Chapter 522: Chapter 520: The Terrifying Power of the Grand Desolate Thunder Orb
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"Boom!"
High in the sky, two figures, their bodies engulfed in dazzling battle energy, collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar that echoed to the heavens.
The overwhelming shockwave tore the void into sharp fragments.
Within a hundred-meter radius of the clash, no one dared to approach. Such terrifying battle energy could not be withstood even by ordinary Dou Zun experts.
"Is that all you has, Ninth Tianzun?"
After trading a fierce punch with Ninth Tianzun, the raw force knocked his opponent back dozens of steps. Mo Yu sneered coldly, a hint of mockery on his face.
Having advanced to a six-star Dou Zun, Mo Yu could now fight evenly, or even gain the upper hand, against an opponent of Ninth Tianzun’s level—an eight-star Dou Zun.
Ninth Tianzun’s face darkened further at Mo Yu’s taunts. To be held back by a mere junior in front of so many Hall of Souls experts was a humiliation he could hardly bear.
"Seventh Tianzun, how long are you going to just watch? Take this brat down already! Do you want Eighth Tianzun, who’s attacking the Falling Star Pavilion, to laugh at us?"
Taking a deep breath, Ninth Tianzun turned to the nearby Seventh Tianzun.
"Heh, Ninth Tianzun, I didn’t expect you to struggle against a mere boy. You’re truly tarnishing the name of the Hall of Souls." Seventh Tianzun chuckled as he dashed into the fray.
"Hmph, this brat’s methods are too strange, and his strength is formidable. If we don’t take him down soon, he’ll become a major threat to the Hall of Souls!" Ninth Tianzun snorted coldly, suppressing his anger.
Hearing this, Seventh Tianzun narrowed his eyes slightly before nodding.
Even though he had merely observed the battle, he could tell that Mo Yu’s strength was extraordinary.
Coupled with his young age, it was clear this youth could pose a serious threat to the Hall of Souls in the future.
Mo Yu, meanwhile, frowned slightly upon hearing that the Hall of Souls’s Eighth Tianzun was attacking the Falling Star Pavilion.
He hadn’t expected the Hall of Souls to orchestrate such a massive operation, splitting their forces to wipe out both the Yuan Manor and the Falling Star Pavilion simultaneously.
Far from the battlefield, high above the outskirts of Yuan City, a gathering of strong figures from Central Plains and spies from various factions observed from a distance.
The Hall of Souls, one of the most powerful forces in Central Plains, never acted without attracting widespread attention. This time, their openly aggressive actions had drawn many watchful eyes.
"Yuan Manor is facing disaster, daring to provoke the Hall of Souls," an elder from the Western Region marveled.
"If Yuan Manor falls, there’ll be no overlord left in the Western Region. Perhaps the Azure Cloud Sect could rise to power."
"Tch, if Yuan Manor falls, your third-rate Azure Cloud Sect won’t even come close. Overlord Valley is the true second power under Yuan Manor."
"What did you say? Seeking death?"
"Hmph, I’m not afraid of you!"
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These observers occasionally clashed, rekindling old rivalries. But most kept their focus on Yuan City, where the real drama unfolded.
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"I can’t afford to drag this out—I must finish these two old monsters quickly."
Mo Yu, ignoring the sideline spectators, made up his mind.
Although he had the upper hand, the Hall of Souls had brought many elite fighters. Prolonging the battle would lead to heavy casualties for Yuan Manor.
Moreover, the situation at the Falling Star Pavilion remained uncertain. If Yao Lao wasn’t revived soon, the pavilion would face grave danger.
With that, Mo Yu’s right hand began to glow with a brilliant array of lightning colors. He stepped forward into the void, advancing steadily toward Ninth and Seventh Tianzuns.
Seeing Mo Yu approach, thunder orb in hand, Ninth Tianzun’s face grew grim.
He had suffered a bitter defeat from this technique during their last encounter. Now that Mo Yu was deploying it again, his vigilance was heightened.
