Chapter 466: The Sea Demon Sovereign, Legacy Treasure Hall
Seeing the sudden appearance of the powerful Wild Shark Clan warrior, Mo Yu paused for a moment. After hearing the man's words, a cold expression appeared on his face.
"Blue-scaled Demon Python, what do you think of my suggestion? How about we work together, take back the Fish Spirit Fruit from this boy, and split it between us?" the Wild Shark Clan warrior sneered at Mo Yu before turning to the Blue-scaled Demon Python.
"Who are you to covet my treasure?!" the Blue-scaled Demon Python roared angrily in response to the warrior's proposal.
"Hmph! Don't be ungrateful, Blue-scaled Demon Python. You may be an ancient beast, but the Wild Shark Clan is no weakling. If it weren't for the fact that the Fish Spirit Fruit is crucial for me to break through to Dou Zun, do you think I'd be willing to share it with you?" the Wild Shark Clan warrior snorted before continuing in a serious tone: "Besides, this kid has already defeated a peak Dou Zong expert outside, and with that puppet of his, you alone won't be able to reclaim the Fish Spirit Fruit. Considering we're both oceanic magical beasts, we should join forces. After splitting the fruit, at least you'll get half. Otherwise, you'll walk away empty-handed!"
Hearing the Wild Shark Clan warrior's words, the Blue-scaled Demon Python hesitated. Its massive, blood-red eyes flickered with indecision, but eventually, it rasped, "Fine. I'll trust you this once. We'll cooperate to reclaim the Fish Spirit Fruit and split it evenly. But I have one condition—this boy must die!"
As the Blue-scaled Demon Python spoke the last words, its eyes locked onto Mo Yu, burning with murderous intent.
"This…" The Wild Shark Clan warrior, named Kuang Lang, hesitated for a moment. Mo Yu's performance in the martial arts competition had shocked everyone. Bloodthorn, a powerful fighter from the Bloodfang Clan, had been defeated by him, but even that had cost him. Moreover, Mo Yu's background was clearly not ordinary. If his elders found out about his death, it could spell trouble for the entire Wild Shark Clan.
"Mo Yu, I am Kuang Lang of the Wild Shark Clan. If you return the Fish Spirit Fruit to us now, we'll let you leave safely. There are many opportunities on Wanshe Island, and it's not worth wasting your time and energy over one fruit," Kuang Lang said, hoping to pressure Mo Yu into retreating.
If he could get half the fruit with just words, without needing to fight, it would be a perfect outcome.
"Are you done talking?" Mo Yu asked with a smirk before his voice turned cold. "I'll give you one chance. Leave now, or both of you will stay here forever."
Hearing this, Kuang Lang was momentarily stunned. His face darkened as he replied, "Kid, don't think you're invincible just because you beat Bloodthorn. Even with that puppet, you won't stand a chance against me and the Blue-scaled Demon Python."
"No more talk. Make your move. You only have one chance," Mo Yu said calmly.
Mo Yu's composed demeanor irritated Kuang Lang, who hadn't expected such stubbornness.
"Kuang Lang, is the Wild Shark Clan always this cowardly? If you won't fight, you won't get a share of the fruit!" the Blue-scaled Demon Python snapped in frustration.
Grinding his teeth, Kuang Lang retorted, "Don't worry, I never go back on my word!"
With those words, Kuang Lang's gaze turned murderous as he looked at Mo Yu.
"Boy, since you're so eager to die, I won't hold back. No one will know you died here, no matter how powerful your family is."
"You sure talk a lot. Both of you, come at me together," Mo Yu said, his expression indifferent.
Now that he had the Fish Spirit Fruit, he didn't need to worry about damaging it in a battle. Since the place was remote and isolated, he wasn't concerned about revealing his trump cards either.
"Damn human! I'll make sure you die without a burial place today!" the Blue-scaled Demon Python roared, its face twisted with rage. Its massive body coiled as dark blue energy surged from within, and its tail lashed out in a brutal attack aimed directly at Mo Yu.
"Ten Thousand Shark Palm!"
At the same time, Kuang Lang stepped forward, his body surging with energy. His hands clenched tightly, and with a powerful burst of blue light, he launched a massive, hundred-foot-long shark-shaped attack straight at Mo Yu.
