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"Lei Zhen?!"
Hearing the startled cries of Hun Diao and his companion, Mo Yu froze momentarily. In front of him, ripples began to spread across the void.
The next moment, a figure clad in a black robe emerged silently.
The arrival of this figure shook the heavens. Thick silver currents of lightning, like serpentine bolts, cascaded behind him, stirring the entire realm into chaos.
"Hun Clan… What a despicable bunch."
The figure raised his head, revealing a face that, while not particularly handsome, radiated a solemn and commanding presence.
His deep, pitch-black eyes seemed to conceal a maelstrom of lightning, exuding an overwhelming and terrifying energy that made one's heart tremble.
"Lei Zhen!"
Hun Diao and his companion locked their gazes on the face, their eyes brimming with shock and fear.
Though they were immensely powerful, the man before them had once stood at the very pinnacle of the continent. Across the entire land, only a handful could rival his strength.
"Senior Hun Diao."
Even Hun Ya couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as he observed the sudden appearance of this stranger. Although unfamiliar with the man, he instinctively sensed a presence of death emanating from him.
"Lei Zhen's power is undeniable, but he's subject to the constraints of the Heavenly Tomb. He cannot freely leave the tomb and is restricted to appearing only once every ten years.
Since the ten-year mark hasn't arrived, this can't be his true form!" Hun Diao took a deep breath, suppressing his fear.
"Then the Lei Zhen before us is merely a projection?" the gray-robed elder beside him asked, his eyes glinting.
"Most likely just an image," Hun Diao replied coldly, emboldened by this realization. Although Lei Zhen, as one of the Lei Clan's ancestors, was formidable, a mere projection could hardly scare them off.
"Hmph, mere ants." Lei Zhen snorted disdainfully. "Even though I am but a projection, two One-Star Dou Shengs aren't worthy to speak in my presence!"
As the black-robed man's voice fell, he slowly raised his hand and made a light grasping motion toward Hun Diao and his companion.
"Shatter!"
The single word uttered by Lei Zhen seemed to carry the force of a thousand thunderclaps. Instantly, the space within a thousand-zhang radius collapsed entirely.
A massive black lightning hand materialized and struck toward the two without hesitation.
"Boom!"
The thunderous hand pierced through space at an unimaginable speed, crashing directly into Hun Diao and his companion.
Under the terrifying impact, the two could only tremble briefly before being reduced to nothingness, without even the chance to scream.
However, as their bodies disintegrated, the residual force from their demise sent Hun Ya and his companion flying far into the distance.
Lei Zhen cast a glance at the two who had been flung away but made no move to intercept them. In his eyes, Eight-Star Dou Zuns were no better than ants.
Witnessing this, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed. To casually dispatch two One-Star Dou Shengs with just a projection—this ancestral figure, Lei Zhen, was indeed terrifying.
High above, the black-robed man turned toward Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er after eliminating Hun Diao and his companion.
Under Lei Zhen's gaze, Mo Yu's expression grew serious. Yet, having reached the pinnacle in his previous life, he remained composed. While Lei Zhen was a peak Dou Sheng, Mo Yu believed himself to have been even stronger at his prime.
Thus, Mo Yu raised his head, meeting Lei Zhen's dark eyes with his own silver ones. It was as if thunder collided, sparking tension in the void.
After a long moment of silent confrontation, Lei Zhen's stern face broke into a smile, followed by booming laughter that echoed through the heavens.
"Ha-ha! The Lei Clan has produced an extraordinary talent!"
Lei Zhen stepped through the void, slowly approaching Mo Yu. However, just as the two anticipated a heartfelt reunion between kin, Lei Zhen's face suddenly turned stern as he said to Mo Yu:
"You… don't possess a divine-grade bloodline."
Mo Yu was stunned, a flicker of shock passing through his heart.
It was true—he did not have a divine-grade bloodline. In fact, his bloodline concentration was even inferior to that of ordinary Lei Clan members. Yet, not even the patriach had discovered this secret. Somehow, Lei Zhen had.
