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A furious roar filled with killing intent thundered across the skies above Xi Huang City, silencing the bustling city in an instant.
The spectators who had left the Tian Yuan Square paused and cast shocked glances toward the source of the sound.
The terrifying battle had obscured the results of the fight between Mo Yu and Tang Chen, but this enraged roar revealed much.
"Who is this mysterious ally the Lan Clan brought in to force Tang Chen to this state?"
"Tang Chen is a five-star Dou Zong, well-known in the western regions of Central Plains. To see him suffer such a loss at the hands of a youth barely in his twenties—it's unbelievable!"
"Mo Yu is only a seven-star Dou Huang, yet he managed to suppress Tang Chen, a five-star Dou Zong. Such monstrous talent is truly terrifying..."
Exclamations of disbelief rippled through the crowd surrounding Tian Yuan Square. Tang Chen, a renowned expert in Xi Huang City, had not only failed to overpower a mere Dou Huang but had suffered a severe setback.
In the battle's aftermath, Mo Yu glanced at Tang Chen, who, though gravely injured, still retained the ability to fight. Mo Yu furrowed his brows slightly before relaxing again.
Although he hadn't completely subdued Tang Chen, Mo Yu was satisfied with his current combat prowess.
By harnessing the True Origin Devouring Thunder to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, he temporarily elevated his strength from a seven-star Dou Huang to a half-step Dou Zong. Coupled with the Thunder Emperor Codex and his strongest technique, Extreme Thunder Silver Eyes, his combat power rivaled that of a three- or four-star Dou Zong.
Even without resorting to his ultimate trump card—the Thunder Soul Fusion—Mo Yu's abilities were already formidable. If he unleashed the Black-Gold Thunder Orb, even high-level Dou Zongs would struggle to survive.
"You little bastard, you deserve to die!"
Tang Chen's bloodshot eyes fixed on Mo Yu, radiating murderous intent and venomous hatred.
As a old patriarch of the Tang Clan, he had lived in comfort for decades. Not only had his clansmen fallen before his eyes, but he had also been thoroughly humiliated by a mere upstart. His fury was boundless.
Hearing this, Mo Yu smirked disdainfully. If Tang Chen sought death, he would oblige.
With this thought, Mo Yu's palm began to gather an ominously powerful thunder force...
Just as Mo Yu prepared to launch his attack, his silver eyes shifted northward beyond Xi Huang City, his brows furrowing slightly.
An immensely powerful presence was rapidly approaching from that direction.
Outside the Tian Yuan Square, Lan Yuan also sensed the incoming presence. His expression shifted as he spotted the faint green light on the northern horizon. Realizing who it might be, he quickly soared into the air and sent a voice transmission to Mo Yu.
"Mo Yu, leave quickly! Elder Qing Jian of Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion is likely coming. He's a nine-star Dou Zong and wields a peak-tier seven-grade weapon, the Jade White Tiger Sword. He's even stronger than the Elder Hei Jian!"
Mo Yu froze at the warning, his expression changing subtly.
Elder Qing Jian, a nine-star Dou Zong of Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, was indeed a fearsome figure.
Lan Yuan's description left no doubt that the incoming figure was a formidable adversary.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Yu quelled his fighting spirit, intent on retreat.
After all, while Qing Zhi could suppress Elder Hei Jian, dealing with another elder stronger than Elder Hei Jian was uncertain.
Moreover, if Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion sent more reinforcements—perhaps even their leader—retreat would become impossible.
After clasping his fists toward the Lan Clan's direction, Mo Yu flared his bone wings and ascended swiftly.
Realizing Mo Yu's intent, the airborne Elder Hei Jian, who was locked in battle with Qing Zhi, shouted urgently to Tang Chen.
"Tang Chen, stop Mo Yu! Elder Qing Jian of Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion is almost here—don't let that brat escape!"
Tang Chen hesitated briefly at the command, then sensed the powerful aura approaching from Xi Huang City's outskirts. A cold smile curled his lips.
"You little bastard! Who would've thought you'd attract two of Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion's Four Sword-Guarding Elders at once? Now, you won't escape. I'll crush every bone in your body!"
"Hmph, we'll see about that!" Mo Yu scoffed. His gaze shifted to Qing Zhi, still entangled with Elder Hei Jian. His brows furrowed again.
