Uncle Mo

Seeing Yao Tong's reaction, Yao Ming instantly realized that the two had met before.

However, judging from this, something seems a bit off...

That won't do!

He raised his hand and slapped his son on the back of the head, making the Peak Dou Zong level Yao Tong wince in pain.

"How rude! This is my father's savior, Brother Mo Tang Mo. Quickly, call him Uncle Mo!"

Mo Tang's lips twitched as he listened; it seemed this Yao Ming was quite a witty person after all...

Looking at Yao Tong again, her face looked like she was constipated.

How come I'm a generation younger than myself?

He opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't utter the word "uncle".

Mo Tang, standing nearby, quickly added, "No, no, we can each pay our own..."

You're a reckless brute who's lived for hundreds of years, and you're so unattractive to your readers, I wouldn't dare answer if you called me!

Mo Tang didn't rush to find the Yellow Springs Stone Tablet. Instead, at Yao Ming's invitation, he went to rest first.

Moreover, Yao Ming also wanted to take this opportunity to properly reorganize the affairs of the clan.

The Nine Netherworld Python Clan has suffered a major upheaval: the current clan leader has been killed, and the former clan leader, who was previously believed to be dead, has reappeared...

Naturally, some bloodshed occurred that night.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Mo Tang and his companion. After all, this was an internal matter of the Nine Netherworld Nether Python clan, and outsiders shouldn't interfere too much.

A night of riots...

By the time everything had settled down, it was already the morning of the next day.

Yao Ming appeared early in the morning in front of Mo Tang's room, and then led them directly to the back mountain.

In just over ten minutes, the three of them landed on an ancient altar.

This altar is extremely magnificent, constructed entirely of blue-green boulders. Standing atop the altar, one can overlook the surrounding mountains.

Mo Tang and his group slowly landed on top of the altar.

In the center of the altar, a massive pale yellow stone tablet, about a hundred feet tall, stands. At first glance, an ancient aura instantly permeates the air, as if it has existed forever.

"This is the Yellow Springs Stone Tablet ..." Yao Ming said from the side.

Mo Tang looked up at the enormous stone tablet...

The stone tablet is engraved with many strange runes, and a strange light flickers faintly from it.

If you look closely, you can also see a huge carved finger and a palm print that is half a meter deep on the stone tablet...

After the soul force probe was conducted, some strange information immediately spread out from it.

This must be the cultivation method for the so-called Yellow Springs Finger and Yellow Springs Palm...

"Discovered Heaven Rank Low Grade Dou Technique, Yellow Springs Finger. Record it?"

"Whether"

"Yes!"

"The Yellow Springs Finger inscription was successfully completed, consuming 500 High-grade Energy points."

The Yellow Springs Finger and Yellow Springs Palm can be directly engraved by Mo Tang.

However, the Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath is not recorded on this stone tablet, but in the remnant soul of the demon saint hidden within the stone tablet, so the system cannot detect it directly.

Yao Ming first bowed solemnly before the stone tablet, and then slowly stepped back, looking at Mo Tang.

"The Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath and the Demon Saint Essence Blood are hidden inside this stone tablet, but whether you can obtain them depends on you, Brother Mo Tang."

"If Brother Mo can succeed, I, your elder brother, ask for nothing else but a drop of the Demon Saint Essence Blood..."

"You saw that kid, Yao Tong. His aptitude is really ordinary, and his bloodline isn't high either. If he doesn't have any other fortuitous encounters, he probably won't even reach the Dou Zun in this lifetime..."

Thinking of that menacing bald head, Mo Tang couldn't help but nod.

He was actually quite curious...

What kind of Demonic Beast Yao Tong gave birth to this demonic -Yao Ming creature? Why is its bloodline level so much lower than its father's?

Of course, he dared not ask such a question, lest it lead to some family drama.

However, giving up just a drop of the Demon Saint Essence Blood is not impossible.

After all, the Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan is quite powerful, and we'll definitely need them in the future, so it's worthwhile to build a good relationship with Yao Ming.

Using force to subdue others is a very low-level approach...

Seeing that Mo Tang agreed, Yao Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this young man is quite good at dealing with people, so even if I really have to work under him with the Nine Netherworld Nether Python, it won't be too difficult for me.

"Brother Mo, you'd better be careful. I once tried to obtain the Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath cultivation method and the Demon Saint Essence Blood from the stone tablet..."

But the moment my soul power invaded the stone tablet, I was directly shaken to the point of vomiting blood and collapsing, and it took me a full six months to recover!

"Um."

Mo Tang nodded slightly, and with a movement, he appeared on a stone pier directly in front of the stone tablet.

Sit cross-legged and slowly close your eyes.

A blinding golden light flashed from between his brows, followed by a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry, and a small golden dragon with wings on its back shot directly out from the top of his head...

With a flash, the golden dragon's figure disappeared into the stone tablet.

"Boom!"

Above the ancient sky, thunder roared like an enraged dragon. The deafening roar shook the entire world violently.

"Is this the hidden space within the stone tablet...?"

The golden dragon looked at the ever-changing sky and thought to itself.

Just as the Supreme Dragon Phoenix, formed from Mo Tang's soul, was about to wander around and look around, a deep yellow cloud suddenly appeared above their heads...

Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful gust of wind suddenly tore through the sky and pressed down on it fiercely.

"Holy crap! The Yellow Springs Finger?"

Mo Tang was startled by the violent force.

That really shows no mercy!

However, he was not afraid at all. He opened his mouth and spat out a golden beam of light, which collided directly with the Yellow Springs Finger in the sky and then annihilated each other.

However, the invisible entity did not seem to intend to give up, and used the second move of the Yellow Springs Three Styles, the Yellow Springs Palm, once again!

Before Mo Tang could even react, the enormous yellow hand overhead, which seemed to blot out the sky, was directly seized by the giant hand.

"Are they treating me like Sun Wukong?"

Mo Tang smiled coldly to himself.

"Unfortunately, you are not the Tathagata Buddha!"

"Smash it!"

A burst of intense golden light erupted, and within this golden radiance that filled the entire space, the giant hand was gradually melted away...

"Huh?" A surprised voice came from the void.

Immediately, Mo Tang saw a mountain peak suddenly burst open from the ground and rise up not far from him!

At the summit of that mountain stood a colossal throne, upon which sat a figure clad in a yellow fur robe, exuding an air of authority...

An aura that made even the heavens and earth tremble slowly spread out.