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"Mo Yu?"
"Young Master?!"
"Your Highness!"
As the silver-eyed young man suddenly appeared atop the city wall, many around him froze in shock.
Moments later, a surge of ecstatic joy erupted, and various titles echoed in the air.
To the strong warriors of the Snake-People Clan, Mo Yu was not only the hero who had helped them establish their nation but also their queen's consort. Thus, addressing him as "His Highness" was perfectly fitting.
Although years had passed, and Mo Yu appeared more mature than before, his face, familiar to the soul, was instantly recognized by many Snake-People warriors.
In response to the joyous exclamations, Mo Yu smiled faintly. He was about to speak when his brow furrowed slightly. The thousand-foot beast nearby suddenly became violent again, releasing a terrifying aura that surged in all directions. Then, it charged with unstoppable force, carrying a deadly gale with it.
"Be careful!"
The sudden change startled many, who cried out in alarm.
"Boom!"
As the shouts echoed, an explosion erupted. The crowd stared in disbelief as the combined attack of the twenty Dou Zun experts forming the thousand-foot beast was crushed in Mo Yu's hand!
Not only were that, but the twenty Dou Zun experts from the Profound Lion Sect thrown back violently by the recoil. Groans filled the air as they spat out blood, their eyes brimming with fear and disbelief.
With just one move, Mo Yu had effortlessly broken the joint ultimate strike of twenty Dou Zun experts, leaving them coughing up blood. His body didn't even turn as he glanced at the battlefield, where the Serpent Empire's forces were at a disadvantage. With a light wave of his hand, he said, "Take action!"
"Boom!"
As Mo Yu's command fell, a sky-shaking burst of energy erupted in the distance.
Swiftly, a chorus of wind-breaking sounds followed. Everyone looked up and saw dozens of figures stepping through the void like shooting stars, appearing atop the city walls in mere moments.
"Dou Zun experts?!"
When these figures appeared, warriors from both the Serpent Empire and the Profound Lion Sect gasped. They realized that this entire group consisted of Dou Zun experts!
"What a terrifying lineup."
The Snake-People warriors stared in awe at the figures suspended in midair. There were at least twenty to thirty of them.
This was a force of over thirty Dou Zun powerhouses—a terrifying army capable of sweeping away any faction in the northwestern continent!
"No wonder he was chosen by Her Majesty. He's truly extraordinary," remarked Mo Basi, a Snake-People commander who once clashed with Mo Yu out of jealousy but now spoke in admiration.
"I heard His Highness Mo Yu has established a vast foundation in Central Plains with the help of a Ban Sheng senior from our clan. Such a force is unmatched, not just by you, Mo Basi, but by nearly anyone on this continent," said a seductive and mature female Snake-People commander. Her eyes glowed with reverence as she looked at Mo Yu.
"Indeed, no one could have imagined that the frail human boy from years ago would grow to this level. When His Highness Mo Yu left the northwestern continent, I knew he wasn't ordinary, but I didn't expect him to grow so terrifyingly powerful in just five or six years, defeating twenty Dou Zun experts with ease," added an elder Snake-People commander.
"Mo Yu is exceptional, but he has too many women. Even Her Majesty…" A gentle-looking female commander glanced at Xiao Yixian and Qing Lin, then thought of the clan's matriarch, Xiao Yu, and sighed softly.
...
As countless gazes focused on Mo Yu, who had shattered the combined attack of twenty Dou Zun experts, awe filled their hearts. Slowly, a sense of relief and hope began to rise.
Her Majesty's man had arrived. Everything would be alright.
With the Dou Zun experts under the Mo Clan taking action, the tide of battle shifted decisively. Mo Yu turned to face the seductive woman in tight red armor. Despite her battle-hardened demeanor, her figure exuded a soft allure.
"Medusa," Mo Yu said softly.
Hearing Mo Yu's voice, Medusa's body stiffened slightly. She finally raised her head, her beautiful eyes tinged with complexity as she looked at the silver-eyed youth before her. She lowered her gaze and said softly, "I thought you weren't coming back."
Her voice carried a trace of anger but was also tinged with subtle grievance. Over the years, she had come to see Mo Yu as her man. The Serpent Empire's citizens also recognized Mo Yu as their prince.
Yet year after year, Mo Yu, who had left for the Central Plains, never returned. Even with her proud and queenly demeanor, Medusa couldn't help but feel some unease.
Seeing her slightly pursed red lips, Mo Yu understood her feelings. This proud and aloof woman had ultimately fallen for him.
Feeling a surge of guilt, Mo Yu stepped forward, wrapping an arm around Medusa's soft, slender waist. Ignoring her resistance, he pulled her into his arms and said softly, "Don't worry. I'm here now. From now on, just be my woman."
Hearing his low voice, Medusa's nose tingled. No matter how strong she appeared to outsiders or how much she enjoyed the glory of being queen, she was still a woman with a heart and someone who had found her belonging.
Her grievances from his absence dissolved upon hearing those words.
"Hmph, who wants to be your woman!"
Although her complaints had faded, Medusa still bit her lip stubbornly. Her pale, cold face flushed slightly as she struggled free from Mo Yu's embrace.
In front of the Serpent Empire's citizens, who saw her as a strong and proud queen, she refused to appear weak and submissive.
"Heh, let's talk after I settle this matter," Mo Yu chuckled before stepping into the air. His gaze swept over a golden-haired man staring at him darkly in the distance.
"You must be Mo Yu, the so-called Prince of the Serpent Empire?"
The Sect Master of the Profound Lion Sect, Shi Tian, had just spoken when he saw Mo Yu unwilling to waste even a single word. Mo Yu simply waved his palm toward Shi Tian from a distance. A terrifying surge of violent lightning pierced through the void, materializing instantly into a massive thunderous hand before slamming down on Shi Tian's body.
