Ever since Cangyu left the Dragon Empire sixteen years ago, Long Haotian has never relaxed his mind. Now that Cangyu has returned again, does it also mean that the sky of the empire is about to change?

After all, where there is Cangyu, there must be another powerful man. Although that man is not here now, his son is here, right?

At this moment, except for the Hua family, the Ling family, the Mo family and Cangyu who would pay attention to the sinking stone island, everyone else's eyes were all focused on Cangyu.

As the patriarch of the demon clan of Xuanwu Continent, the appearance of this man itself carries a halo. Even if the Dragon Empire dominates the four continents, it is really hard to tell the difference when it comes to facing the Xuanwu Continent.

Not to mention Long Yi, the descendant of the dragon clan who once fought this man to the death?

Perhaps the air in the sky was too oppressive and there were too many strong people. Gradually, some people could not stand it anymore and left silently.

As time went by, only four major families, the royal family, the Mo family and the demon clan headed by Cang Yu were left on this vast territory.

Among the four major families, the Lin family and the Xue family ostensibly stood on the side of the royal family. Now that the emperor did not mention leaving, they naturally did not mention leaving.

However, Lin Yutang of the Lin family looked at the sunken Stone Island with a worried look. What he was worried about was naturally his junior fellow apprentice who was said to have landed on the island.

As for Xue Jian, the fourth child in the Xue family, he kept staring at Ling Yun who was standing next to Ling Yi, his eyes full of heartache.

It was a pity that Lingyun never even glanced at him from beginning to end, not even one that showed resentment or indifference, which hurt him deeply.

I thought this confrontation would continue, but I didn't expect that the one who took the initiative to turn around and leave was Mo Yin.

Mo Yin left as soon as he said he would, and with the Obsidian Dragon by his side, he didn't even give them a chance to speak before he disappeared into the clouds.

Long Haotian originally wanted to stay and watch the fun. Of course, the fun came from the Mo family and Cang Yu, but unfortunately, not to mention that Mo Yin didn't even look at that person, even Cang Yu had an unfathomable and incomprehensible expression.

As soon as Mo Yin left, the Ling family and the Hua family followed closely. Helplessly, Long Haotian could only leave passively. There was no other way. If he stayed, there was no guarantee that this unfathomable man would vent his anger on him.

As soon as Long Haotian left, the Lin family and the Xue family had no reason to stay and they withdrew one after another.

After a quarter of an hour, the air regained its calm and clarity.

Cang Yu took a deep breath and leaned lazily on his mount. The people around him immediately came up to him and said, "Your Majesty, are we leaving?"

Cang Yu narrowed his eyes, glanced at him, and sneered, "Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you just go home and reincarnate?"

The man choked and shrank his neck. He didn't know whether to say anything or not to say anything. He was sweating profusely in anxiety, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Cang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him and slowly closed his eyelids: "Why are you in such a hurry? My friend hasn't come back yet, wait!"

Little friend? What little friend? Since when did their master have a little friend in the Dragon Empire?

You know, their venerable left only infinite shadows and hatred to the Dragon Empire. How could he have any friends? Or...

Young friend?

Just like that, they floated in the air, and the eyelids of Ling Yuan, who was staring at them in the floating space, were fighting each other, but no one showed up.

Just when the people around Cangyu thought that their master might be having hysterics, their eyes suddenly widened, with a look as if they were struck by lightning, and stared in amazement at the peerless young man who fell from the sky in front of them.

When Ling Yuan saw the person on the screen clearly, the tea that had just reached his mouth sprayed out without any warning.

"Pfft... No way, this brother just left, how come he's back? Could it be that the person this Cangyu ghost has been waiting for is our handsome brother?"

Gong Ziyan, who was lying on the grass reading a book to kill time, first looked at his sister with disdain, and then snorted without any expression: "Do you think there is an affair between them?"

Ling Yuan threw the teacup in her hand onto the table next to her and nervously approached her sister.

"Adultery? What adultery?"

Gongzi Yan pointed his chin at the screen and said, "You can see for yourself if there is any."

