Lord Holy Sword is unreliable again.

Ink Etching!

With just one glance, Wang Hong knew that the person in front of him must be Mo Jie's father, Mo Shi!

The two of them have such a similar aura and appearance!

At this moment, Mo Shi no longer possessed the slightest bit of the imposing presence of a Nascent Soul expert.

He was covered in blood, his black robe tattered, and his exposed skin was covered in cracks. His pupils were dilated, clearly symptoms of severe damage to his consciousness and loss of awareness!

Mo Shi was filled with doubt and surprise. That perverted smile, the smug look, and the unique aura were clearly those of his beloved youngest son!

Could it be that Mo Jie faked his death?

"Walk!"

Without much thought, Mo Shi lifted Wang Hong up and transformed into a streak of light, flying out of the city.

Ji Duanyi was overwhelmed by the immense pressure of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator and could only watch helplessly as Wang Hong was taken away by that person.

The battle at the ancestral hall must be over! But why didn't Lu Wantang come out to pursue them?

Now that her father is engaged in a fierce battle outside the city, she dares not send him any messages. In a battle at the Nascent Soul stage, any interference could lead to defeat!

Wang Hong, please don't let anything happen to you...

With its broken wing burning in its dantian, it suddenly soared into the sky and flew towards the ancestral hall.

......

Mo Shi was severely injured and delirious at this moment. The battle at the ancestral hall almost killed him.

In battles at the Nascent Soul stage, the most terrifying thing is when it's silent and stealthy!

It's all the fault of those old fogies in the Elders' Council!

If he hadn't received a secret order from the Dragon Clan and made preparations in advance, he would have suffered an even more crushing defeat today!

And that brat who discovered the secret of the Xiaoyao Pavilion! My beloved eldest son, Mo Jie, is even more likely to die at his hands!

Fortunately, I found my eldest son. I need to take him back to the clan to inherit my estate as soon as possible!

Conflicting messages clashed wildly in his mind, and a severe headache struck, making it almost impossible for him to think.

He groaned and nearly fell from the sky.

Wang Hong was so overwhelmed by Mo Shi's Nascent Soul aura that he couldn't lift his head. The contradictory information not only caused Mo Shi's brain to crash, but Wang Hong's CPU was also overheating!

Did Mo Shi not know that Mo Jie was dead?

Impossible! The Qing Clan must have a strict intelligence system. Mo Jie's death must have been known to the Qing Clan before, otherwise they could not have hidden it for ten thousand years!

Is Mo Shi putting on an act? Trying to trick me into revealing the information I need?

The shield of the city-sealing formation drew closer and closer, accompanied by earth-shattering roars. Wang Hong saw the figures of numerous divine beasts.

They were all unleashing powerful divine abilities, fighting in the sky.

After an afternoon of bloody battle, the battlefield was extremely fierce, with the blood of the divine beasts flying everywhere, staining the earth red.

Outside Starship City, the army stretched as far as the eye could see, relentlessly attacking the city walls.

The corpses on the ground were piled up like mountains; it was hard to imagine how many people had died today.

Suddenly, a face that terrified Wang Hong appeared before his eyes.

Huang Ji!

"Ink Erosion? What are you doing? Come with me right now!"

Huang Ji looked shocked and furious.

After fighting for so long, the city-sealing formation was finally activated, but there was still no movement from inside the Xiaoyao Pavilion. He had already concluded that the battle would be lost, so he recalled all the members of the Earthly Fiend Army.

The Earthly Fiend Army has more important tasks than this; they can't waste all their energy on this!

Seeing Mo Shi escape from Xiaoyao Pavilion now means that the battle in Xingzhou City has been completely lost.

A large number of figures appeared around Mo Shi, their faces filled with anger, and there was a constant stream of curses.

As the gong sounded, a grand voice that resounded throughout the entire Starship City declared, "That's enough for today. Consider yourself lucky. We will definitely seek your guidance again another day."

The city-sealing formation was closed, and the army on the ground retreated in an orderly manner, while the Golden Core experts in the sky stood at the forefront of the army to reinforce the retreat!

Wang Hong dared not look Huang Ji in the eye, fearing that he would be exposed, as the holy sword within his body had aroused Huang Ji's great covetousness!

Despite being surrounded by powerful beings at the Nascent Soul Realm and above, Mo Shi showed no fear. "You bunch of trash! If I hadn't been forced to activate the core formation, how could I have failed!"

