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Chapter 602 Zixiao Palace?
That's exactly what they realized.

Hu Qicai changed his mind at the last minute.

He had come to realize that Mo Shanyuan was far more cold-blooded than he had imagined.

His fondness and high regard for his children were based on the premise that they were of high quality.

Mo Xuan was exceptional enough in the past, so naturally he was the other party's favorite offspring.

But it's different now.

Mo Xuan was defeated, and by his own blood brother Mo Ming.

In comparison.

The originally outstanding Mo Xuan lost his value and was abandoned by Mo Shan without hesitation.

But that's normal; emotions are an indispensable part of any intelligent being.

However, even in an infinitely immortal life, emotions inevitably tend to gradually fade.

As people often say, the older you get, the more you can "let go".

That's often because of too much experience.

This is especially true for beings like Moshan, who have lived for countless years.

Only things related to his own interests can touch his already calm and unmoved heart.

The more powerful offspring belong to one category.

"I really didn't expect that you could refine that Golden-Winged Roc's essence blood so quickly!"

It seems you've perfectly inherited this talent for devouring the heavens and earth!

Mo Shan chuckled softly.

A strange look appeared in his eyes.

Under his gaze, Hu Qi's aura seemed to have increased again after swallowing Mo Xuan's divine soul.

One of the Golden-Winged Roc's talents is the ability to devour the heavens and the earth, even swallowing true dragons and refining all things in the world for its own use.

He does possess this ability.

As someone who had cultivated to the Dao Fruit Realm, Mo Shan's original Golden-Winged Roc bloodline was no less than Mo Xuan's, and even surpassed it.

Naturally, one can also utilize this talent.

However, the power it displayed was nowhere near that of Huqi.

This is the first time I've seen it presented so intuitively.

No wonder the opponent was able to defeat Mo Xuan, one of the Ten Sons, despite only being a newly ascended True God.

"Alright, this place is inconvenient, let's find another place to have a proper talk."

Mo Shan glanced at Mo Xuan's headless corpse on the ground, and with a casual wave of his hand, the corpse disappeared without a trace as if swallowed by the void.

The next moment, a ray of light enveloped the two figures, and they vanished from their spot as if they had never existed.

……

Subsequently, time resumed its flow in this world.

In the distance, the astonishment and shock on everyone's faces remained frozen.

You must know that this is Mo Xuan, the core chief, an almost invincible existence among those of the same level, and certainly not some mediocre person.

Yet this very person was severely injured and on the verge of death in just a few moves by Mo Ming, an unknown figure who had just broken through to the True God realm, and the situation was even worse.

This is simply invincible.

From this day forward, the name Mo Ming will surely resound throughout the entire Northern Heaven Domain.

However, soon, someone noticed that something was wrong.

He darted closer to investigate and discovered that the two people in the scene had long since disappeared, leaving only a deep crater that looked like a meteorite impact.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, puzzled. In everyone's sight, the two seemed to have simply vanished.

But in an instant, many disciples seemed to realize something, their expressions revealing a hint of understanding.

They realized that it was likely an elder from Spirit Prison Mountain who had intervened.

After all, there were quite a few True God Realm beings among the onlookers.

Only the Dao Lord can disappear right under everyone's noses without leaving a trace.

Zhang Chen, who had been standing at the rear, gradually became serious.

He clearly sensed that Mo Xuan's aura had completely disappeared.

There are only two possible explanations for this situation: either the other party is dead, or they were rescued by a Dao Lord-level being.

But neither of these options is actually a good thing for him.

Mo Xuan is no longer the focus.

The key point is Hu Qi.

As someone who could easily crush Mo Xuan, the opponent could also defeat him in a sense.

This can be seen from the strange looks that the disciples around occasionally cast at you.

In this regard.

Zhang Chen was surprisingly calm, showing little reaction.

Because he knows it's true, and he tries to put himself in the other person's shoes.

Recalling the golden-winged roc that Hu Qi had just transformed into, it seemed like the real Hu Qi had crossed over from ancient times.

Faced with that power, and the ability and means of transforming into the Primordial Golden-Winged Roc.

Even if he used every trick in the book, he could never be his match.

Moreover, the fact that the other party could reach this level clearly indicates that the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Roc has been refined. Although it is unknown how the other party did it, this is already a fact.

There's no point in staying here any longer; the other side has completely matured.

It is no longer possible to plunder the other party's essence and blood.

His next thought should be how to defeat his opponent.

"Mo Ming..."

He slowly clenched his fists under his sleeves, never expecting such a person to appear at this crucial time.