They saw that their brother, the invincible and handsome Mo Yintongxie, who was riding the Obsidian Dragon, first swung his dragon tail forcefully towards Cangyu. The dragon wind was so strong that it moved Cangyu nearly ten meters back. If it weren't for Cangyu's strong willpower, he would have been thrown out of the sky by now.

Now the distance of ten meters is not too far.

But the Obsidian Dragon seemed unsatisfied. Another black dragon swung its tail, rolling up countless clouds. When it was about to hit Cangyu's face, Mo Yin glanced at someone nonchalantly: "Are you so free?" Is he teasing his little black dragon?

Cang Yu pursed his lips in boredom, "If I don't let him vent, how can he let me climb on its back?"

As he said this, he stepped lightly and landed on the back of the Obsidian Dragon. Although the Obsidian Dragon was suppressed by Mo Yin, when it saw Cang Yu, it was like a cat seeing a mouse. Its dragon blood boiled and its dragon scales became as shiny as knives in an instant, as if it could destroy this man with just one move.

Others didn't know Cang Yu's ability, so how could Mo Yin not know it? He immediately patted the dragon head in a soothing manner: "Be good!"

The Obsidian Dragon let out a long roar, its anger reaching all the sky but with nowhere to vent. As a result, when it saw the big men in black cloaks around Cangyu, it flicked its tail without thinking and immediately slapped those men and their mounts away.

The anger was released, the little black dragon hummed, and barely calmed down, floating in the air, motionless.

When the men in black cloaks reappeared in front of Cangyu in an extremely embarrassed posture, Cangyu waved his hand in disgust: "Go wherever it's cool!"

The men in black felt so aggrieved. If they had not received the gaze of their master at the critical moment, how could they have been blown away by this mediocre little black dragon?

I really don’t understand why their master takes such good care of this little black dragon. Doesn’t he and the young man in front of him have a hostile relationship?

"Your little black boy's temper is still as bad as ever!"

Cang Yu looked at the head of the Obsidian Dragon and raised his inky eyebrows. Mo Yin snorted coldly and said without any expression.

"Stop talking nonsense, what are you doing here?"

Cangyu's enchanting face, which was no less handsome than Mo Yin's, was filled with frivolity.

"What are you doing here? I'm here to do the same thing. Why? Since when did this sea area not allow me to come here?"

"No one welcomes you here."

Mo Yin's words were rude, but Cang Yu was not angry at all.

"It doesn't matter. I don't expect to be welcomed by anyone. I just want to come and see you, that's all."

Mo Yin frowned, a cold light flashed across his phoenix eyes: "Haha, who would believe this if you say it out loud? Do you believe it?"

"Yin'er, you have to know that I have never had bad intentions towards you. After all, you are mine,"

"Shut up. Don't think I don't know why you're here. Dugui is your man, and Hong Mei'er is also your man. Now they're both defeated. Your most proud stronghold in the Dragon Empire is now destroyed. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Cang Yu shrugged nonchalantly, "It's ruined, so what? I don't need this one, but your sister."

"So you still remember that this is my sister, Cangyu. You watched her being destroyed without doing anything to save her. How are you going to explain this to my mother?"

Cang Yu curled his lips and smiled evilly: "As her brother, aren't you also unable to save her?"

"But she is yours,"

"Silly child, isn't she your sister?"

"Haha, I, Mo Yin, don't have a traitor sister who sells out her family for fame. From the day she changed her name to Hong Meir, she has no relationship with our Mo family. On the contrary, it was you who was devoted to you and Long Kun. I didn't expect that she would end up like this!"

"I never bother to recycle waste!" Cangyu curled the corners of his lips, looking disapproving.

"Then how are you going to explain this to my mother?"

"Explanation? No, there is no need to explain this matter. After all, the Mo family will definitely not acknowledge someone that you, Mo Yin, do not acknowledge. And your mother, as the goddess of the Mo family, will naturally not acknowledge her either. Therefore, neither Hong Mei'er nor Mo Xiangjun will bring any burden to her."

Mo Yin raised his eyes and looked at him, his brows knitted tighter and tighter, the expression in his eyes became more complicated and changeable: "You are really cold-blooded and disgusting!"

