Strongest Villain System

Everything within ten thousand li belonged to the Supreme Being Dao Rite's sphere of influence. The factions that had developed for hundreds of millions of kilometers benefited from the establishment of the Supreme Being Dojo. The status of the Human Clan had also changed a lot, at least within the sphere of influence of the Ten Thousand Transformations Saint Clan.    

As long as one wasn't an idiot, one would know that the Supreme Being Dao Rite only had two elders to maintain its affairs. However, when these two elders were first established, they had killed many famous experts.    

Regarding the Supreme Being Dao Rite, there was also a mysterious Dao Master who had spread the news among the disciples for a hundred years. In any case, there were people who believed it, but there were also people who didn't.    

"Welcome, elders!"    

Outside the dojo, the disciples guarding the dojo hurriedly bowed when they saw Mo Luo and Feng Jiuyou return.    

"Send a message to the Nine Great Truths to the Supreme Hall!"    

Mo Luo spoke casually, then led Gu Huang into the inner part of the training hall. It was naturally a world refined outside of the universe as the core area of the training hall.    

Gu Huang walked in and was speechless along the way. It was about the construction and core of the training hall. It was quite a praise. The old man was indeed worthy of being the former Daoist protector of the Empress. The Demon King would be the king of the Myriad Demon Heavenly Kingdom in the future, and the old man's management would be a little lacking. However, his teaching was definitely not bad.    

Within the world, a towering great hall soared through the sky. Shockingly, it was the core of the Supreme Being Dao Rite, which was also where the Supreme Hall was located. When the three of them stepped foot into the Supreme Hall.    

"Greetings, master and the elders."    

The nine great true disciples of Human Clan were already waiting in two rows. When they saw Mo Luo and Wang Da, they bowed respectfully, but no one dared to look at the two of them directly.    

"No need for formalities!"    

"I summoned all of you here today, but it's actually nothing important. I just wanted to check your progress."    

"If you have any questions regarding cultivation or martial arts, feel free to ask"    

"Martial Uncle Mo Luo and I will answer them one by one."    

Feng Jiuyou sat on the elder's seat and spoke gently to the nine true disciples. Mo Luo also nodded his head. Gu Huang was standing beside them. The nine true disciples couldn't see his existence at all.    

"Master, Uncle-Master, there is one thing that I don't understand."    

"Why can't our Human Clan, the Cultivation Side, the Martial Dao, and the Wilderness awaken their realm power? Why can't they accept the blessing of the spirits? Why can't they form a contract with our Human Clan?"    

"I dare you to speak with Uncle-Master master!"    

A young and handsome young man on the left spoke. This question had been troubling him all this time, and it had even troubled all of the Human Clan.    

"I can't answer this question, because I don't know why either."    

"Once upon a time, I was just as confused as all of you. Why can't the Human Clan awaken the power of the world? Why can't they form a contract with the Human Clan?"    

"I was helpless and confused before, and I was even more furious. I shouted about the injustice of this world."    

"But no one responded to me. So, I opened a restaurant in Huaxu City, the place where the Human Clan originated, and prepared for this disaster. I met someone."    

"He was the real founder of our supreme dojo, our master. How about he told me that he didn't have the power of the world? So what if there was no soul contract?"    

"He showed me what kind of expert Cultivator is, what is called the side of martial arts, and what is called a true expert."    

"As long as you become strong enough, everything will naturally be useless. I have killed demons with my fists, destroyed evil things with my hammers, and killed professionals from all sides."    

"No need to be confused, work hard on your cultivation, the future will belong to you"    

Feng Jiuyou had been with Demon Luo for a long time. He opened his mouth and poured poisonous chicken soup into it. Anyway, there was no need to make it up.    

"Master, Martial Uncle, how strong is our Lord Dao Master exactly?"    

Another petite female disciple spoke, as if she was full of admiration.    

"Master, his power is beyond imagination. Let me tell you all a simple thing! Even if the spirits of the Nine Saint World were to come out at the same time, our Path Master would be able to crush him with his bare hands. "    

"Another example would be the Myriad Transformations Saint Clan's ancestor Sect, an existence known as the ultimate nine realms."    

"Our Dao Master would also be able to slap him to death with a single slap."    

"Little fellows! Don't bite off more than you can chew. The might of a Dao Lord is something that you can never surpass. You're destined to only be able to look up to him in this lifetime. All of you really shouldn't be unconvinced. "    

"I am not trying to scare you. When you meet the sect master one day, if you can obtain his favor, then I can teach you any move and half of the technique. It will be enough for you to enjoy endless benefits in your lifetime."    

Mo Luo pulled the cork of the gourd and gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine. He gave the group of young men hope, but he also did not forget to give them a blow.    

"Then, Martial Uncle, when will we meet the sect master?"    

Another tall and sturdy disciple spoke, and his eyes were filled with boundless bewilderment.    

"Lord Daolord, we've gone to war in the Outerealm, and we'll return in no time."    

"All of you will naturally be able to see it at that time."    

"Alright, all of you have pretty good progress in your cultivation. Looks like all of you haven't slacked off. Let's end it here today!"    

"Little fellows, return!"    

Mo Luo waved his hand gently because he had already received Gu Huang's signal. It should be known that every person who came to the training hall to become a disciple had at least secretly investigated their background. There was no mistake about this.    

The nine true disciples bowed one by one and walked out of Supreme Palace. After everyone had left, Gu Huang slowly appeared and sat on the throne that symbolized the master of the sect.    

"Gu Kid, how is it?"    

"Boss Gu, it should be the same!"    

Feng Jiuyou and Mo Luo instantly stood up. Their expressions were filled with worry. These nine disciples were usually very attentive and they were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.    

"Two old fools. If I return later, the Grandmist Human Clan will surely be buried by the hands of the two of you."    

"None of the nine true disciples that you are so proud of are from the Human Clan."    

"Three races from the Light Faction, two from the Eternal Tribe, one from the Golden Human Clan, and the last two are the incarnation of the Dark Saint Spirit and the Life Saint Spirit."    

"I'm curious. The core of the world isn't the Cultivation Side, so how could such a peerless genius be born? None of them have a small background, and every single one of them is greater than the heavens."    

"Fortunately, even though you two are muddle-headed, you still can't be considered old and muddle-headed. You didn't inherit the Martial Dao's side heavenly art and Cultivation Side heavenly art, or else there wouldn't be any secrets left to speak of."    

"This disciple was taken in by you two, do as you see fit to deal with him!"    

"From today onwards, I will enter seclusion to comprehend the method, all the way until Great Emperor Wanhua comes knocking on my door."    

After saying that, Gu Huang's figure disappeared. He naturally left it to these two old fools to deal with it themselves. The reason why they didn't kill the nine great true disciples was because they wanted to save face for the two of them.    

"Old Bro Jiu You, what should we do now?"    

"Brother Mo Luo, you are not of my race. You must have a different heart. Kill!"    

Feng Jiuyou didn't have that many scruples. All of them were the sworn enemies of the Human Clan. They had almost buried the Human Clan. If he didn't kill them, would he still want to spend the New Year with them?    

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