Chapter 511: Chapter 509: Twin Dragons’ Prestige, the Ruins Unveiled
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the appearance of Mo Yu and his companions, four immense and majestic auras intertwined like dragons, surging outward with an overwhelming force.
The sheer intensity of the pressure formed in that instant forced the three elders of Wind Lightning Pavilion to retreat two steps.
The surrounding experts of Wind Lightning Pavilion turned pale, their breathing becoming labored, their eyes filled with shock.
The sudden eruption of powerful auras stirred up a commotion among the onlookers, who stared in stunned silence at the three figures standing behind Xiao Yan.
It was only now that everyone realized these three seemingly ordinary spectators were actually Dou Zun powerhouses!
After retreating two steps, Lei Zun Zhe quickly steadied himself. His gaze, tinged with disbelief, focused on the trio behind Xiao Yan.
His eyes lingered on Mo Yu for a moment longer before Lei Zun Zhe exclaimed in shock, "You! The Lord of Yuan Manor in the Western Region—Mo Yu!"
Yuan Manor, the emerging power that had destroyed Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, was even more renowned than the Falling Star Pavilion and Xiao Yan.
Seeing Mo Yu siding with Xiao Yan left Lei Zun Zhe deeply shaken.
"How is this possible? How did Falling Star Pavilion get involved with Yuan Manor?"
Lei Zun Zhe’s mind was a storm of disbelief. Despite being a newly risen force in Central Plains, Yuan Manor had an impressive reputation.
Not only had they defeated the Western Alliance—a coalition of Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and Di Ming Sect—but they also dominated the Western Region with countless experts, surpassing even established factions like Wind Lightning Pavilion.
The two beast-robed elders beside Lei Zun Zhe also looked grim, realizing they now faced a tricky situation.
Four Dou Zun... even if they combined their respective clans’ peak forces, they might not match such strength.
Under the oppressive aura, the mountaintop grew silent and stifling. The once-proud disciples of Wind Lightning Pavilion now exchanged uneasy glances, not daring to make a move.
"This friend..."
One of the tiger-robed elders opened his mouth to speak, but upon seeing the icy expressions of Mo Yu and Xiao Yan, he wisely closed it and turned toward Lei Zun Zhe, whose face grew darker.
The current situation clearly put Wind Lightning Pavilion at a disadvantage. Leaving voluntarily might save some dignity; being forcibly expelled would be far worse.
Lei Zun Zhe’s expression darkened as he turned to Mo Yu, his voice heavy. "Lord Mo, why are you interfering in the matters between Wind Lightning Pavilion and Falling Star Pavilion?"
Mo Yu smiled faintly and replied, "Hehe, Xiao Yan is my cousin. Master Lei, do you think I should interfere?"
The crowd froze upon hearing this, their gazes shifting between Mo Yu and Xiao Yan with growing astonishment.
The two most promising rising stars in Central Plains were actually cousins?
What kind of family could produce such monstrous talents?
Lei Zun Zhe’s face twisted in disbelief. Even he hadn’t expected a connection between Xiao Yan and Mo Yu.
"Let’s go!"
Mo Yu and Xiao Yan’s camaraderie burned like a thorn in Lei Zun Zhe’s heart, igniting his fury. But he understood the current situation well—Yuan Manor and Falling Star Pavilion could easily overpower them and force them off the mountain.
Sometimes, retreat is the best strategy.
Suppressing his rage, Lei Zun Zhe waved his hand and began descending the mountain path, his face as dark as thunderclouds.
The disciples of Wind Lightning Pavilion, dejected and subdued, hurried to pack their tents, trailing behind Lei Zun Zhe like beaten dogs.
"Xiao Yan, Mo Yu, don’t celebrate too soon. I’ll reclaim my dignity one day!" Lei Zun Zhe growled as he paused at the foot of the mountain, his voice icy.
"We’ll be waiting," Mo Yu and Xiao Yan said in unison, exchanging a glance.
"Hmph!"
Lei Zun Zhe’s face twitched, and with a flick of his sleeve, he stormed off with his followers.
