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In front of countless astonished gazes, the Thunder Wings and Thunder Armor erupted from Mo Yu's body. Their emergence brought forth an overwhelmingly formidable aura, gradually surging from within him like an awakening storm.
The surrounding space trembled under the immense pressure, becoming chaotic and unstable. Suspended in the air, Mo Yu's face flushed red, and even his mysterious and sinister silver eyes were veiled by an uncontrollable violent energy.
Clenching his fists with difficulty, he felt the surging power within and allowed a faint smile to surface on his lips, a surge of confidence swelling in his heart.
"So domineering...Heavenly Thunder Body."
As his body gradually adjusted to this newfound power, Mo Yu reminisced about the unparalleled strength and dominance of his Heavenly Thunder Body from his past life.
By his estimation, his current strength had surged to the peak of the Six-Star Dou Zong, which meant the combination of the True Origin Devouring Thunder and the Heavenly Thunder Body had elevated his power by nearly four stars.
With his current foundation, although still a step away from high-tier Dou Zong, Mo Yu was confident he could rival even the strongest opponents of this level. His dramatic transformation didn't escape the attention of Jian Zun Zhe and Tie Jian Zun Zhe, who had been standing by without engaging.
The two exchanged glances. Tie Jian Zun Zhe nodded slightly in surprise, acknowledging that even with his vast experience, Mo Yu's trump cards were beyond comprehension. He silently marveled at Mo Yu's brilliance, knowing that despite his youth, taking him down would be no easy feat.
Jian Zun Zhe, however, frowned slightly. The successive twists in the situation left him with a sense of frustration. First came Tie Jian Zun Zhe, followed by a mysterious squad. In mere moments, the forces rallying around Mo Yu rivaled those of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion.
Nonetheless, the Jian Zun Zhe was a man of cunning. He knew that the key to victory lay in capturing Mo Yu. With him in their grasp, even his powerful background wouldn't matter—he would become a crucial bargaining chip. Resolving himself, Jian Zun Zhe shouted toward the battlefield.
"Qing Jian, Hei Jian, capture that brat!"
The cold glint of killing intent flickered in the eyes of Qing Jian and Hei Jian as they locked gazes.
"Such a strong amplification technique," Qing Jian sneered. "But your base strength is too weak. Even if your power has skyrocketed, defeating me and Hei Jian is nothing but a delusion!"
Mo Yu smiled faintly, his confidence unwavering. "To deal with you two, I'm more than enough."
With a casual wave of his hand over his beast ring, a flash of white light burst forth, revealing a towering figure exuding a chilling, powerful aura.
"A powerhouse of the Golden Warhorse Clan!"
Hei Jian's expression stiffened, a dark look flashing through his eyes. He had clashed with Qing Zhi before and knew the latter's formidable strength.
Coupled with the Golden Beast Eyes and the clear favoritism of the Golden Warhorse Clan's elder, his suspicions deepened—Qing Zhi was indeed a member of this clan.
"Qing Zhi, handle Hei Jian," Mo Yu ordered calmly.
Qing Zhi nodded silently. A crimson glint flickered in his golden beast eyes as he unleashed an overwhelming icy force, launching himself toward Hei Jian like a cannonball.
"Damned creature!" Hei Jian's face darkened. He had tasted Qing Zhi's terrifying physical strength and chilling power before and knew how difficult it was to handle him.
With Hei Jian engaged, Mo Yu turned his attention to Qing Jian. "Now, it's just the two of us. Let's settle this in a deathmatch."
Qing Jian sneered disdainfully. "Arrogant brat!"
Yet, before his words faded, Mo Yu's figure flickered and disappeared into thin air.
"Space manipulation again! How does this brat, a mere Dou Zong, wield spatial powers so proficiently?" Qing Jian's face shifted drastically as an instinctual sense of danger forced him to retreat hastily.
