Chapter 351: Explosion of the Black Gold Thunder Orb
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"Hun Feng!"
Hearing the name uttered by the black-robed man before him, Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed as his expression subtly shifted.
He had initially assumed that the person summoned by the Protector Wu would be a powerhouse from the Hall of Souls. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be someone from the Hun Clan!
Moreover, Mo Yu was no stranger to the name Hun Feng. Memories of the individual's background quickly surfaced in his mind.
The future young clan leader of the Hun Clan!
If Mo Yu remembered correctly, this man was one of the top geniuses within the Hun Clan, equivalent in status to Xun'er within the Gu Clan. He was also a bearer of the Hun Clan's divine-grade bloodline!
In the original story, this individual appeared roughly ten years later, possessing the pinnacle strength of a Two-Star Dou Sheng. His debut during the contest for the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame had placed immense pressure on Xiao Yan at that time.
Mo Yu knew that over the millennia, the Hun Clan had only produced two divine-grade bloodline bearers. To his surprise, one of them had been dispatched to the Northwest Continent today.
Thinking of this, Mo Yu's expression turned grim.
A bearer of a divine-grade bloodline was considered the heart and soul of the Eight Ancient Clans. Among the other ancient clans besides the Gu Clan, it was rare to find even a Nine-Grade bloodline bearer.
Although the Hun Clan had two divine-grade bloodline bearers, they were undoubtedly cherished. To think that they had sent one of them after him showed how much interest the clan had in him after the Black Demon Army, led by Mang Ting, had sought him out earlier.
At this moment, Hun Feng's sudden arrival, tearing through the space as if shattering it, brought a terrifying pressure to everyone present.
Despite his youthful appearance, the faint but powerful aura emanating from him resembled the oppressive weight of a deep ocean. Even some Dou Zong experts dared not breathe loudly under his presence.
What shocked everyone even more was that breaking through space was an ability exclusive to Dou Zun experts!
Although it was evident that the black-robed youth had been summoned by Protector Wu through special means, this also implied that there might be a Dou Zun expert backing both Protector Wu and the youth!
The Mu Lan Three Elders and Yan Luotian were visibly pleased.
No matter what, they were currently aligned with Yun Lan Sect. Although there had been some discord, it wasn't irreparable.
Now that Yun Shan had invited such a powerful ally, the tide of the battle against Mo Yu's side could very well turn in their favor.
On the other hand, Hai Bodong and Jia Xing Tian's faces darkened. They gazed solemnly at the black-robed youth in the sky, exuding an invisible pressure.
For some reason, they felt an inexplicable sense of nobility from the youth, akin to how lower-tier magical beasts might feel when facing a higher-tier one—a sense of bloodline suppression.
"Hun Feng, thank you for gracing us with your presence. I didn't expect the Hall to send someone of your caliber. This is truly using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken."
Protector Wu had discarded his previously arrogant demeanor, hurrying to Hun Feng's side with a flattering smile.
"I volunteered for this mission. Initially, I thought the genius capable of troubling the Black Demon Army of the Lei Clan must be extraordinary. I didn't expect them to be so weak.
"Well, then. Don't blame me if I'm too heavy-handed and accidentally cripple this boy. I'm sure that fiery-tempered clan leader of the Lei Clan won't hold it against me." Hun Feng's lips curved into a faint smile as he spoke.
Hearing this, Protector Wu replied respectfully, "Of course! Lord Hun Feng is among the top geniuses of the clan. Even some of the older generation pale in comparison to you.
"Even if the Lei Clan leader is dissatisfied, with the clan lord and elders supporting you, at most, you'd face some token punishment, like a brief confinement, just to save face for the Lei Clan. I doubt it would be anything severe."
Hun Feng had anticipated such a scenario. Shifting his gaze to Mo Yu, he said indifferently, "Since I began my cultivation, I've rarely sparred with those of lower rank than me. I specialize in challenging those stronger than myself and have never tasted defeat in or outside the clan.
"Although your strength is pitifully low, I can't simply let you go because of my mission. Let's make it fair. I'll give you three free moves."
Standing loftily, Hun Feng gazed down at Mo Yu with arrogance. Given his status and position, he wouldn't have even glanced at Mo Yu if not for the clan's interest.
