Chapter 487: Chapter 485: Defeating Jian Zun Zhe!
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Zun expert!"
As the astonished cry of Jian Zun Zhe echoed, the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence.
"Manor Lord... is actually a Dou Zun expert?"
"What a terrifying aura... this must undeniably belong to a Dou Zun!"
"It’s unbelievable! The lord of Yuan Manor is less than thirty years old, yet he’s a Dou Zun. Such a young Dou Zun is truly frightening..."
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On the fortress, both the Yuan Alliance and the Western Alliance stared in shock at the youthful figure in the sky.
A Dou Zun of such a young age was a rare sight for all of them. Even in such an intense battle, a Dou Zun was an apex combatant. Not to mention, this individual wasn’t just young—he was also an eighth-grade weapon refiner!
"His aura... it seems he’s relying on some special method to reach the Dou Zun stage temporarily," Xiao Yixian murmured softly, her beautiful eyes flickering as she noticed the thunder armor and peculiar fluctuations around Mo Yu.
"Hehe, regardless of how he did it, since the young master is here, the tide of this battle will undoubtedly turn. With his skills, as long as the gap isn’t too large, no one can defeat him," Qing Lin said with a smile.
"Yes, with him stepping in, Yuan Manor’s crisis should be resolved..." Xiao Yixian also showed a relaxed smile.
Since meeting Mo Yu, it seemed that nothing had ever been beyond his ability to handle. Over time, in her heart, Mo Yu had become a rock-solid pillar, never failing her...
"Who would’ve thought that the little wretch who once clung to life so desperately would have the courage to face me? Your so-called Dou Zun power must have been forcefully elevated through some secret method." Jian Zun Zhe squinted his aged eyes.
As a three-star Dou Zun, he quickly discerned that Mo Yu’s aura didn’t belong to a true Dou Zun.
Even so, he couldn’t help but feel shocked by Mo Yu’s rapid growth, and a fierce killing intent surged within him.
If this boy were given more time, he might truly surpass Jian Zun Zhe and bring about his downfall.
"Let’s see if you’re even qualified to kill me," Mo Yu said with a faint smile. If this were before he had ventured into the Southern Region, he might have had trouble facing Jian Zun Zhe.
But now, with the help of the Heavenly Thunder Body, he had officially stepped into the Dou Zun realm. The gap between them had narrowed significantly.
Facing Jian Zun Zhe now, Mo Yu had an eighty percent chance of utterly defeating and killing him here.
"Arrogant brat! Do you really think a slight increase in strength makes you invincible? Today, you won’t leave this place alive!"
"Boom!"
Jian Zun Zhe stomped into the void, his long sword unsheathing with a resonant hum. A terrifying sword aura erupted, causing spatial cracks to appear.
"It’s the eighth-grade weapon, the Ancient Sun Sword!"
Seeing the sword in Jian Zun Zhe’s hand radiating its formidable aura, exclamations rang out from below.
As the master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, one of the Four Pavilions, Jian Zun Zhe was renowned not only for his personal strength but also for his legendary sword.
"Wretch, dying under my sword is an honor for you!"
With killing intent gleaming in his aged eyes, Jian Zun Zhe swung his sword, releasing a hundred-meter-long sword beam that tore through the space toward Mo Yu.
Witnessing the terrifying attack, Mo Yu couldn’t help but acknowledge Jian Zun Zhe’s fearsome strength. As a three-star Dou Zun, he was indeed a level above Prince Xue Sha.
However, while Jian Zun Zhe was powerful, Mo Yu wasn’t one to be trifled with!
With a thought, the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear appeared in his hand. Holding the spear, Mo Yu unleashed a surge of Dou Qi. Terrifying lightning energy gathered at the tip, radiating a chilling power.
"Black Dragon Spirit, emerge!"
A massive black dragon spirit roared out from the spear, its deafening cry shaking the heavens as it carried an overwhelming presence.
"Boom!"
The dragon spirit collided with the hundred-meter sword beam, erupting in a thunderous explosion. The devastating shockwaves forced even Dou Huang experts to retreat.