As Wind Lightning Pavilion retreated in disgrace, cheers erupted from the ranks of Falling Star Pavilion.
All eyes were on Xiao Yan, their newly appointed Young Pavilion Master. Meanwhile, many disciples curiously observed Mo Yu, the enigmatic genius whose fame echoed throughout Central Plains.
Only the higher-ups of Yuan Manor and Falling Star Pavilion knew about their alliance, so for most Falling Star Pavilion disciples, both Mo Yu and Yuan Manor remained mysterious and unfamiliar.
"Set up the tents properly. Prepare extra for Mo Yu and his companions," Xiao Yan ordered.
"Yes!"
Xiao Yan’s commands carried significant weight among the disciples, who immediately responded in unison.
Many stole glances at the silver-eyed youth beside Xiao Yan, marveling that this famed Lord of Yuan Manor was indeed Xiao Yan’s cousin.
What kind of terrifying family background could produce two such prodigies?
After their initial amazement, the disciples dispersed to reestablish their encampment.
With the confrontation over, the spectators in the sky reluctantly shook their heads and began to leave.
Though the anticipated battle hadn’t occurred, they didn’t feel disappointed—they had learned a shocking revelation: the Lord of Yuan Manor and the Young Pavilion Master of Falling Star Pavilion were cousins.
Would the Xiao Clan Twin Dragons make waves in Central Plains once more?
"Cousin Mo Yu, Zi Yan, and Miss Xiao Yixian, I didn’t expect you to come to the Beast Region too," Xiao Yan said, smiling as he approached Mo Yu and his companions after making arrangements.
Mo Yu nodded slightly. "Our goals seem to align; we’re here for the ancient ruins. I must say, I’m impressed you’ve not only reached Dou Zun but also become the Young Pavilion Master of Falling Star Pavilion so quickly."
"Hehe, it’s all thanks to my master’s decision. I couldn’t refuse, so I accepted. But it’s nothing compared to your achievement in building Yuan Manor from scratch," Xiao Yan replied with a modest laugh.
Mo Yu nodded in acknowledgment. As a founding member of Falling Star Pavilion, Yao Lao’s choice to appoint Xiao Yan as the Young Pavilion Master was natural.
"What brings you here, Xiao Yan? Could it be for the rumored Tian Class Dou Technique?" Mo Yu asked.
Xiao Yan shook his head lightly. "Tian Class Dou Techniques are far too elusive. My purpose this time is the Soul Infant Fruit in the ancient ruins, crucial for helping my master restore his body. That’s why I came personally.
How about you, Cousin Mo Yu? Are you here for the Tian Class Dou Technique?"
Mo Yu chuckled and shook his head. "Not at all. I have other pressing matters in the Beast Region. But when I heard of the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit in the ruins, I decided to come.
This fruit is immensely beneficial to Zi Yan as a member of the Ancient Void Dragon clan. If she can absorb it, her potential will be limitless."
"Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit..." Xiao Yan murmured, his expression growing serious. As an alchemist, he understood the immense value of the fruit for Zi Yan.
"If trouble arises, call for me anytime. I’ll come immediately," Xiao Yan said.
"Between you and me, there’s no need for formalities. I’ll also keep an eye out for the Soul Infant Fruit for you," Mo Yu said with a light smile.
The moment these words fell, the two exchanged a glance and smiled faintly. There was no need for further words; the mutual understanding was palpable.
"Is that the direction of the ancient ruins appearing this time?" Zi Yan blinked her large eyes and pointed ahead.
"Hmm," Xiao Yan nodded slightly, following her gaze.
Mo Yu also looked over and could feel the space there slightly distorted, an indication that the ruins’ owner had set up a powerful barrier.
"These ancient ruins are fraught with danger, guarded by numerous formidable ancient corpse puppets. Add to that some bizarre traps, and even Dou Zun experts dare not take them lightly."
A Falling Star Pavilion elder stepped forward respectfully and said, "The ancient ruins are hidden within a spatial seal. Occasionally, spatial fluctuations cause cracks to appear.