Mo Yu's expression remained calm, his demeanor as composed as ever. However, deep within, a flicker of anger emerged.
It had been a long time since he felt this kind of contempt from a peer. Although the man before him was an extraordinary talent of the Hun Clan, it stirred a faint killing intent within him.
"Coincidentally, I also specialize in challenging those above my level. I've never lost either. How about I let you have three moves instead?" Mo Yu coldly met Hun Feng's gaze with a sneer.
His words sent a ripple of shock through the crowd. No one had expected Mo Yu to confront the mysterious black-robed youth so boldly.
Lin Yan and Liu Qing exchanged wry smiles and shook their heads in admiration.
Their lord was truly fearless, just as he had been in Jia Nan Academy, where he crushed his peers. Now, facing such a terrifyingly powerful and mysterious youth, his courage remained unshaken.
Hun Feng's expression froze momentarily at Mo Yu's words. His pitch-black eyes, resembling a deep abyss, grew increasingly cold.
The atmosphere atop Yun Lan Mountain became palpably tense, as an oppressive pressure weighed on everyone's hearts. It was clear that the originally calm and collected Hun Feng was now angered.
"Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Boom!"
As his words fell, dense black Dou Qi erupted from Hun Feng's body. An icy wave spread outward, enveloping the area.
"A Three-Star Dou Zong!"
Feeling the boundless power emanating from Hun Feng, Yun Shan and Yan Luotian, both Dou Zong experts, were left in shock.
A seemingly twenty-year-old black-robed youth wielding the power of a Three-Star Dou Zong—such a prodigy was unheard of in the Northwest Continent. Perhaps only the strong clans and sects of Central Plains could nurture such talent.
Sensing Hun Feng's displayed strength, Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed.
No wonder this man could stand alongside Xun'er as one of the supreme geniuses of the Eight Ancient Clans. His talent was indeed terrifying.
Hun Feng was the most formidable peer Mo Yu had faced since his rebirth.
At the mere age of twenty, he had already reached the level of a Three-Star Dou Zong. If he were to unleash the divine Dou Emperor bloodline within him, his strength could skyrocket in a short period, just like Xun'er in the original story.
Recalling how this man would reach the level of a Two-Star Dou Sheng within a decade, Mo Yu couldn't help but marvel at the might of the divine Dou Emperor bloodline.
"Let me see what makes a scion of a Lei Clan subsidiary clan think he's worthy of such audacious words."
With that, Hun Feng ceased wasting words. Raising his right hand, he extended a slender finger.
Instantly, a terrifying amount of black Dou Qi condensed at his fingertip, forming a sharp, spiral bullet the size of half a finger.
Aiming his finger at Mo Yu, Hun Feng smirked faintly and murmured, "Bang!"
The black spiral bullet shot out, tearing through the air over Yun Lan Mountain. Even those with weaker strength felt a suffocating pressure from the attack.
Upon witnessing the situation, the experts on the side of the Jia Ma Empire showed visible alarm. Even Xiao Yixian couldn't help but consider flying over to assist.
"Poison Sect Master, since Cousin Mo Yu dares to speak so boldly, he must have his own trump cards. We'd better not interfere in this battle," Xiao Li advised hesitantly when he noticed Xiao Yixian about to move.
Having spent considerable time together in the Black-Corner Region, Xiao Li had gained a solid understanding of Mo Yu's personality. He knew that Mo Yu wouldn't engage in a direct confrontation with the mysterious black-robed youth without absolute confidence in his success.
Hearing Xiao Li's words, Xiao Yixian paused. Recalling Mo Yu's ever-confident demeanor in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, she hesitated briefly before halting her steps.
Though she believed the black-robed youth was likely stronger than her, she thought that perhaps Mo Yu could achieve the impossible. After all, the scenes from Qing Shan Town were deeply etched into her memory.
In the battlefield, as the spiraling black projectile rapidly approached, Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed slightly. No longer hesitating, he stepped forward, releasing a vast and overwhelming aura far surpassing that of an ordinary Dou Huang. The majestic energy surged from his body, engulfing the surroundings.
Wielding the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear, Mo Yu's momentum climbed to its peak. His robust physique resembled that of a fierce beast, showcasing the unrivaled strength of his perfected Thunder Body.
"Boom!"