Any Dou Zong expert caught in the aftermath would suffer severe injuries, if not death.
"That must be the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear that Mo Yu forged during the Refining Convention. It’s truly a weapon rivaling the Ancient Sun Sword!"
Watching the fierce battle in the sky, Ma Chen’s eyes gleamed with astonishment as he muttered under his breath.
"Indeed. Who would’ve thought that in less than two years, Mo Yu would grow to this level? No wonder Zhu Jian and the others are so anxious. Given more time, they wouldn’t even dare think of revenge," the elder Bing Lao said, visibly shaken.
No one could have imagined that the once-oppressed Mo Yu, forced into a corner by the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, would grow to the point where even Jian Zun Zhe had to go all out.
"Judging by Mo Yu’s current state, it seems he can’t use the technique he employed to kill the Ice River Valley Master back then freely. But let’s see if he can handle Jian Zun Zhe.
If Jian Zun Zhe, one of the Western Alliance’s two pillars, dies, then Mo Yi likely won’t continue the fight. Our crisis would be resolved..." Ma Chen said.
"At this point, all we can do is trust in Mo Yu..." Bing Lao sighed softly.
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"Wretch, you’ve got some skill!"
Seeing his sword beam blocked, Jian Zun Zhe’s old eyes narrowed as he sneered coldly. His Ancient Sun Sword slashed twice, unleashing two immense sword beams that tore through space.
One sword beam struck the dragon spirit, forcing it back, while the remnants of the attack surged toward Mo Yu. However, he narrowly evaded the blow.
"Boom!"
The space beneath Jian Zun Zhe’s feet suddenly caved in, and a massive solar column erupted with terrifying force.
"Great Solar Sword!"
Behind Mo Yu, a colossal solar sword aura bore down mercilessly.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Cloud Split!"
"Clang!"
Sensing the ferocious sword aura behind him, Mo Yu swiftly spun his spear, forming a thunderstorm that collided with the solar sword aura.
"Bang!"
The spear struck the solar aura, but the overwhelming force pushed Mo Yu back several steps before he steadied himself.
"Wretch, prepare to die!"
Seizing the moment, Jian Zun Zhe smirked coldly, his left hand forming a fist. Three solar lights condensed into massive tiger apparitions that roared as they charged at Mo Yu.
"Thunder Emperor Seal!"
Mo Yu’s deep voice rang out as his Dou Qi surged to its peak, compressing the air into a deafening roar.
Mo Yu’s hands moved swiftly, forming a series of intricate seals. A terrifying energy imprint formed in his hands, expanding rapidly. Carrying an overwhelming momentum, it collided with the three hundred-zhang tigers in an explosive clash.
Zzzzz!
As the Thunder Emperor Seal was unleashed, all fell silent. The tigers were shattered in an instant by the explosive force of lightning. Yet, in the next moment, the shattered fragments of the tigers transformed into a hundred sword beams, locking tightly onto Mo Yu from all directions before unleashing a simultaneous barrage.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"
Each of these sword beams carried a power that could leave even a peak Dou Zong gravely injured or worse.
With a hundred beams fired at once, even Qing Lin and the others could not help but close their eyes, unable to bear the sight.
Under this devastating storm of sword energy, everyone noticed something peculiar—Mo Yu remained unmoving.
Upon closer inspection, they saw a destructive Thunder Orb, composed of five terrifying types of Thunder Soul, slowly floating in Mo Yu’s palm. A chilling and annihilating force quietly spread outward.
Under Xiao Jin’s control, the terrifying Thunder Orb condensed in Mo Yu’s palm within moments. Though it was no larger than the size of a palm, it floated ominously, shimmering with six dazzling colors. However, beneath its brilliance lurked a devastatingly destructive force.
As Mo Yu looked at the destructive Thunder Orb in his hand, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In the past, due to limitations in strength, he had merged multiple types of Thunder Soul but had never unleashed their full potential. After all, in the original story, Xiao Yan had merged four types of Heavenly Flames and was capable of defeating even a five-star Dou Zun.