"Hmph, you injured me through a sneak attack last time. Do you think the same trick will work again?"
Ninth Tianzun sneered coldly, turning to Seventh Tianzun.
"Let’s finish this quickly. Kill him and wipe out Yuan Manor in one go!"
Seventh Tianzun nodded gravely. He, too, felt a sense of deep danger emanating from the thunder orb in Mo Yu’s hand.
"No wonder even Ninth Tianzun fears you. But anyone who dares challenge the Hall of Souls will meet a grim end!"
With that, Seventh Tianzun released a surge of battle energy from his palm, which then condensed into a strange liquid form.
The liquid twisted eerily before solidifying into a massive starry decapitating blade.
The blade shimmered like a constellation, its surface coated with a strange crystalline layer. As the edge sliced through the void, it left a thumb-sized crack in its wake.
"A nine-star Dou Zun..." Mo Yu muttered, his expression solemn as he sensed Seventh Tianzun’s formidable power.
The Hall of Souls’s Nine Tianzuns were all truly formidable opponents.
Seventh Tianzun gripped the blade tightly, exchanging a glance with Ninth Tianzun before locking eyes on Mo Yu. With a fierce burst of residual energy, he swung the blade, sending a barrage of afterimages slicing through the void.
"Starlight War God Slash!"
As his deep roar echoed, the sky dimmed, and countless stars appeared behind him, converging into streams of light that surged toward the blade.
With each stream of light absorbed, the blade’s energy grew even more terrifying.
Simultaneously, Ninth Tianzun grinned wickedly, rapidly forming hand seals as vast battle energy erupted from his body. His palms glowed with a pale blue light as he opened his mouth, unleashing a torrent of blue battle energy.
The energy quickly condensed into a massive, ferocious taotie, exuding a powerful and oppressive aura. Its sharp claws slashed toward Mo Yu.
"Violent Rain Taotie!"
"Die!"
Seventh and Ninth Tianzuns attacked in unison.
The combined might of the massive blade and the colossal taotie shattered the space before them, sending chunks of void spiraling into chaos.
The immense blade and the beast, both spanning over a hundred meters, surged toward Mo Yu with unstoppable force, tearing through the sky like bolts of lightning.
This sudden, devastating assault instantly drew the attention of countless onlookers.
Some knowledgeable onlookers were immediately filled with astonishment. Seventh Tianzun, Qi Xing Tianzun, and Ninth Tianzun, Mo Yu (Rain Demon) Tianzun, were both well-known powerhouses in the Central Plains.
Now, these two experts had unleashed their ultimate trump cards—techniques that had claimed the lives of countless strong opponents over the years.
"The deadly move jointly executed by the two Tianzuns of the Hall of Souls has immense power. Among Dou Zuns, very few can take this attack head-on. Mo Yu is likely doomed," someone remarked.
Outside the Yuan Manor, the gathered experts observing the scene couldn’t help but shake their heads.
Faced with the terrifying blade light, sharp enough to tear the heavens, and the massive Rain Taotie, Mo Yu’s gaze wavered slightly. His slow forward steps stopped abruptly, and the Black Gold Thunder Orb in his right palm began exuding an increasingly intense primal aura.
"Thinking of running now? Too late!"
Seeing Mo Yu halt, Seventh and Ninth Tianzuns thought he was intimidated by their combined strike and sneered coldly.
However, Mo Yu paid no attention to their ridicule. His eyes were fixed on his right palm. As the final Thunder Soul fused into the orb, a point of incomparably deep purple-gold lightning emerged, trembling slightly.
With the appearance of this purple light, the dazzling black glow rapidly faded. Meanwhile, the purple dot grew larger as though it were devouring the black energy.
Simultaneously, an overwhelming, primal aura emanated from the Purple Gold Thunder Orb.
Though others could not perceive it, Mo Yu, as its controller, knew clearly that the thunder orb’s destructive power had surged by several times.
"To die by our hands is an honor!"