Hearing this, Lei Fei'er froze, her delicate face filled with urgency. "Ancestor Lei Zhen, my husband clearly has a divine-grade bloodline! This was confirmed before thousands of clan members and even my father. There can be no mistake!"
"Hmm? Are you questioning me?"
Lei Zhen's deep black eyes narrowed slightly as he snorted. "Your father, the current patriach of the Lei Clan, wouldn't dare speak to me like this."
"I dare not, Ancestor. Please forgive me!" Lei Fei'er quickly apologized, her delicate face tightening with fear.
Still, despite her fear, she couldn't help but murmur softly, "But my husband truly has a divine-grade bloodline… Could you have misjudged?"
Mo Yu felt a wave of warmth at Lei Fei'er's steadfast support but remained tense as he looked toward the black-robed man. Not possessing a divine-grade bloodline—what would this ancestral figure do with him now?
Lei Zhen folded his arms, his gaze sharp. "Indeed, he does not have a divine-grade bloodline. This is undeniable.
However, this boy possesses an even rarer and more powerful constitution—the Heavenly Thunder Body!"
"The Heavenly Thunder Body, more rare than a divine-grade bloodline?" Lei Fei'er's beautiful eyes widened in surprise as she turned to Mo Yu, her gaze filled with astonishment.
A divine-grade bloodline was already considered the most fearsome constitution among the eight great imperial clans. For thousands of years, no one in the Lei Clan had possessed it. Could there truly exist a constitution even more formidable?
Mo Yu was equally taken aback. Even he hadn't expected that someone in the Dou Qi Continent could recognize the Heavenly Thunder Body.
The black-robed man smiled faintly, patting Mo Yu's shoulder. "I sensed you the moment you entered the Heavenly Tomb. Your performance along the way has been commendable.
You remained calm in the face of danger and didn't abandon your comrades. You've done the Lei Clan proud."
Hearing Lei Zhen's praise, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile wryly. No wonder Lei Ying had said this ancestor had a peculiar temperament—his mood was as fickle as the wind.
"Junior Mo Yu greets Ancestor Lei Zhen," Mo Yu said, cupping his hands respectfully.
Regardless, since the other party had just saved him from the Hun Clan, Mo Yu would remember this favor.
"Oh, a descendant of the Mo Clan?" Lei Zhen murmured softly, then nodded slightly.
"Let's head into the tomb mansion. Due to the existence of the Heavenly Tomb, I can't leave this place. What you see now is just a projection of my image."
Hearing this, Lei Fei'er felt a jolt in her heart. Merely an image was able to kill two One-Star Dou Sheng energy entities with a wave of its hand. If this was the main body, wouldn't it possess the terrifying power to destroy everything?
"I suppose you're curious about how I know about your physique. Come with me," Lei Zhen said, smiling as he glanced at Mo Yu.
Mo Yu nodded, eager to find out how Lei Zhen had learned of his Heavenly Thunder Body.
Following Lei Zhen, the two of them continued flying deeper into the Heavenly Tomb for some time before finally coming to a halt.
The surroundings were pitch-black, like ink. The dim light around them made it feel as though they stood in a void, causing a sense of unease and disorientation.
"This is the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb," Lei Zhen said with a faint smile, pointing toward an ancient stone tablet. The solitary monument stood tall in the darkness, emanating an aura of majesty and permanence. "This is my tomb mansion."
Mo Yu followed Lei Zhen's gesture, his gaze fixed on the imposing stone tablet. Despite the countless years that had passed, the monument still exuded an indescribable energy.
The aura was violent and terrifying, sending an uncontrollable shiver through the soul.
"What a terrifying thunder force. It might even rival the top five Thunder Souls," Mo Yu thought, deeply shaken.
"Come with me," Lei Zhen said as he turned toward Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er. With his hands behind his back, he slowly approached the stone tablet. As his body touched the tablet, it gradually faded away until it disappeared entirely.
Seeing this, Mo Yu exhaled lightly, then extended his hand to Lei Fei'er with a smile. "Let's go."