The moment he stepped back, a ripple appeared in the space ahead. A spectral figure emerged, wielding a spear wreathed in green venom and thunder. With terrifying toxic energy radiating from its tip, the spear hurtled toward Qing Jian's face.
Though the strike narrowly missed, the venomous aura it carried caused Qing Jian to break into a cold sweat. The spear's poisonous mist lingered in the air, chilling him to the core.
As Qing Jian retreated, the spear's shadow suddenly manifested into a black dragon spirit. With a thunderous roar, it lunged at him like a living entity.
This was the might of the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear—a Eighth-Grade Spirit Weapon capable of summoning its spirit for devastating attacks.
Qing Jian's heart skipped a beat. Though startled, his years of combat experience kicked in. Swinging his Azure Jade White Tiger Sword, he met the dragon spirit head-on.
Boom!
The collision sent Qing Jian stumbling backward, cold sweat pouring down his face as he narrowly escaped death.
"This brat's spatial manipulation is too uncanny, and that Spirit Weapon is infuriatingly troublesome!"
Meanwhile, spectators gasped at Mo Yu's overwhelming performance. Who would have thought a mere youth could suppress a seasoned Dou Zong peak expert like Qing Jian?
Among the onlookers, Cai Ya and the other senior members of the Weapon Alliance exchanged astonished glances, reevaluating Mo Yu's strength. For a blacksmith, combat prowess of this level was unheard of.
A faint sense of regret crept into their hearts as they realized they might have missed a golden opportunity by not forming a deeper alliance with him earlier.
On the other side, Qiu Yuanqiao's narrowed eyes glimmered with hatred as he muttered darkly, "Who is this brat? I'll have the Pill Tower investigate him. If he continues growing, he'll threaten not just us but the entire Alchemist profession's status on the Dou Qi Continent!"
Even Mang Dian, in the midst of a fierce battle, couldn't help but marvel. Sensing the explosive power emanating from Mo Yu, a suspicion formed in his mind. "This strength… it's not clan-mark power. Could it be something else? A bloodline?"
If Mo Yu truly carried the fabled divine bloodline, he might surpass the position of the Black Demon Army's Captain and become its ultimate leader. With such thoughts, reverence filled the hearts of Mang Dian and his comrades as they gazed upon Mo Yu, no longer doubting his potential.
With Mo Yu's performance, even within the clan, he could be considered a rarity among rarities. Though still weak at present, it was apparent to any discerning eye that Mo Yu's potential was limitless.
Thus, within a short span of time, Mo Yu began to win them over gradually.
At this moment, cold sweat formed on Qing Jian's forehead. His frustration and embarrassment turned into anger as he let out a low roar, "This elder refuses to believe it! A mere junior dares to overturn the heavens!"
With a furious shout, Qing Jian's hand seals shifted dramatically. The sound of swords ringing resounded as streams of green sword energy burst forth from the Azure Jade White Tiger Sword, filling the sky.
From a distance, it resembled the maw of a massive devouring tiger. At the center of this colossal spectacle stood Qing Jian, his presence resembling that of a sword demon. The Azure Jade White Tiger Sword, one of the four pinnacle-grade seventh-grade weapons of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, might not rival Mo Yu's Divine Might Black Thunder Spear, but it held significant renown in the Western Region.
Now, combined with Qing Jian's peak Dou Zong strength, this move caused many experts in the audience to pale in shock.
"White Tiger Ten Thousand Kill Sword!"
The Azure Jade White Tiger Sword flickered like a phantom, and the green sword energy grew even more piercing.
A chilling shout echoed as the sword energy stretching to the heavens intertwined with crackling lightning, transforming in an instant into a massive tiger that seemed almost alive.
The tiger, composed entirely of dense sword energy, radiated an aura of raw ferocity. The intertwining sword energy exuded a terrifying sharpness, like a tiger amidst a roaring tornado, instilling dread in all who beheld it.
"Go!"
As the energy surged, a cold voice rang out. The massive tiger's enormous eyes glinted with a tangible green light. Its giant tail swung, sending sharp waves of sword energy slicing through the air as it pounced toward Mo Yu with lightning speed.
