[400-600] MY SWORD INTENT CAN BE INFINITELY IMPROVED

Chapter 413: The Despair of the Mo Lou

Translator: Daoist6fubtiW

“My name is Su Yang.”

“Little friend, you can call me Mo Lou.”

“Then Senior Mo, what do you think of this cosmic war?”

“The fight for benefits has nothing to do with right or wrong. It’s only about life and death.”

“That makes sense.”

“Then what do you think, young friend?”

“The Great Dao is all about fighting.”

“Little friend, you’ve seen it very clearly. It’s just a competition of who’s better.”

In the wilderness, an evil man and a person walked slowly.

Occasionally, they would chat, and their tone was not sharp.

An impossible scene appeared.

This scene was very strange.

During this period, other cultivators appeared and were sent away by Su Yang.

Evil Gods appeared and were sent away by the old man.

No one broke the peace.

There were also no fools who did not listen to advice and insisted on causing trouble.

Cultivating to this realm, his strength was already not weak, and he had even experienced who knew how many hardships.

Those who were not smart would have died long ago.

Those who were smart could tell what was going on at a glance. Naturally, they slipped away and did not dare to stay any longer.

Not to mention looking for trouble.

That’s not looking for trouble, that’s courting death Time passed quietly.

Time passed quickly, and many things happened.

As the decisive battle began, after a period of time.

The Saint of the Immortal Realm suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The Saint that existed among the Evil Gods… Not only thirteen!

But… Tens of millions of years ago, they had investigated that there were only thirteen Saint in the four-dimensional world where the Evil Gods lived.

They had collected information through various channels and confirmed it thousands of times…

In their opinion, it was definitely not wrong.

The situation of the higher-ups of the evil gods was similar to theirs. They were all 13 Sacred Sovereigns.

In other words, there were more experts below the Saint than them.

There was a saying that everyone below the Saint was an ant…

They did not care how big the gap between them and the Saint was.

That was why they started the war in the universe and dragged the four-dimensional world into the battle.

In their opinion, with their strength, they would definitely be able to obtain victory in the final battle.

But the current situation… It directly made their vision turn black! The Saint Evil God… It was as high as ninety-nine!

“It’s over…”

This was the only thought that came to the Saint of the Immortal Realm after he learned of this information.

“Good method… This was set up at least tens of millions of years ago. It began to hide its own information, allowing us to obtain the wrong information…”