Elder Hei Jian seemed to have realized Mo Yu's plan and was fighting desperately to entangle Qing Zhi. Under the relentless assault of a seven-grade weapon, even Qing Zhi couldn't break free for the moment.
"End this quickly!" Mo Yu ordered Qing Zhi.
Acknowledging the command, Qing Zhi nodded. A burst of blinding silver ice thunder energy erupted from his body, accompanied by an overwhelming surge of icy power.
The clash intensified. Using his formidable physical strength combined with his ultimate ice power, Qing Zhi delivered a devastating blow to Elder Hei Jian.
Sensing the increased intensity of Qing Zhi's strikes, Elder Hei Jian's face darkened. He desperately channeled all his Dou Qi into his Black Dragon Howling Sky Sword to withstand the onslaught.
However, each clash with Qing Zhi caused his body to tremble, and a chilling numbness crept up his arm.
"Damn it! Where did this monster come from? Such terrifying physical and icy power!"
As Elder Hei Jian cursed inwardly, Lan Yuan's anxious voice once again reached Mo Yu.
"Mo Yu, go now! Don't delay any longer, or it will be too late!"
Mo Yu's heart sank at the reminder. He murmured to himself, "If that's the case, I'll have to use this move..."
Controlling his thoughts, Mo Yu summoned Xiao Jin. The little golden beast affectionately nudged him before releasing three types of lightning: the Nine Profound Golden Thunder Dragon, Vermilion Burning Sky Thunder, and True Origin Devouring Thunder.
The three thunder forces floated before Mo Yu, merging under Xiao Jin's guidance. A terrifyingly chaotic energy gradually spread through the air.
As the thunder merged, strands of destructive energy seeped out, causing black spatial cracks to ripple around Mo Yu.
Space itself began to collapse!
In mere moments, Xiao Jin condensed the three thunder forces into eleven gold-colored spheres. Ten of them fused further into a single ominous Black-Gold Thunder Orb in Mo Yu's right hand.
"Too bad I can't form two Black-Gold Thunder Orbs yet. If I could..." Mo Yu shook his head regretfully, then smiled faintly.
A Black-Gold Thunder Orb and a golden thunder orb were more than enough to resolve the immediate crisis.
With a flick of his palm, Mo Yu hurled the Black-Gold Thunder Orb and the golden thunder orb. Their targets: Elder Hei Jian and Tang Chen.
Seeing the rapidly approaching golden thunder orb, Tang Chen's sneer froze.
The golden thunder orb, radiating terrifying thunder energy, filled him with a sense of mortal danger.
"Damn brat! What other tricks does he have up his sleeve?"
Tang Chen cursed bitterly. Yet, to his faint relief, the far more menacing Black-Gold Thunder Orb was headed toward Elder Hei Jian.
Scarlet Dou Qi once again surged violently from within, and Tang Chen let out a fierce roar. A more formidable Shura Blood Hammer condensed once more, smashing directly toward the golden thunder orb.
On the other side, Elder Hei Jian felt a sudden surge of crisis as he saw the rapidly approaching Black-Gold Thunder Orb.
The energy contained in the orb caused his expression to change slightly.
At this moment, Elder Hei Jian's face turned exceptionally grim. Normally, even if the Black-Gold Thunder Orb contained immense power, he wouldn't fear it too much while wielding the Black Dragon Howling Sky Sword.
But now, his movement space was completely frozen by Qing Zhi's ice, rendering him unable to unleash his full strength. Gritting his teeth, he swiftly turned around, pouring a torrent of Dou Qi from the Black Dragon Howling Sky Sword as if it were a waterfall.
"Bang!"
The Black Dragon Howling Sky Sword collided violently with the Black-Gold Thunder Orb. At the moment of impact, the world fell silent! The deafening thunderclap echoed like the roar of the Thunder God, resounding endlessly in the sky. Yet, the anticipated earth-shattering explosion did not occur.
At the point of contact between the Black-Gold Thunder Orb and the Black Dragon Howling Sky Sword, visible folds appeared in space. Two terrifying energies eroded each other silently.
As the two forces clashed, a half-foot-wide spatial black hole slowly formed. The space in that area, unable to withstand the terrifying forces, began to collapse.