In midair, Mo Yu gazed coldly at the massive tiger charging toward him, its piercing roar splitting the air. Taking a deep breath, he gripped the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear tightly. Instead of retreating, he advanced, crashing into the giant tiger with a momentum akin to a meteorite collision, stunning the audience.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Cloud Split!"
The moment Mo Yu moved, the spear slashed downward, unleashing a spear glow dozens of meters long that shot from its tip and cleaved viciously into the tiger. Sparks erupted, accompanied by a cacophony of metallic screeches. Yet this fierce attack only caused the tiger to tremble slightly.
"Thunder Body!"
As the spear landed, Mo Yu's expression turned icy. Spatial energy surged from his body, and in a flash, he appeared above the tiger's head. A wave of terrifying power burst forth, making the audience shiver, and he struck the tiger's head again.
This time, a portion of the green sword energy let out a shrill scream as it shattered.
Mo Yu's figure, under the control of the Flash Void Breaking Thunder, darted continuously across the sword-energy tiger, landing blow after blow.
The tiger, having taken two heavy hits, retaliated under Qing Jian's control. Its massive maw opened, and torrents of razor-sharp sword energy poured out, accompanied by an ear-piercing hum that made souls ache in pain.
"Boom!"
The sword energy surged toward him, but Mo Yu's charge didn't falter. Emerald-green lightning surged from his body, forming a sea of thunder in front of him.
As the sharp sword energy clashed with the thunder sea birthed by the Profound Yin Poison Demon Thunder, it disintegrated into wisps of white smoke.
Effortlessly repelling the tiger's attack, spatial energy surged around Mo Yu again. In a flash, he reappeared in front of the tiger.
With a flip of his hand, the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear disappeared into his beast ring. Both of his hands swiftly formed seals, and dazzling lightning gathered at an incredible speed!
"Thunder Emperor Codex: Breaking Thunder Seal!"
As his hand seals halted, Mo Yu's icy gaze sharpened. His left palm struck out, carrying immense power, and landed squarely on the tiger's forehead!
With the impact, the dense sword energy comprising the tiger's forehead shattered further, scattering countless shards of green sword energy. As his left palm struck, his right palm followed!
"Thunder Emperor Codex: Sky-Shocking Seal!"
Left hand for breaking thunder, right hand to shock the skies!
Relying on the terrifying boost of the Heavenly Thunder Body, Mo Yu unleashed two consecutive moves from the Thunder Emperor Codex in one fluid motion.
This overwhelming display of thunderous might left even Mang Dian and the others, who had grown up in the Lei Clan, stunned and awestruck.
The Sky-Shocking Seal, with its immense power, slammed down on the tiger's head amidst the shock of the onlookers!
"Boom!"
The massive tiger's body froze, and moments later, a low sound rang out. Its enormous form began to collapse, disintegrating into countless fragments of shattered sword energy with piercing screams before finally exploding into nothingness.
The tiger, painstakingly condensed from sword energy by Qing Jian, crumbled completely under Mo Yu's ferocious assault of thunder techniques!
Even Qing Jian himself was left in disbelief, staring blankly at the towering figure in midair. Before he could even exhale the breath lodged in his throat, his pupils suddenly constricted!
In midair, Mo Yu's figure gradually dissipated, while in front of Qing Jian, space twisted, and a figure eerily appeared.
The youthful face bore a chilling smile, with a terrifying thunder orb spinning silently in his palm.
"Heh, Elder Qing Jian, after chasing me for so long, you must be tired. Here's a gift from me—accept it!"
Mo Yu's cold grin widened as the thunder orb in his palm shot out like lightning.
Seeing this, Qing Jian's face filled with horror. But just as he prepared to dodge, he realized the space around him had been sealed!
The next moment, under his terrified gaze, the Black Gold Thunder Orb slammed directly into his body!
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion resounded once more!
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