His opponent will undoubtedly become his strongest rival in the struggle for the position of Dao Child.

Subsequently.

He did not linger in the same spot.

Turned around and left here.

He understands.

If they want to retain their position as Holy Son, they must compete for the only Dao Son spot in the Northern Heaven Domain.

He only has one path left to take.

That is to advance to the Dao Lord level before the deadline.

only if.

Only then can he defeat his opponent.

……

Heaven and earth are turned upside down.

The surrounding environment was blurry, but when it became clear again, Hu Qi and his companion emerged from the deep pit next to a wooden pavilion.

In the distance, towering black mountains rise like inverted cliffs, shrouded in mist, with unknown birds circling and flying, and the cries of monkeys echoing through the forest.

This place is Mofeng.

Hu Qi remained calm in the face of this situation.

This method is merely an application of space, and it's nothing to the Dao Lord.

At this moment, Hu Qi looked at Mo Shan, who was sitting upright to one side.

"I wonder why the Grand Elder brought me here?! Could it be to avenge Mo Xuan?"

Hu Qi regained his composure, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed.

His tone seemed calm.

However, if you listen carefully, you will find a hint of resentment hidden within it.

Mo Shan smiled slightly, without giving a direct answer.

His gaze seemed to penetrate Hu Qi's body, revealing his inner essence.

He then said...

"Mo Ming, my child, you are very good! Your excellence far exceeds my expectations."

As he spoke, he reached out and patted Hu Qi on the shoulder.

A faint, extremely subtle power entered Hu Qi's body, then circulated around and disappeared.

He had many children.

Aside from a few outstanding individuals, he didn't care much about the others, as long as they weren't dead.

However, even if one doesn't care, for the Dao Lord, having a photographic memory is nothing special.

It's also very easy to pronounce its name.

At this moment, he didn't care about Hu Qi's awkward performance. He paused for a moment and asked.

"Could it be... that you're still blaming your father for what happened to your mother?"

As a man with thousands of offspring, Mo Shan naturally had more than one wife and concubines.

Among them are mortals, various strange beasts, and even other living beings.

However, Mo Shan never showed any affection for these women. He would simply keep them in captivity after their children were born, and then ignore them completely.

If a comparison must be made, it is like the imperial harem of a human dynasty, or even more so. Not all women are qualified or capable of giving birth to the bloodline of a Dao Lord; they must at least possess considerable cultivation.

Mo Ming's mother was originally the sect leader of a small sect in the Northern Heaven Domain, and her cultivation level was only at the initial Apostle level.

During one of her outings, she was spotted by Mo Shan and forcibly abducted.

At that time, Mo Shan had just ascended to the position of Dao Lord. Although the two had a child, Mo Ming, after their union, it also drained most of her vital energy.

She was ostracized and suppressed, and passed away when Mo Ming was ten years old.

It was this past event that became an obsession that the original owner could never resolve.

Hu Qi's current state perfectly matches Mo Ming's expected reaction and emotions.

"How could that be? Mo Ming would never dare to blame the Grand Elder!"

Hu Qi answered.

However, his expression looked somewhat stiff.

"What happened to your mother occurred during my seclusion."

Although I didn't cause it myself, I can't escape responsibility for oversight... but the real culprit is someone else.

As soon as Mo Shan finished speaking, he lightly lifted his fingertips.

A ray of clear light flowed from his sleeve and condensed into a halo in the air.

As the halo faded, a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes was already standing to one side.

The woman had bright eyes and white teeth, and her skin was like jade. She looked very young, no more than sixteen years old.

She wore a moon-white brocade gauze dress, and her movements were accompanied by shimmering light.

A simple white magnolia hairpin adorned her dark hair, and two perfectly round pearls hung from her earlobes.

The most distinctive feature is the seven-colored knotted sash tied around the waist, adorned with tiny silver bells.

She possesses both the charming innocence of a young girl and a cool, aloof air about her.

In terms of looks alone, she is absolutely top-notch.

The woman was startled by the change in her surroundings. She paused for a moment, and when she saw Mo Shan's face clearly, a shimmering light instantly appeared in her eyes.

She parted her red lips.

"Is the master missing her?"

As she spoke, she tried to step forward, only to find herself bound in place by an invisible force.

"Master, what are you doing?! It's me, Yuan'er!"

The woman looked somewhat surprised.

A sense of foreboding rose in my heart.

"This woman is named Chu Yuan. She is Mo Xuan's biological mother and also the murderer who indirectly caused your mother's death. How to deal with her is entirely up to you."

