Immemorial War God

Just as Mo Haoran was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and all of the power in his body dissipated. Master Fang's sword directly pierced through his back, but it was not enough to completely kill him.    

"Crack!"    

Mo Feng expressionlessly grabbed Mo Haoran's head and twisted it. Now, they were completely dead!    

"Bam!"    

Allowing Mo Haoqian to fall on the ground, Mo Feng lifted his leg and walked over. Master Fang's eyes flashed as he looked at his back, then followed him.    

"Disperse. Who dares to mention a single word of what happened today? Die!" Mo Shaoqian bellowed, and turned to leave.    

A cold wind blew, all the guards looked at Mo Hao Quan's body, their bodies turning cold, they turned to look at Mo Feng's back with a complicated expression, and turned to leave. If the Mo family changed, who was going to control the Immersion?    

When Mo Shaoqian returned to his pavilion, he was extremely moved. Mo Feng had already grown to an extent that he couldn't even imagine, and it was even more impossible for him to imagine Mo Feng's future achievements.    

So many people had died today, all of them were the Hand-Owner of the Mo Family. He too felt grief in his heart, but he did not feel pity.    

Today, the Mo family had lost a lot of their power, so Mo Shaoqian was not worried about the Mo family's future. With Mo Feng there, the Mo family would only become stronger and stronger.    

"Uncle!" At this time, Mo Dingxuan appeared out of nowhere. Seeing that Mo Shaoqian was the only one who had returned, there were no other figures on his left or right, his face was filled with confusion.    

"Third Uncle, where's Mo Feng?" Mo Shaoqian told her to wait here, and after saving Mo Feng, he told her to quickly leave with Mo Feng. Now that Mo Shaoqian had returned alone, Mo Feng was afraid that he had to leave.    

Mo Dingxuan staggered backwards, her face was pale white, and she could not help but feel a wave of sorrow in her heart, as though she had lost something extremely important.    

"Idiot, why are you staying at the Mo family? Can't you leave earlier?" His eyes were starting to turn red as he cursed silently in his heart.    

Mo Shaoqian had just finished lamenting in his heart, but seeing Mo Dingxuan's weird expression, he couldn't help but laugh. This girl, what was she thinking about all by herself?    

"Silly girl, Mo Feng is fine." Mo Shaoqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

"What?" Mo Dingxuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head.    

"I said, Mo Feng is fine, he has returned to his own pavilion safely." Mo Shaoqian smiled.    

"Really?" Mo Dingxuan still could not believe it and asked. Mo Shaoqian nodded his head. A relaxed and joyous smile appeared on his face, but it did not last long as he retracted it.    

"Third Uncle, didn't you say that it is dangerous?" Didn't you say that you wouldn't be able to come back? How could that guy just go back when he has nothing else to do? "    

Mo Shaoqian was startled, and explained what had happened in the Secret Realm. After Mo Dingxuan heard this, her mouth opened wide in surprise.    

"The clan still has a Secret Realm ruin?" Mo Feng has become so powerful? "    

Mo Shaoqian smiled and nodded, then explained it to Mo Dingxuan.    

After understanding everything, Mo Dingxuan was completely stunned. So there were still so many things that she did not understand, and Mo Feng's methods had even surpassed her imagination.    

"This guy is a killing demon king."    

"Master, do you have any other instructions?" Halfway there, Master Fang cupped his fists and said to Mo Feng. Mo Feng pondered for a while, then said:    

"You can stay in the Mo family for a few days now."    

"Yes."    

"Master, your injuries ?" Master Fang worriedly looked at Mo Feng. Previously, he was so shocked that he didn't notice the pale face of Mo Feng and the wounds on his back.    

"A small matter."    

Mo Feng shrugged his shoulders, called for a random guard and arranged for him to go inside the Master Fang, while he himself returned to his own small loft. Halfway there, Mo Feng changed into a new set of clothes, in case Xin Ya would be worried.    

"Young Master."    

Returning to the attic, Xin Ya came out to welcome him. Seeing that Mo Feng was still alive, he heaved a sigh of relief. During the days while Mo Feng was gone, her heart had been beating quickly.    

Mo Feng smiled and nodded, rubbed Xin Ya's little head, then walked into the pavilion, only to see that it was empty.    

"Xin Ya, where are they?"    

"Young Master, Quanshen and Young Master Qiu Qian have left." Xin Ya replied. Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, as long as they were fine, as for what they wanted to do, he would not control them.    

Returning to his room, Mo Feng immediately began to heal his injuries. Although he had killed Mo Zongping and the others this time, he had also paid a heavy price.    

The Mo Family was in a mess right now. Mo Shaoqian used his iron blooded methods to clean up the Mo Family and exterminate all the traitors in the family.    

After that, the Mo family lost at least 20% of their power. However, the Mo family now was not something other families could covet, and the family was more united with the fear of the Master Fang.    

Five days later, Mo Feng opened his eyes and felt his entire body relax. His injuries had recovered by about seventy to eighty percent, and his fifty times cultivating speed had also increased his healing speed by many times.    

After eating his fill, he walked to the Inner Academy in large strides to chat with Mo Shaoqian about his family's matters.    

As soon as he arrived at the inner courtyard, he saw that a certain pavilion was bustling with noise and excitement. Many disciples of the Mo family were surrounding the pavilion, and the pavilion was filled with people.    

"What's going on?" one of the guards asked. Seeing that it was Mo Feng, the guard's heart jumped, he had seen everything that happened in the forbidden grounds.    

"Young Master Mo Feng, they are asking the Master Fang for help in inscribing formations." The guard replied respectfully. Mo Feng nodded, he looked at the direction of the pavilion and smiled, Master Fang was truly popular.    

"It's alright, you can go now."    

"Yes." The guard heaved a long sigh of relief. Looking at the bright smile on Mo Feng's face, he suddenly had an illusion. It was as if the person who killed Mo Haoran was not him.    

Mo Feng hesitated for a moment before turning around and heading back to the pavilion. It was time for Liu Ruiying's treatment, and it was time for Master Fang to return.    

"Mo Feng is here."    

The crowd burst into an uproar. Seeing that Mo Feng had given way to him and seeing the surprise or admiration on his face, they all knew that Master Fang was Mo Feng's disciple.    

Mo Feng entered the pavilion without any obstruction, and the crowd discussed softly.    

"Master Fang is so powerful, I will enjoy his words for the rest of my life. I really can't understand why he would take Mo Feng as his master."    

"That's right, just what kind of ability does Mo Feng have to be able to make a person like the Master Fang submit to him?"    

Inside the pavilion, many disciples surrounded Master Fang and asked.    

"Master Fang, do you know if I have any talent in drawing formations?"    

"Master Fang, I couldn't figure out the pattern you gave me yesterday. Am I not gifted in it?"    

"Master Fang, I do not understand anything about this place.    

The Master Fang seemed very kind as he continued to ask questions and answered them one by one.    

"Look at this!"    

"Master Fang."    

A familiar voice called out, causing Master Fang to be startled and immediately stop answering, he stood up and saw Mo Feng walking in, a smile plastered on his face, and he immediately stood up to welcome him.    

"Master."