"Yin'er, it's fine if others say that to me, but you, haha, don't forget that you have blood flowing down your body,"

"Cang Yu, just give up. I don't want to have anything to do with you in this life!"

Mo Yin held Hei Chun in one hand, wearing a black robe and with his black hair spread out, but he gave people an imposing and oppressive feeling, domineering and awe-inspiring, as if he was a natural king.

"He will be back in half a year at most, or three months at least. Cang Yu, I hope you can still smile when that time comes!"

Cang Yu curled the corners of his lips, and his eyes fell obscurely on Hei Chun in his arms.

"The Dark Son of the Valley of Doom? I never thought that this little fellow would fall into your hands. It seems that he is determined to fight me to the death. But do you think that the one who was defeated by me more than ten years ago can defeat me sixteen years later?"

"Cang Yu, don't think we don't know why you won more than a decade ago. Do you want to use such a despicable method again? Are all of us foolishly waiting to be deceived by you again?"

Cang Yu took a few steps forward, his handsome face approaching him, and his tone contained a murderous intent that made him angry.

"Haha, you're overthinking things. Sixteen years ago, your Mohist School was still in its heyday, but sixteen years later, one of the heirs of the Mohist School is dead, and the talent of the other one, tsk tsk, is far inferior to yours!"

"With such strength, you still want to fight my demon clan? As for the dragon clan, hehe, Yin'er, I think no one knows Long Yi's situation better than you, right? Tell me, why are you doing this?"

Mo Yin's eyebrows furrowed, and his body suddenly exuded a cold aura like a knife: "Who will win or lose? We will see on the battlefield!"

"You, you bastard, do you know who your real father is?"

A crack finally appeared on Cangyu's face. He looked at Mo Yin, his eyes full of disappointment and unwillingness towards him.

But Mo Yin kept looking at him indifferently, "In my eyes, there are only the Mo family and the dragon clan, and you, since I can remember, you have been the enemy of the entire Mo family. You imprisoned my mother in your demon clan for sixteen years, and you made the four of us brothers and sisters lack family affection since childhood. You are our enemy, and have always been our enemy. Apart from this, you have no second identity in my eyes!"

In an instant, the temperature of the surrounding air began to drop sharply. Cang Yu, who was wearing a black robe, was shrouded in an icy and biting aura because of Mo Yin's words, and the air was filled with murderous intent. Even Hei Chun, the Son of Darkness, couldn't help but frown when he saw it.

"Who is this person, and why does his aura sound so familiar?"

After a moment, a desolate, contemptuous, and mocking voice rang in the air.

"Forget it. Since you insist so much, what if I wait a few more years? After all, Mo Xiangjun is dead, and the remaining one is far less powerful than you. But the Mo family insists on bringing forth something new and bringing forth a female heiress. Haha, then I want to see if this new heir can inherit your mother's legacy!"

"It's not up to you to worry about the future of the Mohist School, Cangyu. The Empire Continent doesn't need you to come over and contribute. When you have nothing to do, you should stay in your Xuanwu Continent and don't come out and hang around!"

His long, slender eyes slightly raised, as if he was enjoying a good show: "I've waited for sixteen years, and another cycle has come. Your Mo family's big show is about to begin. How can I bear to leave! Hahaha, don't worry, I will definitely give you a big gift at this inheritance ceremony!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black robe was thrown away, and he gradually disappeared into the air...

Mo Yin pursed his lips, and his hands in his sleeves had been clenched tightly together at some point. His cold eyes drifted thoughtfully in the direction where Cang Yu disappeared.

After about a quarter of an hour, he gradually withdrew his gaze, looked at the peaceful surroundings, and said unhappily.

"How long do you plan to continue watching the fun?"

In a moment, two figures, one black and one white, appeared on Mo Yin's left and right, shouting in unison: "Brother!"

Mo Yin glanced at them coldly: "Have you had enough fun?"

Ling Yuan looked at him with an aggrieved expression: "Brother, what do you mean by enough fun? I'm obviously working very hard!"