As soon as Mo Shan finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved.

A picture appeared in mid-air.

It was the scene from back then when Chu Yuan murdered Mo Ming's birth mother.

Hu Qi's face darkened, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Yet, my heart remained calm and undisturbed.

After all, the person who passed away in the picture was Mo Ming's mother, and had nothing to do with him.

It was only shown to Mo Shan.

Mo Shan's many wives and concubines were mostly placed in his inner world to live, as were his children.

Only when they reach a certain age will they be sent out of the inner world and become disciples of Lingyu Mountain.

Therefore, although the original owner nominally had thousands of brothers and sisters, if the members in the inner world are included, the actual number must be far greater than that.

"Master, you can't do this to me! I'm Xuan'er's own mother, I..."

The woman's face was deathly pale, and her voice trembled.

Now that things have come to this, how could she not understand?

Mo Shan intended to hand her over and leave her to be disposed of at will.

She didn't recognize Hu Qi, after all, Mo Ming had changed quite a bit since he grew up.

However, she recognized Mo Ming's birth mother.

Originally, this was just a minor matter, after all, quite a few of Mo Shan's wives and concubines had died at her hands over the years.

Mo Shan himself turned a blind eye to this and didn't bother with it at all.

All of this was because she had an extremely promising son.

But Moshan's words today have explained everything.

She has been abandoned.

"Killing him is acceptable?"

Hu Qi suddenly spoke.

Mo Shan simply nodded slightly.

Chu Yuan trembled and screamed, "You dare touch me! My son will never let you get away with this..."

"I'm afraid that won't work."

Hu Qi interrupted Chu Yuan in a calm tone.

"Because your son was just killed by me too."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck out with his palm.

--boom!

Although Chu Yuan possessed the cultivation level of the late-stage Apostle Realm, making her a formidable expert in the outside world, she was utterly powerless against Hu Qi.

Furthermore, given their physical limitations, they had no way to avoid it.

With a single palm strike, her body exploded on the spot, splattering blood everywhere.

However, before the filthy blood could even hit the ground, an invisible force had already crushed it all, turning it, along with its remnant soul and shattered spirit, into nothingness.

Hu Qi stared at the empty space in front of him, a look of satisfaction at having avenged his great enemy appearing on his face at just the right moment.

Then I looked at Moshan.

Opened his mouth.

"Thank you!"

He seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying the word "father" but didn't say it.

"Alright, there's no need to be so polite with me. This is what I owe you and your son."

I have summoned you here today because I have important matters to discuss with you.

Mo Shan took in the whole scene just now, and instead of showing any emotion, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

He seemed quite pleased with Hu Qi's actions.

Before Hu Qi could respond, he changed the subject, speaking calmly as usual:

"You should know about the struggle for the Dao Child of the Northern Heaven Domain, right?"

"Daozi? I know a little about him."

Hu Qi's eyes flickered slightly.

Based on the original owner's memories and the information he had recently researched, he was not unfamiliar with this title.

The so-called Dao Child is someone whose talent and strength are unparalleled among their peers in a region, and whose future is limitless.

It is the goal of countless practitioners.

Hu Qi truthfully recounted the information he knew.

Mo Shan shook his head.

"What you know is too one-sided. The real benefit of becoming a Dao Child is that you can go to the core place to listen to the Dao."

When the words 'hear the word' are mentioned.

Even his calm tone couldn't help but show a slight fluctuation.

"To hear the Dao in the core area?"

Hu Qi's eyes flashed.

A spark of interest immediately arose in my heart.

"good."

Mo Shan nodded slightly and continued:
"Every ten eras, the Zixiao Palace in the core area will open its gates to impart the Great Dao."

At that time, all the Dao disciples from various celestial realms will be qualified to attend and listen.

The next sermon will take place a thousand years from now.

aside.

When the words "Zixiao Palace" reached his ears, Hu Qi's heart trembled.

Zixiao Palace?
This name is very famous.

It's a coincidence in the name.

Or... is it the Zixiao Palace that he knows?
Since everything in the lower dimensions is a reflection of the real world, if this palace is truly that palace, then what kind of being is the one sitting inside preaching?

Could it be... a True Spirit level expert?!

There are True Spirits in this world, and quite a few of them. At least he saw no fewer than six in the Golden-Winged Roc bloodline scene earlier.

This is just a fleeting glimpse into the bloodline scene.

Whether this includes all True Spirit level beings remains unknown.

(End of this chapter)