The spear struck the incoming black projectile head-on, producing a piercing sound in mid-air.
Feeling the immense force transmitted through the spear, Mo Yu gritted his teeth. The Vermilion Burning Sky Thunder erupted from his palm, racing along the spear like a serpent and attacking the black projectile.
Under the onslaught of the Vermilion Burning Sky Thunder, the black projectile's energy weakened considerably. Sensing this shift, Mo Yu's body surged with lightning, and his iron-like arms infused more power into the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear.
"Break!"
With a fierce cry, Mo Yu's spear gleamed with crimson thunder and shattered the black projectile with devastating force.
"Oh?"
The previously impassive Hun Feng revealed a hint of surprise, murmuring, "That physique and the peculiar thunder seem far from ordinary."
Though Hun Feng's spiral bullet appeared simple, the support of his formidable Dou Qi meant it could lethally strike even a seven- or eight-star Dou Huang. Yet Mo Yu, a newly ascended one-star Dou Huang, managed to destroy it. This display of strength garnered Hun Feng's attention.
"Your talent is impressive; you'd surpass 80% of the geniuses in my clan," Hun Feng remarked, his tone cold and aloof as he gazed down at Mo Yu.
"Heh, your talent isn't bad either," Mo Yu responded with a chuckle.
Mo Yu knew that Hun Feng, destined to become the Hun Clan's Young Master, possessed extraordinary bloodline and talent. Without his myriad of trump cards, Mo Yu might have already fled.
Hun Feng sneered coldly. "Your tongue is sharp. Let's see if your strength matches it."
With that, Hun Feng's figure blurred as he charged toward Mo Yu.
His five fingers, transformed into razor-sharp black claws, aimed for Mo Yu's vital points.
As Hun Feng closed in, Mo Yu's sense of danger spiked. He retreated quickly, but his speed, though impressive, fell short compared to the three-star Dou Zong, who was equipped with high-tier Dou techniques.
Despite the immense disparity, Mo Yu wasn't without means to compensate.
Just as Hun Feng's claws were about to strike, Mo Yu's figure vanished with a faint "whoosh."
"Space traversal?"
Hun Feng's calm gaze finally sharpened. The residual spatial ripples at Mo Yu's previous position marked an ability exclusive to Dou Zun experts.
The experts on Yun Lan Mountain were equally stunned, staring at the vanished Mo Yu in disbelief.
"Spatial traversal… That's a hallmark of Dou Zong experts!"
"Interesting…" Hun Feng's expression grew more serious as his lips curled into a smirk.
He could tell that Mo Yu relied on some kind of artifact to perform spatial traversal rather than his own strength, which piqued his curiosity.
Hun Feng's predatory gaze unsettled Mo Yu.
Hun Feng's earlier speed, likely the result of a mid-tier earth-rank movement technique, was a testament to the Hun Clan's vast resources. Coupled with his three-star Dou Zong cultivation, Mo Yu would've been unable to evade even a single strike without the Flash Void Breaking Thunder.
As Hun Feng struck again, Mo Yu hastily activated the Flash Void Breaking Thunder, vanishing just in time to evade a terrifying black claw strike that distorted the space around it.
"Cat and mouse, is it?" Hun Feng chuckled.
On Yun Lan Mountain, Mo Yu relied on the Flash Void Breaking Thunder to evade Hun Feng's relentless attacks, engaging in a desperate game of hit-and-run.
However, after just a few minutes, Hun Feng discerned the artifact's limitations—it could only enable short-distance teleportation. With this insight, he began predicting Mo Yu's reappearance points.
Although Mo Yu narrowly avoided each attack, his robes were shredded by the residual energy, revealing deep, bloody gashes across his body.
Breathing heavily, Mo Yu dodged another attack and gritted his teeth in frustration. He communicated briefly with Xiao Jin before summoning a golden thunder orb into his palm.
As the Black Gold Thunder Orb materialized, the surrounding space trembled violently.
Hovering mid-air with silver wings spread, Mo Yu appeared slightly pale. The golden orb in his hand crackled with electric currents, exuding an overwhelming and terrifying energy that sent chills through everyone present.
Even Hun Feng's calm demeanor wavered as he noted the energy radiating from the orb.
"He's wielding something quite dangerous…" Hun Feng murmured, intrigued.
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