Lin Feng watched this scene silently.

Is this the strength of the owner of the small tower?

The army of gods that had tortured all the major forces in the spiritual world to death was vulnerable in his hands and didn't even have the ability to fight back!

“Huahuahua…”

A large amount of blood gathered into a river, dyeing the area thousands of miles in radius red...

This is the blood of the strong!

It is the essence of their being, the inner charm in their blood, emitting a dense aura that makes the scene become hazy and illusory...

"No... We know we're wrong! Spare us!"

"Please, let us go, I won't dare to do it again..."

In the end,

The many powerful gods who were still alive could no longer hold back and knelt down to beg for mercy, begging the Lord of the Small Tower to be magnanimous and forgive their mistakes...

The master of the small tower remained unmoved.

His tone was light and gentle, but his every move exuded a creepy murderous intent...

This is a super ruthless person!

In order to refine the Heavenly Demon Tower, he was willing to sacrifice the lives of billions of people. How could he show mercy now?

"Ye Xuan!"

At this moment,

A cold voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The master of the small tower was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but stop killing and turned his gaze to the person who spoke!

Ye Xuan!

That was exactly his name back then!

As the years go by, as those friends and family members pass away...

No one has called me this for a long, long time!

It's been so long that he almost forgot the name...

"Swish..."

At the same time,

Others in the field also looked in the direction of the sound in confusion.

But he discovered that the person who spoke was actually the little princess of the demon clan - Moli!

"Ye Xuan? So this senior is Ye Xuan!"

Master Lingyun took a deep breath.

"Fellow Daoist Lingyun, have you heard of this person?"

Saint Yaoguang asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng, Situ Kun, Jin Yuan, Zhao Chenyang, and Saint Yaoguang all turned to Master Lingyun, hoping to learn about the origins of the Master of the Small Pagoda...

"My Lingyun Chamber of Commerce has mentioned this name in ancient books... This can be traced back to the early ancient times, the end of the ancient times..."

"I happened to see it at the time and was wondering who this Ye Xuan was and why I had never heard of him before. I didn't expect it to be this senior!"

Master Lingyun said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out,

A wave of shock and anxiety suddenly arose in the hearts of many human cultivators...

In other words,

Was this Senior Ye born in ancient times?

The ancient times were at least a hundred thousand years ago, a period of time that has been discontinued. Even the oldest books rarely record events from this era...

In other words,

Today's cultivators know almost nothing about ancient times.

There was once a super ancient tribe that used all its strength to try to find traces of the ancient times, but they were unsuccessful.

There are also rumors that

In ancient times, it was possible to give birth to immortals...

Later, in ancient times, problems arose between heaven and earth, immortals disappeared, and cultivators of various races sought the truth but could not find it, as difficult as ascending to heaven...

"Are you...calling me?"

The Lord of the Small Tower stared at Moli, somewhat surprised.

"Ye Xuan! Don't you recognize me?"

As Moli spoke, she walked towards the Lord of the small tower. Her beautiful eyes were red and she looked very sad and like she would cry at any time.

"Two souls in one body?"

The master of the small tower saw through Moli's true strengths and weaknesses.

He could feel that one of the souls was releasing a faint fluctuation of spiritual aura, and this fluctuation activated his long-forgotten memories, giving him a sense of familiarity.

"It's you... Koixue."

The master of the small tower suddenly understood.

"Get lost!"

Moli couldn't hold it back any longer after hearing this.

Tears fell on her face and she quickened her pace, trying to get into the arms of the owner of the small tower. However, the result was the same as before, as the small tower passed through his body and missed!

"So many years have passed, I didn't expect you to still be alive..."

The Lord of the Small Tower looked at Moli with a somewhat complicated tone.

"Why? Why did you abandon me in the first place?"

Mo Lianxue asked excitedly.

"Your father doesn't agree, what can I do? Humans and demons have different paths. If I hadn't left, I might have died at the hands of your demon clan..."

The master of the small tower sighed.

"So what now? Are you willing to come back with me? With your current strength, no one will oppose us anymore!"

"My soul is also healing rapidly. I will soon be able to leave this body and return to my original appearance..."

Mo Lianxue asked with tears in her eyes.

The master of the small tower looked at Mo Lianxue quietly, as if he was lost in thought, and fell silent for a while.

At the same time,

The spectators at the scene were also silent as a cicada, not daring to make a sound!

This is really a bit melodramatic!

Who would have thought that this ancient ancestor of the demon clan who was parasitic in Moli's body actually had an affair with the powerful man who refined the Heavenly Demon Tower?

"Mo Lian Xue..."

Huo Miaomiao felt like she had heard this name somewhere.

Suddenly, she was startled, thinking of her father who had accidentally said the three words "Mo Lian Xue".

She also specifically asked who this person was?

As a result, the usually amiable father flew into a rage.

Tell her not to ask again, otherwise she will be put in solitary confinement for a hundred years.

“There’s no going back…”

The Lord of the Small Tower finally said this.

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