Chapter 521: Chapter 519: A Great Enemy Descends, Fierce Chaos Ensues
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Yuan City, every member of Yuan Manor stood up at this moment, their gazes filled with uncertainty as they looked towards the distant skies.
Could it be that someone was attacking Yuan Manor?
On one of Yuan City’s walls, Xiao Li and several others had also gathered, their expressions grim as they stared into the horizon.
"The Hall of Souls has come," Bing Lao said, his brow furrowed deeply.
"There are numerous powerful auras outside. This time, it seems the Hall of Souls truly intends to attack Yuan Manor," Xiao Yixian said, her face also showing a trace of solemnity.
"Send someone to notify Third Brother’s Falling Star Pavilion. The two factions are allies. Now that the Hall of Souls is attacking Yuan Manor, they should send some experts to help," Xiao Li said in a low voice.
"We’ve already sent word, but there’s been no response. I suspect..." The old patriarch of the Golden Warhorse Clan, Ma Chen, paused before saying heavily, "I suspect the Falling Star Pavilion has also been invaded by the Hall of Souls..."
"Simultaneously attacking two major factions? The Hall of Souls indeed has that capability," Xiao Li muttered, his expression darkening at the news.
While they conversed, the situation outside became clearer in everyone’s eyes.
A collective gasp escaped the crowd when they saw the scene outside Yuan Manor.
The area outside Yuan Manor was shrouded in a dense, all-encompassing black fog. Above this fog, nearly a hundred figures stood in mid-air, their presence chilling to the bone.
Fortunately, Xiao Li had ordered the activation of the Nine Heavens Thunder Fiend Formation in advance. Otherwise, the oppressive black fog alone might have rendered everyone inside the city uncomfortable.
The sinister gazes of the Hall of Souls’ members seemed to pierce through the barrier, as if they could already see Xiao Li and the others hiding within.
"That’s Ninth Tianzun. I never expected the Hall of Souls to dispatch such a formidable figure..."
Ma Chen’s expression turned grave as he recognized the familiar face leading the group.
"And not just him. If I’m not mistaken, the one beside him is Seventh Tianzun," Bing Lao added, his expression also changing.
Having once been one of the Five Elders of the Weapon Alliance, he had dealt with the Hall of Souls on many occasions and recognized many of their powerhouses.
Hearing this, Xiao Yixian and the others couldn’t help but grow more solemn as their gazes followed Bing Lao’s line of sight. Indeed, two terrifying auras emanated from the elderly figures he pointed out.
"They’ve sent two of the Nine Tianzuns. The Hall of Souls clearly views us as a significant threat. It seems the Falling Star Pavilion is also under immense pressure," Xiao Li said grimly.
"Hall Master Xiao, what do we do now? The Hall of Souls has come in force, and judging by this display, they intend to annihilate Yuan Manor," a Yuan Manor elder asked, his face pale with fear.
"Panic for what? Soldiers block the enemy, water submerges fire. With the Manor Lord here, what is there to fear?" Xiao Li scolded, frowning deeply. Then, turning his gaze to the masses of Yuan Manor disciples, he said with a firm voice,
"All of you have been part of Yuan Manor for a while now. Today, the Manor faces its greatest crisis. What will you do?"
The fervor in Xiao Li’s voice swept through the crowd, and he fixed his gaze on the numerous elders of Yuan Manor.
"Hall Master Xiao, though we haven’t been with Yuan Manor long, the blood and sweat we’ve poured into it are no less than anyone else’s. Whoever dares destroy it will face our undying resistance!" The elders’ expressions were resolute as they responded in unison.
"Well said! My cousin Mo Yu did not misjudge you. Today, let us stand and fight! I want to see just how far the Hall of Souls dares to push their tyranny!" Xiao Li’s powerful voice uplifted the morale of all Yuan Manor disciples.
To them, Yuan Manor was their home. If it were destroyed, what dignity would they have left to stand in the Central Plains?