The spatial black hole gradually expanded and, under the shocked gazes of countless onlookers, grew to about ten feet wide!
"Splat!"
Despite being one of the Four Sword-Guarding Elders of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, Elder Hei Jian paled under this blow, coughing up three mouthfuls of blood as he was forced to retreat rapidly.
As soon as he took a step back, before he could catch his breath, spatial ripples suddenly surged behind him.
"Not good, it's that kid's spatial traversal technique!"
Though he didn't understand how Mo Yu had mastered such perfect spatial manipulation at the Dou Huang level, Elder Hei Jian had no time to ponder this.
With his last ounce of strength, he raised the Black Dragon Howling Sky Sword and swung it fiercely. A terrifying sword aura slashed toward the source of the spatial ripples.
However, as the powerful sword aura struck, no figure appeared at the rippling space. The attack struck empty air.
"Damn brat! You dare to toy with me?" Elder Hei Jian cursed angrily.
But before he could finish speaking, another spatial ripple appeared beneath him, just like before.
Seeing this and recalling the earlier deception, Elder Hei Jian hesitated, sensing the dwindling Dou Qi within him.
Yet in his moment of hesitation, a figure suddenly emerged from the spatial ripple.
The figure swiftly grabbed Elder Hei Jian's hand, and under countless shocked gazes, forcibly broke off the finger wearing the storage ring.
Clutching the severed finger tightly, Mo Yu didn't strike again. The wings of his Demon Phoenix Bone Wings flared, and he darted toward Qing Zhi.
"Haha! Thank you for the gift, Elder Hei Jian!"
Gripping the storage ring, Mo Yu let out a hearty laugh. His gaze flickered toward the northern sky, where an overwhelming aura was speeding toward them.
With a cold sneer, Mo Yu nodded at Qing Zhi before flapping his wings. Together, they ascended into the air.
"Brat! Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion will pursue you to the ends of the earth!" Hei Jian's ghastly voice, filled with murderous intent, echoed across the city just as Mo Yu was about to leave.
"I'll be waiting!"
Hearing this, Mo Yu chuckled coldly. His gaze lingered for a moment in the direction of the Lan Clan before he vanished into a streak of light, quickly disappearing from the skies above Xi Huang City.
About ten seconds after Mo Yu disappeared, a green-robed elder with an icy and sharp aura appeared.
The newcomer wore a cyan robe, and his aged face was thin and shadowy. In his hand was a broad, jade-green longsword engraved with a white tiger motif.
What surprised everyone was that this person's aura was even more profound than Elder Hei Jian's!
"Elder Qing Jian!"
Seeing the newcomer, Lan Yuan murmured gravely.
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In the vast blue sky with no clouds in sight, a streak of light dashed forward like a shooting star. After scanning the area ahead, the streak finally halted over a mountain range a thousand miles away from Xi Huang City.
Finding a secluded spot within the mountain range, Mo Yu forcibly carved out a cave and sealed the entrance with boulders.
As the soft glow of a moonstone spread through the cave, Mo Yu, who had been tense all along, finally exhaled deeply and relaxed.
"Today, I've truly offended the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. But I'm not afraid! Central Plains is vast; do they think I'll have nowhere to go? Let's see who fears whom in a few years!"
A faint smile appeared on Mo Yu's lips as he opened his palm, revealing a black storage ring still stained with blood. It was the very one he had snatched from Elder Hei Jian.
"Heh, after such an intense battle, at least I didn't come away empty-handed..."
With a slight smile, Mo Yu spread his soul power and touched the black storage ring.
As a possession of an eight-star Dou Zong expert, the ring bore Elder Hei Jian's soul imprint. However, for someone like Mo Yu, whose soul power was substantial, this wasn't a major obstacle.
Soul power continuously surged, bombarding the soul imprint within the ring wave after wave. After five minutes, a crisp "ding" sound signaled that the black storage ring had been successfully unlocked.
"This is… a Imperial Crystal Source Fruit."
Mo Yu's eyes lit up as he retrieved a golden fruit emitting a rich energy aura from the ring.
"No wonder it belonged to an eight-star Dou Zong expert. To think it contains a Imperial Crystal Source Fruit comparable to the effects of a Mighty Emperor Pill!"
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