Whoosh!
Boom!
The two attacks came crashing down with terrifying force, sending shockwaves through the air. The ground within a hundred meters was torn apart, grass ripped up, and even massive trees snapped in half, sending splinters and dust flying.
As the enormous tail and the shark-shaped palm attack grew larger in Mo Yu's eyes, his expression grew serious. With a shift in his hand seals, he fully unleashed the second stage of his Sky Thunder Body.
"Seven-Star Dou Zong!"
"Eight-Star Dou Zong!"
With two consecutive shouts in his heart, Mo Yu's Dou Qi surged dramatically, and the space around him seemed to loosen.
"Nine-Star Dou Zong!"
With a cold smile, Mo Yu looked at the grinning Blue-scaled Demon Python and Kuang Lang. He gripped the Divine Black Thunder Spear tightly as it materialized in his hands.
Mo Yu's body flickered as he shot into the sky, and with a powerful thrust, the spear erupted with a wave of black light, as if doomsday had arrived.
"Black Dragon Howling Spear!"
With Mo Yu's shout, a colossal black dragon, over a hundred feet long, roared out from the black light, unleashing earth-shattering power as it collided fiercely with the python's tail and Kuang Lang's shark attack.
Boom!
A deafening explosion shook the center of the forest. The lake, once calm, now churned like boiling water, its waves crashing violently.
"Damn it! This kid's power has increased to Nine-Star Dou Zong! He was holding back during that competition!" Kuang Lang muttered in shock as he felt Mo Yu's powerful aura.
During the battle against Bloodthorn, Mo Yu had already shocked everyone, but no one had expected him to be hiding even more strength.
Realizing this, Kuang Lang began to consider retreating. Although the Fish Spirit Fruit would greatly help him break through to Dou Zun, it wasn't worth risking his life.
If Mo Yu had defeated Bloodthorn as an Eight-Star Dou Zong, now that he had reached Nine-Star Dou Zong, combined with his formidable puppet, Kuang Lang and the Blue-scaled Demon Python were no longer a match for him.
"Mo Yu, consider yourself lucky this time. I'll leave the Fish Spirit Fruit to you!" Kuang Lang shouted as he turned to leave.
But just as he moved, a blue figure blocked his path—it was the undead puppet.
"What? Are you really going to force me into a fight to the death? The Wild Shark Clan isn't like the Bloodfang Clan. Even if you want to defeat me, it'll cost you dearly!" Kuang Lang said coldly as he glared at Mo Yu.
"Heh, you think you can just come and go as you please? It's not that easy," Mo Yu sneered. "Today, none of you are leaving here alive!"
With that, a sphere of lightning with a destructive aura appeared in Mo Yu's hand, shocking both Kuang Lang and the Blue-scaled Demon Python.
The black-gold thunderball glowed brilliantly, like a small sun, but the terrifying energy it radiated made their faces pale instantly.
"Impossible! How can this kid wield such a powerful attack?" Kuang Lang's heart raced with fear as he realized the power of the thunderball. Even a newly ascended Dou Zun expert might not survive such an attack!
"Mo Yu, my father is a prince of the Wild Shark Clan! If you kill me, you'll be making an enemy of my entire clan. Think carefully!" Kuang Lang shouted in fear as he stared at the deadly thunderball.
"There's no need to think. Even if your father were here, you wouldn't leave this forest alive today," Mo Yu replied dismissively.
Hearing this, Kuang Lang's face darkened. He quickly retreated, and as he did, a wave of dark blue energy surged from his body like a tidal wave.
In that instant, Kuang Lang revealed his true form. In the blink of an eye, a massive, hundreds-of-feet-long shark appeared in front of Mo Yu.
The giant shark was surrounded by a towering blue wave that spiraled around its body. The wave roared and raged, bending and breaking the trees below.
The violent water currents swept across the forest, creating green waves of trees that spread outward from the center, fanning out in all directions.
Mo Yu was briefly stunned by Kuang Lang's transformation but then smirked coldly as he glanced down at the black-gold thunderball floating in his hand.