An old man's face turned cold: "Hmph! The Free and Unfettered Pavilion is the most important part of this operation. We've been fighting bitterly outside the city, yet the sacrificial array hasn't been activated yet!"

"So many powerful figures have come from the Dragon Court! If it weren't for your Mo Jie's incompetence in handling the matter, which led to the exposure of the Free and Unfettered Pavilion, this operation would not have failed!" Another old man said, pointing at Wang Hong.

"The Great Shaman led us to turn the tide and finally activated the city-sealing formation, but unexpectedly, you dragged us down with him!"

Mo Shi's divine sense suddenly trembled. "You bunch of old trash! Today should have been the home ground of my Holy Clan, but we were led by the nose by the enemy and driven out of the city. What, are you feeling sorry for the innocent civilians in the city?"

He struggled to suppress his ragged breath and sneered, "When did you become so soft-hearted?"

"You coward who fears death, deserting in the face of battle, yet you still have the nerve to criticize us!" Another old man said angrily.

"Enough!" Sima Qing suddenly roared, "Our Holy Clan's current predicament is all due to your internal strife! I beg the Great Shaman to make the final decision!"

"Shut up, all of you! This isn't over yet! All of you, step back! Anyone who spreads rumors and sows discord among our troops will be thrown into the Holy Clan's prison!" a dignified old man roared.

After saying that, he turned to Huang Ji and ordered, "Huang Ji, take the Right Protector down to heal his injuries!"

"Yes, sir!"

Mo Shi was enveloped by Huang Ji's power of silence, his figure flickering as he arrived at a secret place a thousand miles away from Starship City.

Huang Ji used a secret technique to gradually stabilize Mo Shi's consciousness. Seeing that Mo Shi had regained his senses, he asked, "Brother Mo, what exactly happened inside the Xiaoyao Pavilion?"

Mo Shi took out a colorless pill from his pocket, fed it to his mouth, and his consciousness immediately recovered considerably.

"I sensed something amiss in the Xiaoyao Pavilion and lost contact with Lu Feng, the chieftain of the Northern Fox Clan, so I immediately went there." Mo Shi's face was deathly pale, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.

"Who knew that Qingyan was even earlier than me? He set up an ambush in the Xiaoyao Pavilion. The Xiaoyao Pavilion is the abode of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, where the secrets of heaven are hidden. After I entered the Xiaoyao Pavilion, I was ambushed by Qingyan and my divine sense was damaged in that formation."

A flash of anger appeared in Huang Ji's vertical pupils. "This Qing Yan is indeed cunning and treacherous. No wonder he was appointed as the lord of a city by the Dragon Court with only the strength of a Golden Core cultivator!"

"Qingyan's spiritual strength is no weaker than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator! After I broke the formation, I severely injured Qingyan to the point of near death with a single blow, but unexpectedly, Lu Wantang then entered and engaged in a battle of spiritual power with me."

"At the crucial moment of the battle of souls, those old guys actually transmitted their voices to me, ordering me to forcibly activate the sacrificial array!" Mo Shi's tone revealed helplessness.

Huang Ji's face darkened with anger: "What?! These old bastards dare to do this! Being interfered with during a battle of souls will definitely put you at a disadvantage!"

"My divine sense was already damaged, and now I was even more powerless. So I took a desperate gamble and forcibly activated the restrictions in the Free and Unfettered Pavilion. But Lu Wantang burned her divine soul and interrupted me with her innate divine power! Although I shattered her divine sense, I also suffered a backlash!"

Huang Ji understood everything. He gently patted Mo Shi's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, although the two of us don't have absolute authority in the Holy Clan, we're not people who can be messed with!"

Mo Shi felt helpless. He was seriously injured at the moment, and those old bastards couldn't wait for him to die so they could inherit his property. Now he could only rely on Huang Ji, that cold and venomous snake!

With these old fogies around, it's inevitable that the Holy Race will fall apart and become disloyal!

"With Brother Huang here, I can rest assured!" Mo Shi suddenly changed the subject, looked at Wang Hong, and grabbed Wang Hong's hand, saying, "Fortunately, this good-for-nothing of mine is still here. Although I've made a big mistake, at least the two of us brothers can support each other from now on!"

Looking at Mo Shi's expression, Wang Hong knew that he did not know that Mo Fa was dead. No, Mo Fa was not dead. His Ji Yuan Core was still jumping around in the "prison"!

Although he was terrified, a thought still came to mind: at this moment, the three of them, Mo Shi and his father, were finally reunited!

Mo Jie's remains are still in the treasure vault; I wonder if we can make use of them...