Chapter 353: Defeating Hun Feng, The Hun Clan Expert
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Lifting his gaze to Hun Feng's gloomy face in the distance, Mo Yu chuckled coldly and flicked his finger against the Thunder Orb. The orb floated forward, slowly leaving his hand.
Once released, the Black-Gold Thunder Orb expanded rapidly in the wind, growing from palm-sized to over a meter wide in the blink of an eye.
The sizzling black-gold thunder surging around it made it resemble a violent miniature planet, exuding an overwhelming aura of destruction.
As the Thunder Orb swelled to its massive size, the surrounding space began to tremble violently. Tiny, pitch-black cracks started spreading from the distorted void, hinting at the terrifying power within the orb—strong enough to rupture space itself.
Seeing the tiny black fractures forming around the spinning Thunder Orb, Hun Feng's pupils contracted slightly. This level of destructive force brought immense pressure, even for him.
"Haha! Mo Yu, it seems you're the only one among the younger generation of the Eight Ancient Clans worthy of being my opponent!"
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Hun Feng's face as his battle intent surged. Mo Yu's shocking display of strength had made Hun Feng regard him as a rival on equal footing.
Black Dou Qi surged around Hun Feng's body like a tide, amplified by the power of his clan's bloodline. His aura now rivaled that of a five- or six-star Dou Zong. With his profound foundation, even a seven- or eight-star Dou Zong might meet their end against him in a direct confrontation.
The enormous black palm print cast a shadow over the sky, causing fear to ripple through the onlookers. Stronger experts could barely maintain their composure, while weaker ones trembled uncontrollably. The most fragile even fainted outright.
"Go!"
Mo Yu's gaze fixed on the black palm print looming over the sky. With a light flick of his finger, the spinning Thunder Orb trembled slightly before shooting forward with a sharp whistle.
The black-gold streak of light tore through space, carrying terrifying, violent lightning as it surged toward the overwhelming black palm print.
"Hell Shatter Soul Palm!"
Hun Feng's expression grew grim as he watched the black-gold light streak toward him. With a cold smile, his hand seals shifted, and a shout burst from his throat.
The colossal black palm print roiled violently, its black mist spiraling into the shape of a mountain ready to crush everything beneath it.
"Destroy!"
Hun Feng's hand seals transformed abruptly, and with a low growl, the black palm print condensed with his full strength charged headlong into the Thunder Orb.
The distance between the two attacks vanished in an instant. Like meteors colliding, two terrifying forces capable of obliterating everything met in a cataclysmic impact that left both Mo Yu and Hun Feng taut with tension.
"Boom!"
When the two energies collided, the entire world seemed to fall silent for a moment. Then, an explosion erupted as energy surged wildly in all directions. The violent storm of colorful energy scattered across the heavens, as though fleeing the epicenter of the clash.
The chaotic burst of energy stopped all nearby combatants in their tracks. Their gazes turned toward the collision zone, filled with horror at the vacuum-like region where the Thunder Orb and the palm print had met.
Even from afar, the energy ripples caused by the clash struck terror into their hearts. If they were caught in that storm, their bodies would likely be obliterated on the spot.
"Boom!"
The eerie stillness lasted but a heartbeat before an apocalyptic energy storm erupted from the collision's center.
The shockwave spread over a hundred meters, forcing both factions to flee the battlefield in disarray. Even seasoned experts knew that being caught in the storm would be disastrous.
"The Manor Lord grows more terrifying by the day," Lin Yan muttered, wiping sweat from his brow as he stood on a distant mountain peak, miles from the Yun Lan Mountain Range. Beside him, Lin Xiuya and Liu Qing nodded with wry smiles.
Atop a treetop not far from Yun Lan Mountain, Mu Lan Three Elders and Yan Luotian emerged, their faces pale as they stared at the sky-shrouding lightning storm with unease.
Even as Dou Zong-level experts, they couldn't suppress their fear in the face of such destructive power. The killing moves unleashed by both Mo Yu and Hun Feng could easily claim the life of a high-tier Dou Zong if they weren't careful.
"Damn it! How can this brat possess such bizarrely powerful techniques? And what is this 'Lei Clan'? We've never heard of it before! Wasn't Mo Yu from a minor family in the Jia Ma Empire?"
The lion-headed elder of the Mu Lan Three Elders growled anxiously as he watched the battle unfold, his heart filled with unease.
Yan Luotian, visibly shaken, scowled and said coldly to the elders, "You dragged me into this mess without proper investigation. Ridiculous!"
Turning to leave, he added, "I still have poison in me. I won't stay here to die." Without waiting for a response, Yan Luotian flew off toward the Luo Yan Empire.
However, after only a few dozen meters, a ghostly figure blocked his path. Yan Luotian's pupils shrank as he recognized the one who had gravely injured him—the Poison Sect's Master, Xiao Yixian.
Outside the Yun Lan Mountain Range, countless eyes watched as the energy storm gradually dissipated. Only after escaping its reach did they dare look up at the lightning-filled sky.
Murmurs filled the air as everyone speculated about the outcome of the battle.
Yao Lao and Protector Wu also stared at the scene, their faces filled with shock.
"Damn it! How could this brat from the Lei Clan possess such strength? Lord Hun Feng is among the top talents of the clan's younger generation and has never been defeated!" Protector Wu muttered anxiously.
Yao Lao, observing the scene, smirked slightly. "It seems the Lei Clan is about to rise to prominence…"
Meanwhile, Xiao Yan, who had just forced back Yun Shan, was shaken by the destructive power of Mo Yu's Black-Gold Thunder Orb.