The blade light and Rain Taotie approached swiftly. At such close range, not even Mo Yu’s speed could allow him to evade.
Seeing this, Seventh and Ninth Tianzuns sneered again.
"What use is monstrous talent if you still end up dying by the hands of the Hall of Souls?"
"Heh..."
Hearing their laughter, a faint smile appeared on Mo Yu’s face. His palm slammed heavily into the void before him, and his cold voice rang out:
"Grand Desolate Thunder Orb!"
"Boom!"
The terrifying Purple Gold Thunder Orb descended, causing space to collapse instantly. A bone-chilling storm of purple-gold lightning erupted from its center, violently colliding with the sharp blade light and Rain Taotie.
"Boom!"
At the moment of impact, silence enveloped the heavens and earth as if even the wind had ceased. But this silence lasted only an instant before a deafening explosion shattered the stillness, shaking the skies.
A colossal storm of thunder and lightning, spanning over a thousand meters, erupted from the point of collision.
The surrounding space fractured into patches of dark void, while fierce winds rained down from above, lifting sand and stones.
All could clearly see the ground within a thousand-meter radius being stripped away layer by layer, massive fissures spreading like an earthquake from deep underground.
Had Mo Yu not deliberately shifted the battlefield away from Yuan City, the entire city would have been destroyed by this cataclysmic clash.
As they watched the destructive storm of ruin sweeping through the sky, the faces of every Hall of Souls member present turned pale.
They could hardly believe that someone of Mo Yu’s strength could unleash such a terrifying attack. The explosion of the thunder orb was far beyond the level of ordinary Tian Class Dou Techniques.
"Caw!"
Amidst the storm imbued with destructive primal aura, the blade light and Rain Taotie in the sky shattered into nothingness with a loud bang.
"Pfft!"
Seventh and Ninth Tianzuns spat out mouthfuls of blood, their faces pale. It was clear they had suffered serious backlash from the destruction of their techniques.
"How could this kid’s thunder orb become so much stronger?" Ninth Tianzun felt a twinge of fear as he sensed the devastating power of the storm.
The last time Mo Yu used the thunder orb, it had only injured him in a sneak attack. Now, even with their combined strength, they could not suppress him.
"Boom!"
As Ninth Tianzun’s expression darkened, the storm of primal destruction continued to rage in the sky.
Seeing the storm approaching, both Seventh and Ninth Tianzuns felt a deep sense of danger.
Their hand seals shifted rapidly, and with a low shout, endless cold energy gathered around them, forming a massive blue water barrier a hundred meters thick.
Seventh Tianzun poured all his Dou Qi into the barrier, helping Ninth Tianzun reinforce it.
In mere seconds, the barrier expanded to three hundred meters, appearing indestructible like steel.
Mo Yu hovered in the sky at a distance, a mocking smile on his lips as he observed the storm of primal thunder.
Though this was his first battle against two peak Dou Zuns on the Dou Qi continent, the thunder orb he now wielded contained the fourth-ranked Primodial Ancestral Thunder. Its power was incomparable to before.
Hence, he had named it the "Grand Desolate Thunder Orb," and today would be its first true test of power!
Under Mo Yu’s and everyone else’s gaze, the terrifying storm of destruction finally slammed into the massive blue barrier.
The overwhelming power of the thunder immediately warped the surrounding space.
The terrifying scene caused many faces to change dramatically.
"Bang!"
The storm swept out again, and the seemingly indestructible barrier lasted only an instant before shattering with a loud bang.
Rainwater poured down from the sky, striking the ground with crisp, clear sounds.
"Ugh!"
The destruction of the water barrier sent shockwaves through Ninth Tianzun and his companion. Both trembled, muffled groans escaping their throats, and blood trickled from the corners of their mouths. Their breathing grew erratic, showing they had suffered significant internal injuries.
Seventh Tianzun wiped the blood from his mouth, his eyes locked on Mo Yu in the distance, filled with both fear and unwillingness.
He, the dignified Seventh Tianzun, had suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of a junior. A complete and utter defeat!
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