"Oh? They’ve set up a protective formation. But this formation won’t save you!"
Ninth Tianzun’s sinister gaze locked onto the enormous thunderous barrier enveloping Yuan City.
The formation emanated a terrifying aura, formidable enough to deter ordinary Dou Zun experts. However, the Hall of Souls had brought numerous powerhouses today. Failing to breach this formation would be a disgrace.
Ninth Tianzun sneered coldly before turning to a nearby elder cloaked in darkness. "Seventh Tianzun, let’s break this formation together.
Eighth Tianzun and the others are attacking the Falling Star Pavilion with their own forces. We can’t lag behind them.
Moreover, our large-scale actions are bound to attract the attention of other factions. Today, we must use bloodshed to suppress Yuan Manor and show the other factions in the Central Plains that the Hall of Souls is not to be trifled with!"
Seventh Tianzun smirked and shot a playful glance at Ninth Tianzun. "I heard you suffered a loss at Mo Yu’s hands before. Today, I’d like to see what makes that boy so special."
Ignoring Ninth Tianzun’s darkening expression, Seventh Tianzun chuckled before focusing his attention downward. Both raised their hands and struck out simultaneously.
Terrifying spatial energy erupted, condensing into two massive invisible hands that crashed heavily onto the thunderous barrier.
"Break it!"
Ninth Tianzun barked, his hand gripping the air tightly. The invisible hand slammed down onto the barrier, causing ripples and deafening thunderclaps to reverberate through the sky.
Seventh Tianzun followed with equally ferocious attacks, raining down blows like a torrential storm. Under the relentless assault of two near-peak Dou Zun experts, the thunderous barrier began to falter.
Inside the barrier, Yuan Manor disciples stared at the trembling formation with pale faces, gripping their weapons tightly.
"The barrier won’t hold against their assault," Xiao Li muttered, his expression dark.
"Don’t worry. Once the Hall of Souls breaks through, I’ll handle Seventh and Ninth Tianzun. The rest of you focus on the others," a calm voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone turned to see a familiar figure floating in mid-air atop a mountain peak.
"The Manor Lord... he’s out of seclusion!"
Mo Yu’s sudden appearance instantly bolstered the spirits of Yuan Manor’s disciples.
As the backbone and soul of Yuan Manor, his presence was like a powerful stimulant, lifting morale to new heights.
"Manor Lord! ... Manor Lord!"
Even Bing Lao and Ma Chen, figures of great stature, greeted Mo Yu with respect.
In this dire situation, only Mo Yu could turn the tide of battle.
"Not bad. Everyone’s done well," Mo Yu said, nodding approvingly as he observed the unwavering unity of Yuan Manor in the face of crisis.
Only through the trials of blood and fire can the Yuan Manor grow into a truly powerful force.
Raising his head, Mo Yu gazed at the trembling lightning barrier before turning his cold silver eyes toward the icy Ninth Tianzun outside. His gaze sharpened with a chilling gleam. Having just broken through to a three-star Dou Zun, this time, he would not let this old ghost escape again!
"The six-star Dou Zun behind him—I’ll handle him. Sister Xiao Yixian and the others can take on the rest of the Dou Zuns," Qing Lin said softly after a moment’s hesitation, her eyes fixed on the frail elder behind Ninth Tianzun.
Mo Yu nodded, understanding that Qing Lin’s current strength was just enough to contend with a six-star Dou Zun. Xiao Yixian, noticing this, gave Qing Lin a surprised glance. It seemed her strength had grown significantly since resolving the poison in her body.
"Open the formation. It’s about to break," Mo Yu commanded.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Li nodded and waved to his subordinates. As ordered, the barrier in the sky trembled briefly before slowly dissipating. With its disappearance, the surroundings dimmed, and the black mist shrouding the heavens drew nearer, coming into everyone’s view.
High in the sky, Ninth Tianzun sneered coldly as he watched the barrier dissipate. His gaze pierced through the space, landing on the slender figure atop a mountain peak. His voice, filled with bitter cold, echoed through the heavens.