"Hmm." Lei Fei'er's earlier nervousness dissipated upon seeing Mo Yu's smile. She gently placed her soft hand in his, letting him lead her toward the stone tablet.
As the surrounding light gradually dimmed, Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er slowly opened their eyes.
In front of them stood an ancient palace. Mo Yu was momentarily stunned. Hidden within the majestic stone tablet was such a mysterious place—truly the work of a Dou Sheng.
At the center of the grand hall stood Lei Zhen, hands behind his back. Before him lay a crystal-clear thunder pool, from which silver thunder serpents emerged, crackling with powerful electric currents.
"Do you know why I recognized your physique instead of mistaking you for a possessor of divine-grade bloodline?" Lei Zhen asked upon Mo Yu's arrival.
Mo Yu was momentarily taken aback. His eyes flickered slightly before he shook his head. "No, I don't. Please enlighten me, ancestor. Is there something special about my physique?"
With Lei Fei'er present, Mo Yu naturally pretended ignorance about the Heavenly Thunder Body. Otherwise, it would seem as though he were deliberately feigning a divine-grade bloodline.
"As I mentioned earlier, your physique is an extraordinarily powerful one known as the Heavenly Thunder Body.
This physique is so rare that it hasn't appeared on the Dou Qi Continent for a very long time. The last time it surfaced, it belonged to a Dou Di ancestor of my Lei Clan." Lei Zhen's eyes held a touch of nostalgia as he murmured.
"Dou Di ancestor?" Lei Fei'er was startled, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.
In all Dou Di families, every member revered their Dou Di ancestor above all else. Without the bloodline passed down from these ancestors, their current illustrious status would not exist.
The Lei Clan's Dou Di ancestor was particularly renowned for his terrifying Thunder Battle Physique, which was prominently featured in family records. However, ever since that ancestor shattered the void and left the world, the powerful physique had disappeared, fading into legend over time.
To Lei Fei'er's astonishment, someone within the Lei Clan now possessed a physique identical to that of the Dou Di ancestor.
This meant that Mo Yu's Heavenly Thunder Body was even more valuable than a divine-grade bloodline, which could only reach the peak of Dou Sheng. The Heavenly Thunder Body, however, had the potential to achieve Dou Di!
"Husband, you share the same physique as our ancestor!" Lei Fei'er tightly held Mo Yu's hand, her eyes shimmering with delight.
Although Lei Fei'er had always been proud, she admired strength. Learning that Mo Yu possessed the Heavenly Thunder Body, a power surpassing even divine-grade bloodlines, filled her with joy. She looked like a spellbound fan girl.
Seeing Lei Fei'er's reaction, Mo Yu smiled faintly. Who would have thought that this cold and elegant young lady of the Lei Clan had such an endearing side?
When Mo Yu laughed, Lei Fei'er's cheeks flushed. She playfully scolded him before breaking into a shy smile.
Mo Yu's Heavenly Thunder Body was undoubtedly astonishing news. If word spread back to the clan, it would cause an upheaval akin to an earthquake.
Even her father, the Patriach of the Lei Clan, would be utterly stunned.
"Alright, enough of your lovey-dovey antics in front of a dead man," Lei Zhen grumbled, his dissatisfaction evident. He stepped into the thunder pool, where his hands rose, causing the pool to slowly rotate.
As the thunder pool swirled, crimson light began to emanate from Lei Zhen's body, flowing through his feet and merging into the pool.
With each infusion of the strange crimson light, the once-violent thunder pool gradually turned blood-red, like a pool of scarlet lightning. Simultaneously, Lei Zhen's black hair turned white, and his face grew visibly older.
Seeing this, both Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er were alarmed. Just as they were about to speak, Lei Zhen waved his hand, laughing heartily.
"I can tell that while you possess the Heavenly Thunder Body, its bloodline concentration is very thin. Now, let this old man create an unparalleled prodigy who will make the entire continent tremble beneath the Lei Clan's might!"
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