the first layer's text was only a little over a hundred characters, it was inexplicably profound. In Mo Yang's estimation, it probably already surpassed Saint-Grade.
After the initial shock, boundless joy surged in Mo Yang's heart. What he most yearned for now was to become stronger, and with such a profound Cultivation Technique, his Cultivation speed would undoubtedly be much faster than that of ordinary Cultivators.
“As long as I diligently Cultivate, what is the Great Dao Sect? One day, I will definitely avenge Master!” Mo Yang gritted his teeth and spoke.
After leaving the stone tower, under the night sky, Mo Yang stood silently before the Fourth Elder's cenotaph, his heart filled with much helplessness. If this sudden turn of events had happened half a month earlier, the Fourth Elder would not have gone to snatch the Saint-Grade herb... He sighed softly. Life was unpredictable. He never dreamed that he, who was a Trash just a few hours ago, would have his fate undergo such a dramatic reversal in the blink of an eye.
After silently kowtowing three times before the cenotaph, he got up and left the back mountain.
Throughout the entire night, Mo Yang had been Cultivating, wishing he could immediately make up for the ten years of wasted time.
The next morning, Mo Yang packed his bags, took one last look at the place where he had lived for ten years, then walked out of the small courtyard and headed down Wood Peak.
He planned to leave the Spirit Void Sect directly, but he didn't expect to be stopped by several Sect Disciples just as he walked down Wood Peak.
Leading them was Luo Hao, a former Disciple of Wood Peak.
“Mo Yang, you finally don't have the face to stay? At least you have some self-awareness!” A Disciple from another peak stared at Mo Yang with a cold sneer, speaking these words right away.
“You've been in the Spirit Void Sect for so many years, and the Fourth Elder always favored you. He must have taught you many Sect secret arts. How can we allow you to take the Spirit Void Sect's Cultivation Techniques and secret arts out with you!”
Luo Hao spoke coldly.
As soon as he said this, the other Disciples also chimed in.
Mo Yang stopped, his expression calm as he looked at the Sect Disciples before him.
Ever since the Fourth Elder's demise, there had been countless sarcastic remarks, insults, and reprimands from Sect Disciples every day.
After all, he had lived here for ten years, and he didn't want to fight with these fellow Senior Brothers when he left.
After a slight pause, he decided to bypass these few people and leave.
“What, are you not only a Trash now, but deaf too?”
Seeing that Mo Yang ignored him, a hint of anger immediately rose in Luo Hao's eyes. He flashed forward, directly blocking Mo Yang's path.
“Considering that we were once fellow Disciples, move aside. I won't bother with you!” Mo Yang glanced at Luo Hao, then looked at the others, his voice calm, his face devoid of any expression.
“Bother with us? Hmph, Mo Yang, have you forgotten that you're a Trash?”
“Also, the Fourth Elder is dead, dead, understand? No one is protecting you anymore!”
As Luo Hao spoke, he reached out and slapped Mo Yang's cheek.
This action was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting!
The other few people watched this scene, just about to join in the mockery, but before they could laugh out loud, they all froze.
Because at this moment, a scream suddenly came from Luo Hao's mouth, accompanied by a crisp sound of bones breaking.
A murderous glint flashed in Mo Yang's eyes. His right hand had, at some point, gripped Luo Hao's right wrist. With just a gentle twist, Luo Hao's wrist seemed to have been directly broken.
“If I am a Trash, then you are even worse than a Trash!” Mo Yang said coldly.
His indifferent words were like several slaps fiercely striking Luo Hao's face, making his complexion change repeatedly.
“Trash, you're courting death!”
Mo Yang had already let go, but how could Luo Hao give up so easily? Enduring the pain, he roared in anger, suddenly activating his True Qi and clenching his left hand into a fist, striking towards Mo Yang's face.
He had no idea that the current Mo Yang was no longer comparable to his past self. Leaving aside everything else, just in terms of Cultivation, he was far inferior to Mo Yang.