The display sparked an idea within him. "If I could fuse ten Angry Buddha Lotus Flame into one… its power would be unimaginable!"
However, he quickly dismissed the thought with a bitter smile. Creating one Angry Buddha Lotus Flame was already exhausting, let alone fusing ten.
As the energy storm dissipated, two silhouettes remained motionless in the air.
For a moment, silence reigned as everyone held their breath, wondering if the two combatants had perished in the storm.
Suddenly, the sound of rushing wind broke the silence, and a figure emerged from the remnants of the energy storm.
The crowd's attention instantly snapped to the figure. Some sharp-eyed individuals quickly identified the person, their voices filled with joy.
"It's the Grand Elder ally ! He's alive!"
The news brought relief and pride to the Yun Lan Sect, and their tense faces finally relaxed into smiles.
Although they were unaware of Hun Feng's identity, they knew that Protector Wu had been invited by Yun Shan, and Hun Feng had been summoned by Protector Wu. Since Hun Feng was an enemy of Mo Yu, he naturally belonged to the Yun Lan Sect's side.
Since Hun Feng was the one left standing, it meant the Yun Lan Sect had claimed victory. From now on, the Jia Ma Empire would inevitably fall under their rule. Compared to the triumphant expressions on the faces of the Yun Lan Sect members, the Jia Ma Empire alliance looked grim, their jaws clenched as an oppressive silence fell over them.
Even Xiao Yixian frowned slightly, unwilling to accept Mo Yu's apparent defeat.
"Everyone, don't panic. Something feels off!" Just as despair began to sink in, Hai Bodong's stern voice suddenly broke the tension.
"Whoosh!"
A sharp sound of something slicing through the air resounded, drawing everyone's attention skyward. The thunderstorm that had engulfed the horizon suddenly twisted, and in the next instant, a silver figure burst out of it.
The pair of dazzling silver Thunder Wings stood out starkly against the dark sky.
"It's the Manor Lord! He's safe!"
Recognizing the familiar thunder wings, the previously dejected members of the Jia Ma Empire and the experts from the Imperial Alliance erupted into cheers.
Meanwhile, the Yun Lan Sect members, who had been laughing triumphantly moments before, were suddenly silenced as though their throats had been clutched by an invisible hand. Their expressions froze, looking utterly ridiculous.
Hovering in mid-air, Mo Yu flapped his Thunder Wings lightly, his gaze fixed on Hun Feng, whose aura was feeble and face ashen. With a cold smile, he declared, "Heh, this battle... I've won!"
Although Mo Yu had sustained significant injuries in the earlier clash, his True Origin Devouring Thunder allowed him to discreetly absorb energy from the chaotic storm, replenishing his strength. As a result, he now held a slight advantage over Hun Feng.
Without further ado, Mo Yu's Thunder Wings vibrated as his figure transformed into a streak of silver thunder, hurtling toward the utterly drained Hun Feng. In the blink of an eye, Mo Yu appeared above Hun Feng, startling the onlookers below.
"Mo Yu, how dare you kill me?!" Hun Feng growled incredulously.
Hearing this, Mo Yu sneered, the crimson thunder on his fist surging violently. With an overwhelming force, he smashed his fist into Hun Feng's chest, ignoring the terror in his opponent's eyes.
"Hmph! What wouldn't I dare?!"
The thunderous impact echoed through the sky as Mo Yu's mocking voice rang out without restraint.
In that moment, Mo Yu deduced the purpose behind Hun Feng's presence. The Hall of Souls must have sent Hun Feng as part of a trial. Among the eight ancient clans, it was common for the younger generation to challenge each other, and casualties were apparently acceptable, as Hun Feng's words earlier suggested.
With this understanding, Mo Yu showed no mercy. Backed by Lei Ying and the entire Lei Clan, and with Hun Feng instigating the conflict first, he had no qualms about finishing him off. Given the Hall of Souls' ongoing grand plan, they wouldn't dare go to war with the Lei Clan over a single loss.
"Boom!"
The dull sound of flesh meeting force resounded, causing countless hearts to tighten involuntarily.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood sprayed from Hun Feng's lips as his body plummeted like a bird with broken wings, crashing heavily onto the Yun Lan Sect's tournament platform.
Mo Yu, his face smeared with blood, panted heavily as his chest heaved. His trembling arms and the growing weakness within him made it clear that he was at his limit.
Beating his increasingly fragile Thunder Wings, Mo Yu locked his eyes on Hun Feng, whose body lay motionless in a deep crater. Although his aura was incredibly faint, it hadn't entirely dissipated.
Gritting his teeth, Mo Yu summoned the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear into his hand. Gripping it tightly, he activated what little Dou Qi he had left and shot down toward Hun Feng. He intended to deliver the final, decisive blow!
"Lei Clan brat, among peers, it's enough to stop at a point. Don't go too far."
Just as the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear was about to strike, an aged voice echoed through the sky.
The space beside Hun Feng trembled violently, and a shriveled, pitch-black hand, ghastly and demonic, suddenly shot out.
With a mere flick of this black hand, Mo Yu was engulfed by an overwhelming wave of pressure. His spear trembled uncontrollably, and his body was sent flying backward.
Struggling to stabilize himself by frantically flapping his Thunder Wings, Mo Yu turned to look at the source of the disturbance.
From the rippling space emerged a lean figure cloaked in dense, oppressive black mist. The figure leaned on a dark cane engraved with malevolent ghostly patterns, exuding an aura of terrifying power.
Seeing this, Mo Yu's pupils contracted sharply.
"A Hun Clan expert!"
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