"What is this Black Tower all about?"

After calming the Ancestor King's emotions, Mo Wangchen finally opened his mouth to ask.

"This is the Demon Suppression Tower of our Divine Scale Clan, it is an Ancestor Artifact, millennia ago..."

The Ancestor King steadied his mind, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, recounting the events to Mo Wangchen in detail.

Only after listening, did Mo Wangchen fully understand.

It turned out that ten thousand years ago, a terrible Soul Spirit suddenly appeared in the land of the Divine Scale Clan.

That Soul Spirit started a massacre here, and if not for the Ancestor King emerging in time and using the Black Tower to suppress it, who knows how many people would have died.

"Release it, this is Yuntian, I will guide him into reincarnation." Eventually, Mo Wangchen said thus.

"Is it Demon Venerable?!"

Upon hearing his words, the Ancestor King's face first froze, and then he was immediately filled with astonishment.

The name of Yao Yuntian, let alone him, how many in the present Daluo Heaven Realm would not know?

He was a figure who amazed an era thirty thousand years ago, the king of the Sky Demon Clan, contributing greatly to the dark turmoil of the past.

Unfortunately, he ultimately met an unfortunate demise.

The Ancestor King was unaware that the Soul Spirit he had suppressed in the tower ten thousand years ago was actually the former Demon Venerable, Yao Yuntian!

If he had known, he would have certainly informed Jing Yun and Gu Wei on the Holy Mountain long ago.

"Mo Venerable, forgive me, I was unaware..."

He felt a bit worried, as Yao Yuntian was once Mo Wangchen's disciple and the junior brother of Yu Venerable, but now his soul had been suppressed in the tower for ten thousand years, fearing Mo Wangchen's blame.

"No matter, Yuntian has fallen, and his soul already lacks the memories of the past. If you hadn't suppressed him, who knows how many beings would have died at his hands." Mo Wangchen waved his hand.

Hearing this, the Ancestor King breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Mo Venerable, please wait a moment, I will release the soul of the Demon Venerable now."

In the past, behind the Mo Pavilion, there was a place of extreme cold. It was rumored that there was an entrance to the Netherworld there, and the Ancestor King naturally knew that Mo Wangchen indeed had the ability to guide souls into reincarnation, but later, after he left, that entrance ceased to exist.

"Wow!"

As soon as the Ancestor King spoke those words, around them, the gathered people of the Divine Scale Clan were immediately in an uproar, each showing a look of horror.

"Ancestor King, the tower must not be opened, there is a Great Demon Soul inside!" Someone exclaimed, a person who had survived from ten thousand years ago and personally experienced the event.

"Mo Venerable is here, what are you afraid of, truly disgraceful." The Ancestor King snorted coldly, chiding them.

He then ignored the people and headed toward the Black Tower.

Seeing this, the people of the Divine Scale Clan became even more terrified.

They didn't know Mo Wangchen's background, nor why the Ancestor King trusted this person so much.

The Great Demon Soul in the tower had once descended upon the Divine Scale Clan, and it had taken great effort to suppress it.

The people backed away, if not for the Ancestor King's presence, they would have longed to flee from the clan lands without daring to linger.

"Buzz..."

They saw the Ancestor King's finger stretching out, and instantly, the Black Tower shook violently, then split open from the waist into two halves.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, a fierce wind howled, and the demonic energy filling the clan area became even more terrifying.

A semi-transparent figure emerged from the separated tower, his body wrapped in boundless black demonic energy, like a divine demon from Hell, making it impossible to see his appearance, no wonder the Ancestor King did not recognize him.

"Boom boom boom..."

As soon as this figure appeared, the terrible demonic energy enveloped the hearts of everyone like ten thousand mountains, causing their breathing to choke.

Mo Wangchen sighed; this Soul Spirit had no memories, only endless slaughter.

He feared Yao Yuntian causing harm and had to act immediately.

"Swish!"

With a step in mid-air, in an instant, he appeared in front of the ferocious Soul Spirit.

"Buzz..."

Mo Wangchen extended a finger, pointing between the man's brows.

In an instant, the void trembled, the vast purple-black demonic energy as if summoned, surged towards this point.

Then, all this demonic energy flowed through Mo Wangchen's finger, entering Yao Yuntian's brow.

The terrifying demonic energy filling the void gradually condensed at this moment and finally dissipated.

"Master..."

The black fog around Yao Yuntian completely vanished, and his blood-red eyes, like those of a divine demon, gradually returned to normal.

Staring at Mo Wangchen, he was dazed for a long moment, until finally, tears formed from soul power welled up in his eyes and dropped, kneeling in the void.

"Master, where have you been all these years..."

Yao Yuntian couldn't help but sob, no longer bearing the image of the former Demon Venerable, now kneeling before Mo Wangchen like a child.

"Your Three Souls and Seven Spirits are incomplete, without a Holy Artifact to contain you, you can't remain in this world for long. When I find your other soul fragments, I will guide you into reincarnation at once..."

Mo Wangchen sighed, his face filled with unspeakable emotion. For him, it was merely over two years, but for Yuyu and these disciples, it was as distant as tens of thousands of years.

All these years, they had been searching for him, always waiting for his return.

Afterward, Mo Wangchen borrowed the Black Tower from the Ancestor King to serve as a place for Yao Yuntian's soul to reside. He did not immediately guide this soul into reincarnation but planned to find the Three Souls and Seven Spirits of the Heavenly Sea Saint and then send him off.

Before leaving, Mo Wangchen released the power of his Divine Status, allowing the Ancestor King and several other experts of the Divine Scale Clan to sense this divine power for a few days.

This was the 'price' for Yao Yuntian's previous actions against the Divine Scale Clan and Mo Wangchen borrowing the Black Tower willingly.

He was atoning on behalf of Yao Yuntian!

Yuyu self-cut his Dao path, and snow fell for a full three years, dissolving the restrictions of Heaven and Earth, significantly altering the Law and order. For future generations, this meant the hope of Becoming God. It could be said that Mo Wangchen allowing the Ancestor King and others to feel the power of the Divine Status had great benefits for them as well.

"Mo Venerable's kindness, my Divine Scale Clan has no way to repay!"

Seven days later, Mo Wangchen departed, with the Ancestor King and a group of experts from the Divine Scale Clan seeing him off. In the past, the Ancestor King transformed into form within the Mo Pavilion. Without Mo Wangchen's assistance then, the likelihood of him successfully transforming must have been less than thirty percent.

Now, his return brought the message of the possibility of Becoming God to the world, and further allowed them to experience the divine power for a few days, which was undoubtedly a tremendous grace.

"Yuyu's soul cannot be divined..."

That day, Mo Wangchen stood atop a great mountain, gazing at the endless Heavenly Vault, seemingly trying to see through the vast starry sky.

After leaving the Divine Scale Clan, he had attempted to divine the whereabouts of Yuyu's Soul Spirit, but seemingly there was some power invisibly preventing him from doing so, leaving Mo Wangchen unable to discover anything.

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