Chapter 499: Chapter 497: Black Thunder Talisman Coercion, Retreat
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the shrill scream of Old Ghost Zhai Xing, Mo Yu froze momentarily before a chill surged through his heart.
Ninth Tianzun... These were the Hall of Souls’s most formidable combat forces, second only to the Hall Master and Deputy Hall Master. Even the ninth-ranked among them was not to be underestimated!
"Unexpected to encounter such a powerhouse!"
This thought flashed through Mo Yu’s mind as his gaze flickered, his murderous intent surging. No matter what, he had to take out Old Ghost Zhai Xing first!
"Zzzzt!"
With his killing intent erupting, the speed of the spreading thunder currents increased dramatically. The destructive power at such close range terrified Old Ghost Zhai Xing, whose desperate screams grew even more piercing.
"Trash! Reduced to such a state by a mere junior—how dare you still call yourself a Tianzun of the Hall of Souls?"
Just as the sea of lightning was about to engulf Old Ghost Zhai Xing, a voice devoid of any emotion suddenly echoed across the sky.
Following the voice, the space behind Old Ghost Zhai Xing split open, and a figure clad in blue emerged.
The moment this figure appeared, the atmosphere became noticeably more humid. Raindrops began to fall, pattering gently from the sky.
This sudden change drew Mo Yu’s attention, and his heart sank. The ability to manipulate natural energy through sheer Dou Qi indicated terrifying power.
If my information is correct, Ninth Tianzun are at the peak of the eight-star Dou Zun level!
The indifferent voice made Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s face flush with shame, but compared to losing face, survival was far more important. He immediately cried out, "My lord, save me!"
The blue-clad figure glanced indifferently at Mo Yu, then frowned slightly. Staring at the rapidly expanding sea of lightning, he murmured, "What terrifying thunder power. Even the elders of the Lei Clan might struggle to produce this."
As his voice faded, he waved his sleeve. The scattered raindrops in the air rapidly gathered, forming a swiftly rotating rain curtain in front of Old Ghost Zhai Xing.
At the same time, he grabbed Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s shoulder and retreated with lightning speed.
Seeing the man attempt to rescue Old Ghost Zhai Xing, Mo Yu’s eyes flashed with cold determination. The Thunder Soul within him surged as he poured his strength into the lightning currents, which expanded even faster. In an instant, they collided with the rain curtain.
"Crash!"
The rain curtain shattered immediately, its droplets swallowed by the sea of lightning.
The thunder currents broke through, accelerating further. Under Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s terrified gaze, the Black Gold Thunder Orb struck his chest directly.
"Zzzzt!"
A faint sound echoed. Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s widened eyes froze, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His face withered like a dying tree, and his vitality vanished in an instant.
The Thunder Orb consumed everything below Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s chest before finally dissipating. The sea of lightning gradually faded.
The blue figure halted midair as Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s life force dissipated. His cold gaze locked onto Mo Yu, a flicker of anger appearing for the first time.
Killing someone right in front of me? What insolence!
"Not bad for a member of the Lei Clan," the blue figure remarked coldly. "I’m curious—how could someone so young reach the Dou Zun level? Could it be that although you belong to the Mo Clan, your father is a direct descendant of the Lei Clan?"
Mo Yu remained silent, his vigilant eyes fixed on the elder.
The elder’s blue robe, hair, and even eyebrows were tinged with faint blue hues. His eyes seemed to swirl with boundless water energy, captivating anyone who stared too long.
"Forget it. Regardless, since you’ve come to court death, don’t blame me for showing no mercy. Even if someone powerful backs you, taking you to the Hall of Souls will earn me great merit."
Seeing Mo Yu’s silence, Ninth Tianzun shook his head and muttered.
"Oh, the one backing me?" Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, thinking of Lei Ying.
"No need to worry. Once you’re in the Hall of Souls, everything will be explained," Ninth Tianzun said with a faint smile. He glanced at Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s remains and discarded them without a second thought.
"A five-star Dou Zun Tianzun in exchange for a potential divine-blooded Lei Clan member—a fair trade," he remarked, his blue eyes locking onto Mo Yu.
Mo Yu sneered as Dou Qi surged within him. Thunder Soul gathered, ready for a full-scale battle.
"Though I’m unsure why you wield thunder powers akin to Heavenly Flames, even if you unleash a Thunder Orb comparable to a Tian Class Dou Technique, it’s futile. I’m not Old Ghost Zhai Xing. You stand no chance against me. Surrender and come with me. As long as you’re alive, it fulfills my mission."
Ninth Tianzun’s voice remained emotionless as he lightly flicked his sleeve.
"I refuse to believe that!"
Mo Yu’s eyes narrowed. Despite sensing danger from the elder, surrender was not an option. His back trembled as his green-red Demon Phoenix Bone Wings extended. With a flap, his figure shot backward, leaving afterimages in the sky.
Ninth Tianzun shook his head as space twisted around him, and his figure vanished.
The moment the elder disappeared, Mo Yu’s heart tightened. In a blink, the blue figure reappeared less than two feet away.
"I told you, it’s useless."
Ninth Tianzun’s expression remained indifferent as his right palm extended. A chilling aura condensed the surrounding water vapor into an icy assault, aimed straight at Mo Yu.
Mo Yu’s expression turned grim. Five-colored lightning rapidly coiled around his right hand, forming a thunder dragon that collided with the elder’s palm.
"Zzzzt!"
The clash produced no earth-shaking sound. Violent thunder and icy cold intertwined, releasing dense white mist.
"Boom!"
The mist cleared, and a battered figure flew backward, crashing heavily against a mountainside.