The outcome was self-evident. Mo Yang slightly shifted his body, dodging the punch, while simultaneously, his right hand shot out like lightning, also clenching into a fist and fiercely striking Luo Hao's fist.
“Crack...”
Another crisp sound rang out. Luo Hao's fist instantly changed shape several times, his finger bones completely shattered.
The intense pain from the broken bones and torn tendons instantly twisted Luo Hao's already pained face. He let out a pig-like scream, his body rapidly retreating, while the other few people reacted at this moment, their expressions also changing instantly.
Everyone's face was filled with an incredible look.
The well-known Trash in the Spirit Void Sect, the ultimate Trash who couldn't even step into the martial Dao after ten years of Cultivation... When did his strength and speed become so terrifying?
Because they had all seen clearly just now, Mo Yang had not activated True Qi, yet his strength was frighteningly great.
“Considering you were once a Disciple of Wood Peak, I'll spare your life. Get lost!” Mo Yang glanced indifferently at Luo Hao.
Then Mo Yang looked at the other few people.
Although those few people had come with Luo Hao, their Cultivation was similar to his. At this moment, they all looked at Mo Yang with suspicion and uncertainty, already feeling guilty.
Just then, a figure flashed by at extreme speed. The newcomer was the Second Elder.
He had evidently come to investigate after hearing the commotion here, his gaze first falling on Luo Hao.
At this moment, Luo Hao's face was pale, and his expression was still extremely painful.
The Second Elder immediately frowned, a hint of doubt appearing on his face. He then glanced at Mo Yang, and then, with a touch of confusion, asked the other few people, “What happened?”
Those few Disciples had been somewhat guilty before, but now seeing the Second Elder arrive, their hesitation all turned into a fierce look. They directly pointed at Mo Yang and said, “Mo Yang injured Luo Hao!”
“Second Elder, the Fourth Elder taught Mo Yang many Cultivation Techniques and secret arts over the years. We thought we couldn't let him leave with these Cultivation Techniques and secret arts, fearing they would be leaked. We were merely trying to persuade him, but Mo Yang, this Tras... he actually launched a sneak attack and injured Luo Hao!”
“Yes, it was this Tras... he suddenly attacked and injured Senior Brother Luo Hao!”
Those few Disciples pointed at Mo Yang, accustomed to calling him a Trash, but remembering the scene just now, they quickly changed their words.
The Second Elder frowned slightly, extremely puzzled. He knew how useless Mo Yang was, unable to even condense True Qi... Could he have injured Luo Hao, who had a first-stage Spirit Awakening Realm Cultivation, so badly with just a sneak attack?
However, seeing Mo Yang today, he always felt something strange. Mo Yang seemed a little different from yesterday.
Something seemed to have changed in Mo Yang, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what was different.
Nevertheless, hearing the words of those few Disciples, he didn't think much further. His gaze coldly swept towards Mo Yang, and he said, “The Spirit Void Sect's Cultivation Techniques and secret arts indeed cannot be leaked. Although you cannot Cultivate, to be on the safe side, I can only cripple your Meridians!”
A flash of anger crossed Mo Yang's eyes, and at the same time, a cold sneer appeared on his face. He said, “The Cultivation Technique was passed down to me by Master. What right do you have to take it away!”
Over the years, the Fourth Elder often went out to search for Spirit Medicine for him, unable to attend to Sect matters. Many Elders had long been extremely dissatisfied, and he, the main culprit, naturally became a thorn in the eyes of all the Elders.
Mo Yang knew this all too well. He knew he couldn't leave safely today, so he was no longer polite at all.
Sure enough, as soon as Mo Yang spoke, the Second Elder flew into a rage.
“Little beast, today, let alone crippling your Meridians, even your life, if I want to take it, then I will take it!” The Second Elder never expected Mo Yang to dare to speak to him like that. He directly made his move, activating his True Qi and raising his hand to strike a fierce palm towards Mo Yang's head.
For any ordinary person, this blow would be fatal.
The Second Elder had clearly harbored murderous intent; he intended to kill Mo Yang directly.