"Mo Yu, I told you we’d meet again. This time, let’s see where you can run!"
Mo Yu remained expressionless, slowly ascending into the sky. Although unsure whether the Hall of Souls had more hidden forces, he knew these alone were not enough to annihilate Yuan Manor—it was merely a fool’s dream.
"So, this is the young master of Yuan Manor, Mo Yu? Truly youthful," Seventh Tianzun remarked indifferently, glancing at Ninth Tianzun. "I never expected an old hand like you to suffer a setback at his hands. They say setbacks lead to wisdom—let’s hope you won’t repeat your mistakes."
"Hmph! I don’t need your reminders," Ninth Tianzun snapped, his face darkening. Still, despite his retort, a sinister glint flickered in his eyes as he glared at Mo Yu hovering in mid-air. With a chilling grin, he suddenly waved his hand.
"Slaughter Yuan Manor!"
"Yes!"
With a unified cry, the Hall of Souls’ experts surged forward, their powerful Dou Qi erupting. Black chains shot out like a torrential storm, rushing toward the Star Boundary.
"Kill!"
The earth-shattering battle cries echoed across the land, transforming the once-peaceful Yuan City into a battlefield drenched in killing intent.
Hovering in mid-air, Mo Yu’s gaze was fixed on Ninth Tianzun and Seventh Tianzun. The Hall of Souls’ experts darting toward him veered off ten meters away, heading straight for Yuan City instead.
"This time, I’ll drag you back to the Hall of Souls myself, boy! You’ll learn what it means to wish for death!" Ninth Tianzun’s face twisted with malice as he stomped into the air, charging at Mo Yu.
Seventh Tianzun watched with interest, showing no intention of intervening.
Mo Yu’s silver eyes narrowed slightly, keenly aware of the discord among the Hall of Souls’ Tianzun. As Ninth Tianzun approached, he summoned his Thunder Wings and Thunder Armor.
"Boom!"
Now a six-star Dou Zun, Mo Yu clashed with Ninth Tianzun like two meteors colliding. The terrifying shockwaves rippled across the sky, shaking nearby peaks and sending massive boulders tumbling.
This time, Mo Yu faced his opponent head-on. No longer a one-star Dou Zun, his strength, bolstered by the Heavenly Thunder Body, had reached six stars. Though Ninth Tianzun was an eight-star Dou Zun, Mo Yu was now capable of confronting him directly, without the caution of the past.
For Ninth Tianzun, the changes in Mo Yu were profoundly shocking. With each exchange, his astonishment deepened.
In just a year, this youth, who had once resorted to ambushes to injure him, now had the strength to battle him evenly!
"If he continues improving at this rate, the next time we meet, even I might not be his match," Ninth Tianzun thought, his heart a mixture of fury and dread.
Killing intent surged within him, and his attacks became increasingly fierce. The vast Dou Qi of an eight-star Dou Zun surged through his meridians, unleashing a torrent of power.
Noticing the intensifying assault, Mo Yu’s lips curled into a cold smile.
"Six-star Dou Zun against an eight-star Dou Zun—advantage, me!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the sky, the two figures flickered like phantoms, each clash sending out earth-shattering explosions. Energy storms raged, reverberating like thunder, leaving onlookers awestruck.
Within Yuan City, battles raged everywhere. Black mist blanketed the area, and Yuan Manor disciples gathered in groups. Though individually weaker than the Hall of Souls’ experts, their numbers gave them the upper hand, forcing even the strongest opponents to struggle.
Qing Lin, Xiao Yixian, and the others were also fully engaged in battle. The Hall of Souls had dispatched numerous powerful and ruthless fighters, pushing even them to their limits.
Amidst the chaos, deep in the rear mountains of Yuan City, a figure lay motionless on a stone platform. Qing Zhi’s neck twitched ever so slightly. In that instant, the space around the rear mountains shattered with a resounding crack, fragmenting into countless shards.
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