The impact left thick cracks spiderwebbing the cliff face.
"Pfft!"
Mo Yu coughed violently, glaring at the blue figure in the sky.
So this is the peak of an eight-star Dou Zun...
"Come with me," Ninth Tianzun ordered coldly, glancing down at Mo Yu.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yu’s lips curved into a faint smile as he chuckled, "I recall a time when a Ban Sheng from the Hun Clan came to hunt me down. In the end, he died, and I’m still alive.
Don’t you, Ninth Tianzun, want to know how, without anyone’s help, I, who was merely at the Dou Zong level back then, managed to turn the tables and kill a Ban Sheng?"
"What? Elder Gui Zhu died by your hand?" Ninth Tianzun’s previously calm expression shifted sharply upon hearing Mo Yu’s words.
Elder Gui Zhu was a Ban Sheng. Even with Ninth Tianzun’s pride, he was insignificant before such a figure. From his intel, Elder Gui Zhu was likely ambushed by experts from the Lei Clan. But to think it was this young man who did it!
"Are you lying to me, Lei Clan brat?"
Ninth Tianzun’s expression flickered as he sneered at Mo Yu. "With your Dou Zong-level strength back then, how could you possibly defeat a Ban Sheng?"
"Hmph, the Hall of Souls’s connection to the Hun Clan is practically an open secret among the continent’s top forces. If Elder Gui Zhu hadn’t died by my hand, you’d have found the killer long ago.
The reason you haven’t is that the killer was me," Mo Yu said coldly.
Ninth Tianzun’s gaze wavered as Mo Yu’s explanation settled in.
Indeed, after Elder Gui Zhu’s death, the Hun Clan and Hall of Souls sent out countless men to search for the murderer. Aside from learning that the elder died from a powerful lightning strike, they found no useful leads.
Now, thinking it over, it made sense that Elder Gui Zhu could have fallen right under their noses—killed by Mo Yu himself.
"How did you do it, kid? Even now, against a Ban Sheng, you’re like an ant. How could you have killed one back then?" Ninth Tianzun questioned.
"The move that killed the Ban Sheng wasn’t something I could execute, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t have it," Mo Yu replied calmly.
Hearing this, Ninth Tianzun instinctively stepped back, his expression growing vigilant.
Whether or not Mo Yu’s words were true, an attack capable of killing a Ban Sheng was not to be taken lightly.
If it were real, even as an eight-star Dou Zun, he could meet his end here.
"Lei Clan brat, you think you can fool me that easily? No matter what, you won’t escape today!" Ninth Tianzun roared.
"Is that so? Let’s see if an eight-star Dou Zun can handle my Black Thunder Talisman!"
As his words fell, Mo Yu swiftly reached into his robe as though pulling out a lethal weapon.
"Not good!"
Seeing this, Ninth Tianzun’s face turned grave. The surrounding rain instantly converged at an astonishing speed, forming a rapidly spinning rain shield before him.
Not trusting just one layer of defense, he quickly formed several more shields in front of him, layering them over one another.
In case these shields broke, Ninth Tianzun was even prepared to preserve a fragment of his soul to escape.
He couldn’t afford to be careless—this was potentially an attack left by the Lei Clan’s patriarch, powerful enough to kill a Ban Sheng!
Drip, drip...
But as Ninth Tianzun stood on high alert, the only sounds in the air were the faint drips of water.
"Could it be..."
Realizing something was amiss, Ninth Tianzun swiftly dismissed his defenses, only to find that Mo Yu had vanished without a trace.
"Damn it! He tricked me!"
An experienced figure like Ninth Tianzun immediately pieced it together after a moment’s pause.
There was no such thing as a Ban Sheng-killing technique. Even if there were, Mo Yu wouldn’t have used it so casually. This had been a ploy to deceive him!
Turning his gaze to the Soul Capturing Hall’s exit, he caught a glimpse of a figure darting out like a nimble monkey. Who else could it be but Mo Yu?
Watching Mo Yu’s retreating back, Ninth Tianzun’s expression turned as dark as a stormy sky. He never expected to be played so thoroughly by a junior.
"Mo Yu, let’s see how far you can run!"
A furious roar reverberated through the hall.
Hearing the distant rage, Mo Yu’s figure didn’t falter. His Demon Phoenix Bone Wings flared around him, making him look like a thunder beast charging forward.
The remaining Hall of Souls guards, terrified by the deaths of their fellow protectors at Mo Yu’s hands earlier, quickly moved aside, too frightened to block his path again.
With no obstacles, Mo Yu’s speed surged to its peak. He could sense Ninth Tianzun chasing after him in a rage, clearly infuriated by the Black Thunder Talisman ruse.
Rushing out of the Hall of Souls, Mo Yu narrowly avoided a series of powerful energy blasts that rained down from above.
Leaping into the sky, he took a moment to assess the situation outside the hall.
The valley was in complete ruin, massive cracks crisscrossing like monstrous mouths amidst the shattered remains.
In the air above the valley, figures clashed fiercely, their overwhelming Dou Qi blanketing the heavens. The immense pressure emanating from over a dozen terrifyingly powerful presences rendered the space unstable, cracks in the void forming like writhing serpents.
Even the Hall of Souls protectors below were too frightened to intervene in such a high-stakes battle.
Sweeping his gaze over the scene, Mo Yu relaxed slightly. His side hadn’t been overpowered.
The Hall of Souls’s five Dou Zuns, though around three stars each, were evenly matched due to Mo Yu’s side’s numerical advantage.
"The target’s been rescued. Retreat!"
With no time for further delay, Mo Yu shouted decisively as he identified the situation.
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