Under Little Gold's control, the five peak Xuan Thunder energies had merged into the black-gold thunderball, making it several times more powerful than before.
Without his Nine-Star Dou Zong strength, Mo Yu wouldn't have dared to unleash such a powerful strike.
Once the black-gold thunderball was released, even an ordinary one-star Dou Zun would not be able to escape!
As the storm of energy raged in the forest, the Blue-scaled Demon Python's blood-red eyes locked onto the destructive thunderball, showing a hint of panic.
Even it hadn't expected this seemingly ordinary human to unleash such a terrifying killing move.
Had the human race grown this powerful during its time in isolation?
Realizing the danger, the Blue-scaled Demon Python abandoned its desire for the Fish Spirit Fruit and turned to flee.
But Mo Yu, now wielding the black-gold thunderball, wouldn't let them escape. His silver eyes gleamed with determination, and his hands swiftly formed seals.
With Mo Yu's hand movements, the black-gold thunderball in front of him emitted a blinding light, like a second sun in the sky.
"Go!"
With a flick of his finger, Mo Yu shouted, and the black-gold thunderball shot out like a streak of lightning.
As the thunderball traveled through the air, it left behind a dark, jagged scar in space, as though it had shattered the fabric of reality like fragile ice.
"Explode!"
The thunderball crashed into the massive forms of the Blue-scaled Demon Python and Kuang Lang. In the next instant, a cold command echoed through the sky like thunder.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion erupted in the sky. A terrifying storm of energy expanded instantly, engulfing everything within miles.
Under the destructive force of the black-gold thunderball, both the Blue-scaled Demon Python and Kuang Lang's life forces were quickly extinguished.
Even beings as powerful as them couldn't survive the devastating strike of the black-gold thunderball, a force that could even kill a Dou Zun expert.
The bright sunlight in the sky dimmed as black-gold clouds of lightning spread across the forest, blocking the light and casting the land in shadow.
With both the Blue-scaled Demon Python and Kuang Lang easily killed, Mo Yu felt no excitement. He had expected this outcome; his black-gold thunderball was an unbeatable weapon.
After dismissing the undead puppet back into his beast ring, Mo Yu turned to leave. But suddenly, he felt a searing heat from the purple-gold scale hidden in his sleeve.
"Oh, is this the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Serpent's legacy?" Mo Yu smiled as he pulled out the purple-gold scale, noticing its sudden change.
Without hesitation, Mo Yu followed the direction indicated by the scale.
The forest was vast, and even with the guidance of the scale, it took Mo Yu more than half a day of non-stop traveling to reach his destination.
As Mo Yu neared the location, a colossal silhouette appeared in the distance, towering over the forest like a mountain.
The enormous structure loomed like an ancient beast crouched within the forest, evoking a sense of awe and fear.
As Mo Yu approached, the mist in the forest began to thin, revealing a massive structure.
It was a palace, towering hundreds of feet high, resembling a small mountain.
Compared to this gigantic palace, every building Mo Yu had seen on the Dou Qi Continent seemed insignificant.
The palace was deep blue, gleaming like the ocean itself. In the midst of the green forest, it stood out, striking and magnificent.
Stunned by the size of the palace, Mo Yu muttered, "No wonder Wanshe Island is guarded by the South Sea humans, Sea Clan, and magical beasts. The opportunities here must be extraordinary."
From the sheer scale of the palace, it was clear that its owner had been no ordinary figure. If not a Saint-level expert, they were likely a high-level Dou Zun, or even a Half-Saint.
Combined with the earlier discovery of the Fish Spirit Fruit, it was clear that Wanshe Island was full of remarkable opportunities.
Shaking his head, Mo Yu quickly retrieved the purple-gold scale from his robe.
As he approached the deep blue palace, the scale became so hot that it was almost unbearable to hold.
"Could the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Serpent's legacy be inside this palace?" Mo Yu wondered excitedly.
Whoosh!
As Mo Yu pondered, a slim, golden figure approached the palace, slowing down as it came within a hundred meters of the structure.
"Oh, it's the Sea Demon Sovereign's Legacy Treasure Hall," the figure murmured, her beautiful eyes narrowing as she gazed at the deep blue palace. (Chapter End)
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