Now that Mo Yu controlled five peak-level Thunder Souls, he refused to believe they were inferior to Xiao Yan’s four Heavenly Flames.
Facing the three-star Dou Zun Jian Zun Zhe before him, Mo Yu had no choice but to play his strongest card.
"What terrifying destructive power..."
In the distant sky, Jian Zun Zhe’s expression twisted as he watched this scene. The annihilating force emanating from the Thunder Orb caused even him to feel a surge of unease.
"How could this brat, who only recently reached Dou Zun, unleash such a horrifying attack?" Jian Zun Zhe muttered, his lips twitching. But then, a fierce killing intent surged in his eyes. This boy could not be allowed to live!
As this deadly thought flashed in his mind, Jian Zun Zhe’s face contorted into savagery. The six-colored Thunder Orb, carrying an unstoppable momentum, shattered through the hundred sword beams in an instant and surged toward him.
Alarm bells rang in Jian Zun Zhe’s mind. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as the deadly Thunder Orb closed in. Even he couldn’t suppress the sense of mortal peril it induced.
With a wave of his sword, Jian Zun Zhe’s Dou Qi surged. A massive, several-hundred-zhang glowing sun emerged, radiating sharp light.
This was the eighth-grade weapon spirit of the Ancient Sun Sword!
As he summoned the weapon spirit, a feral expression flickered in Jian Zun Zhe’s eyes.
"Great Sun Undying Sword!"
"If I die, you’ll come with me!"
Madness filled his gaze as he swung his sword with a powerful vibration, sending a solar sword beam tearing toward the rapidly approaching Mo Yu.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted as the Thunder Orb was unleashed. Annihilating energy spread outward like a storm, shaking the heavens and earth.
The fortress trembled violently as if in an earthquake. Massive cracks radiated from the center in all directions.
Bang!
As the destructive energy spread, the solar sword beam reached Mo Yu, striking him squarely in the chest. The immense power of the sword energy erupted like a volcano.
Pfft!
Suffering such a devastating blow, Mo Yu’s face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The sound of breaking bones echoed from his chest. His body was flung backward like a cannonball under the terrifying force.
However, as he was sent flying, a sinister smirk appeared on Mo Yu’s lips—for in that moment, he saw the fear etched onto Jian Zun Zhe’s face.
The Thunder Orb detonated.
Boom!
A massive storm of lightning, stretching a hundred zhang, erupted like a divine phenomenon connecting heaven and earth.
The lightning storm raged, its annihilating waves rippling outward. The fortress, once unyielding, began to crumble. Many of the Western Alliance’s experts disintegrated into black ash with a soft puff upon contact with the destruction.
The destructive wave spread nearly ten thousand meters, leaving scorched earth in its wake.
High above the battlefield, the Dou Zun experts of both sides looked upon the obliterated mountain pass in horror. Even seasoned Dou Zun from Central Plains would struggle to unleash such catastrophic power.
Boom!
The enormous lightning storm engulfed everything. The radiant sword aura surrounding Jian Zun Zhe finally shattered like fragile ice, dispersing into nothingness.
Bang!
Amid the tight stares of both factions, a figure was hurled from the lightning storm, blood spilling continuously from their mouth.
"Jian Zun Zhe?"
Sharp-eyed individuals quickly recognized the pale, blood-drenched figure clutching a broken sword—it was none other than Jian Zun Zhe!
Yet, in his current state, Jian Zun Zhe looked pitifully battered, his injuries severe enough to leave him on the verge of death.
Thud!
Jian Zun Zhe’s bloodied body crashed into the desert, creating a massive pit. Whether he was alive or dead remained unknown.
"Jian Zun Zhe lost..."
Silence enveloped the battlefield. The Western Alliance’s members looked toward the massive crater with dread, their scalps tingling. Today’s battle had left them with only one sentiment: terror.
The once-renowned Jian Zun Zhe had been defeated!
In contrast, the members of Yuan Manor had a single thought:
"Our manor lord... has won!"
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