During these periods, many powerful individuals attempt to enter, but most end up fleeing in disarray.
Previously, no Dou Zun experts dared to venture in. The spatial seal has a restrictive effect: forcing one’s way in would trigger a fierce retaliatory reaction from the seal.
This seal was set by a Dou Sheng expert. Even after countless years, ordinary Dou Zun experts dare not test it with their lives."
"Dou Zun experts cannot enter?" Hearing this, Xiao Yixian’s beautiful eyes showed a trace of doubt as she asked.
"Hehe, no need to worry, young lady. The seal has grown quite thin.
In a few more days, the seal will gradually dissipate. By then, without its protection, Dou Zun experts will be able to enter safely.
Currently, many Dou Zun experts are already gathered around the ruins, waiting for that moment."
Although the elder didn’t recognize Xiao Yixian, sensing the terrifying aura within her and her association with Xiao Yan, he patiently explained.
Xiao Yixian nodded slightly, then inquired about her tent’s location before returning to rest.
"Any recent news from the Hall of Souls?" Mo Yu suddenly asked.
Xiao Yan frowned and pondered, "None. However, those people are always enigmatic and unpredictable. Even if they come, most won’t notice.
According to my master, the Hall of Souls likely won’t miss the chance to get involved in these ancient ruins, though it’s uncertain how many experts they’ll send."
Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded and said, "If that’s the case, we’ll face them head-on. If the Hall of Souls dares show up, we’ll make sure they leave empty-handed!"
After a brief discussion, the group dispersed to prepare for the opening of the ancient ruins.
Few Days Later
At the mountain peak, Mo Yu, Xiao Yan, and the others had already gathered and made their preparations.
Due to the extreme dangers, only Mo Yu’s group of three, Xiao Yan, and the newly arrived Tian Huo Zun Zhe were to venture into the ruins.
Most of the Falling Star Pavilion’s disciples and elders were stationed outside as reinforcements.
Standing at the edge of the mountain, Mo Yu observed the vast number of figures surging through the skies. His brows furrowed slightly.
As expected of a Dou Sheng expert’s ruins, its allure far surpassed that of the Hai Mo Zun Zhe’s relics in the Southern Sea.
"Let’s move," Mo Yu said, his figure transforming into a streak of light heading toward the mountain range’s center. Behind him, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yixian, and the others quickly followed.
At this moment, the Skeletal Mountain Range surged with intense activity.
The source of this liveliness came from the countless figures leaping through the air. Even the bone-chilling aura unique to the mountain range had been forcefully dispelled by the sheer number of people.
On their way to the ruins, Mo Yu’s sharp spiritual perception detected hidden, long-dormant presences in nearby peaks now moving. Streams of light shot out from the peaks, heading toward the same destination.
"This ancient ruin is truly a stage for titans," Mo Yu murmured, sensing the strength of these presences.
Even for him, obtaining a supreme treasure amid so many formidable competitors would be no easy task.
However, the greater the challenge, the more his battle spirit surged. With his current strength, few below the Dou Sheng level could stop him!
In mere minutes, the group reached the distorted space near the mountain range’s center.
Landing on a towering tree, Mo Yu surveyed the scene and saw a vast basin filled entirely with skeletal remains. From a distance, it looked like a sea of pale bones, chilling to the eye and spirit.
Around this sea of bones, dense crowds stood, their fiery gazes fixed on the distorted space at the center.
As soon as the spatial seal dissipated, this human sea would surge in like waves.
Mo Yu’s gaze swept across the crowd, pausing briefly in certain areas.
Raising his eyebrows slightly, he noted at least three Dou Zun experts with five-star strength.
"A Dou Sheng’s ruins indeed hold irresistible allure—even Dou Zun experts can’t stay away."
Suddenly, a faint tremor spread through the air.
Countless eyes instantly turned toward the sea of bones, where ripples were beginning to form in the distorted space.
The ancient ruins were finally about to appear!
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