"Pfft!"
With a single strike, the Dou Qi defense surrounding Shi Tian's body crumbled like thin paper, utterly destroyed in an instant. The violent lightning coursed through his body, causing him to spew a mouthful of fresh blood as he was flung backward, landing heavily on the ground with a resounding crash.
"Hiss…"
Witnessing Shi Tian, the Sect Master of the Profound Lion Sect, unable to withstand even a single strike from Mo Yu, both the Serpent Empire and the Profound Lion Sect collectively drew in a sharp breath of cold air.
"Trash from the Hall of Souls, come out and face me!"
Having casually dealt with Shi Tian in one move, Mo Yu appeared unconcerned. He raised his head, his gaze fixed on the distant, misty black fog. His calm voice, as thunderous as a storm, echoed through the heavens.
As Mo Yu's cold shout spread across the heavens and earth, the distant black fog swirling in the sky began to stir. Moments later, the fog parted, revealing a blood-red figure stepping out of it. In just a few flashes, the figure appeared a hundred meters away from Mo Yu.
"No wonder you're called a prodigy of the Lei Clan. You do have some qualifications to be arrogant."
From within the blood-colored mist came a faintly surprised voice, followed by the sound of gurgling liquid. It was as if blood were flowing. Under countless watchful gazes, the sound of flowing liquid grew louder and louder. Soon, a sea of thick, crimson blood emerged from the pitch-black mist, rippling and churning as it spread across the sky.
Within the undulating blood sea, a figure cloaked entirely in blood-red slowly emerged. His crimson eyes glowed faintly as he looked indifferently at Mo Yu in the sky. His hoarse voice echoed under the heavens.
"Ke ke, young one of the Lei Clan, to think you dared to come to the Northwestern Region. You must have a death wish."
Mo Yu gazed at the figure below, who was dressed in a blood-red robe. Even his long hair, eyebrows, and eyes glowed with a crimson hue. At a glance, the overwhelming stench of blood emanating from him was enough to chill the heart.
"What terrifying strength…"
Cai Lin and the others felt a heavy weight on their hearts as they stared at the blood-red figure. Though they couldn't precisely gauge his power, it was evident that his strength was far beyond their imagination.
"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Xue He, the FourthTianzuns of the Hall of Souls?" Mo Yu said calmly, recalling the Hall of Souls' intelligence.
"After all these years, someone still remembers my name."
The blood-red figure's eyes flickered momentarily before a trace of killing intent flashed across them. Without further words, he clenched his palm, and the sea of blood around him surged rapidly, condensing into a blood-colored spear.
Simultaneously, he stomped the void and disappeared under the stunned gazes of countless onlookers.
"Young one of the Lei Clan, enough talk. Die!"
A terrifying aura surged downward, causing even Cai Lin and others on the city walls to pale. Though they weren't on the battlefield, they could feel the immense pressure from the blood-red figure.
"Your strength is far from enough to take my life."
In the sky, Mo Yu shook his head slowly. His hand suddenly swung outward, striking like lightning into the empty space. Where his fist landed, a faint figure emerged. The blood-red spear clashed fiercely with Mo Yu's palm.
"Bang!"
The collision sent shockwaves of blood-red and lightning energy surging outward, distorting the surrounding space.
"Five-Turn Dou Zun?"
Xue He's figure stabilized, his expression changing drastically as he felt the violent lightning energy surging into his arm like a tidal wave.
Moments later, he let out a muffled groan. Forced back ten steps by Mo Yu's strike, a look of shock spread across his face. Through this brief exchange, he realized that Mo Yu had reached the level of a Five-Turn Dou Zun!
He, however, was only a Four-Turn Dou Zun! According to their intelligence, wasn't this kid only a low-tier Dou Zun a year ago?
Of course, the strong members of the Lei Clan who had ventured into the Heavenly Tomb knew Mo Yu's current strength, but as a subordinate institution of the Lei Clan, the Hall of Souls obviously had no access to such intelligence.
"Only Four-Turns? How weak," Mo Yu sneered dismissively.
"You brat, don't get too full of yourself!"
Hearing Mo Yu's words, Xue He's expression darkened. He opened his mouth, spitting out a column of blood that shot into the blood-clouds above.
Instantly, the clouds darkened further, churning violently. Suddenly, they split open, unleashing a thousand-meter-wide blood-red palm print. Under countless horrified gazes, the massive palm shot down toward Mo Yu with overwhelming force.
Even before it struck, the outline of a colossal palm appeared on the ground below.
"Mo Yu, let me see how you withstand this blow!"
"Blood Fiend Sky Demon Palm!"
Despite the terrifying attack, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand gently, summoning a primordial purple-gold lightning. The roaring energy coalesced into a thousand-meter-long purple-gold battle axe.
The battle axe towered in the sky, emanating a fearsome aura of primal chaos. Just one glance at it struck fear into the hearts of onlookers.
"Boom!"
When the purple-gold axe collided with the blood-red palm, the latter melted away like ice under the summer sun, disintegrating into fragments of energy.
"Damn it! How is this brat so powerful?"
Watching his ultimate attack shattered by Mo Yu without breaking a sweat, Xue He's face turned grim. He finally acknowledged that he wasn't a match for this Five-Turn Dou Zun.
He, the Fourth Tianzuns of the Hall of Souls, had been defeated by a young man!
Grinding his teeth, Xue He cast a venomous glance at Mo Yu before abruptly tilting his head to the sky. With a shout, he called out:
"Third Brother, lend me your strength!"
Hearing this, Mo Yu's face grew solemn, and he muttered under his breath, "The Hall of Souls' Third Tianzun... a Ban Sheng!"
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