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A thunderous roar echoed across the skies above Mo City, reverberating like sacred chants, shaking the very souls of those who heard it. Not long after this resounding cry, figures flickered across the city, and soon, a group of silhouettes appeared in the air above.
Leading them was none other than Mo Yu, the Manor Lord of Yuan Manor, flanked by the manor's hall masters and high-ranking officials.
As the ancient voice faded, a sudden burst of wind-breaking sounds arose from the horizon. Moments later, a cluster of black dots entered everyone's view. With a few blinks of an eye, they transformed into a group of figures exuding a fierce and malevolent aura, halting ominously above Mo City.
Mo Yu's sharp gaze swept over the roughly twenty figures, finally stopping at the one at the center.
This individual, a skeletal figure clad in a yellow robe adorned with skull motifs, had blood-red hair and a gaunt face that appeared as if it was merely skin stretched over bone. Deep, sunken eyes glowed eerily like ghostly flames, exuding an unsettling and sinister air.
Suspended in mid-air, the blood-haired elder gazed coldly at Mo City below. Whenever his robe fluttered in the wind, subtle spatial ripples would emanate, faint yet detectable by Mo Yu.
His brows knitted slightly as he sensed the elder's formidable aura, a rarity he had not encountered in years, rivaling even the power of a clan's bloodline technique.
"This must be the founder of Demon Flame Valley, Old Ground Demon Ghost," Mo Yu murmured to himself.
As the ominous group descended, a palpable pressure blanketed Mo City, causing weaker residents to pale and exchange fearful glances. Though aware of the grudge between Yuan Manor and Demon Flame Valley, they only knew fragments of the conflict. But now, the arrival of such an imposing force made it clear this was no ordinary opponent.
Mo Yu frowned at the stifling silence enveloping the city. Looking up at the blood-haired elder, he spoke calmly, "You must be Old Ground Demon Ghost, master of Demon Flame Valley."
The elder's cold eyes flicked over Mo Yu. "And you are Mo Yu?" he sneered.
"I didn't expect such changes in the Black-Corner Region after a few years of seclusion. The top ten on the Black Rankings have either been slain or subdued by you, and you've established the powerful Yuan Manor.
I'm curious—what gave you the audacity to provoke my Demon Flame Valley and kill my elders? Or did you think I was as useless as Han Feng or the Golden Silver Elders?"
Unfazed, Mo Yu replied evenly, "It's simple. As the saying goes, 'No one sleeps peacefully beside the throne.' Yuan Manor aims to dominate the Black-Corner Region, and all threats must be eliminated. Your Demon Flame Valley happened to stand in our way, so it must be destroyed."
The elder's face darkened further, and he let out a cold laugh. "Good, very good. 'No one sleeps peacefully beside the throne,' eh? You truly are a young hero. But in this world, strength speaks louder than words. Today, I'll see whether it's my Demon Flame Valley or your Yuan Manor that survives!"
Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed slightly. "Old Ground Demon Ghost, you're a relic of a bygone era. The destruction of Demon Flame Valley is inevitable. Even if you personally intervene, it will make no difference."
The tense atmosphere between the two sides made it clear to all present—this battle would not end peacefully.
"Sharp-tongued brat!" Old Ground Demon Ghost's eyes flashed with malice as he suddenly struck, unleashing five beams of icy energy from his fingertips that shot straight for Mo Yu's head.
However, before the attack landed, a graceful white silhouette appeared abruptly, releasing a surging energy that dispersed the beams of icy energy. Despite deflecting the attack, the figure trembled slightly and let out a muffled grunt, retreating a step.
Seeing Xiao Yixian forced back, Mo Yu's expression darkened. "Are you alright?" he asked hurriedly.
"I'm fine. Be careful—this old man's strength is immense, and his energy is laced with a chilling force. If you're hit, it'll be a serious injury," Xiao Yixian cautioned solemnly.
Old Ground Demon Ghost's interest was piqued as he observed Xiao Yixian. "Reaching the Dou Zong level at such a young age... remarkable. Have Dou Zong breakthroughs become so easy nowadays?"
Floating ten meters away from Mo Yu and Xiao Yixian, his ghostly gaze lingered on them. "Will you fight me together or one at a time?"
Mo Yu chuckled. "Dealing with an old relic like you? I'm enough on my own." He turned to Xiao Yixian and said, "Stay out of this fight. This opponent is different from the others—I can handle him."
Xiao Yixian hesitated but nodded lightly.
Old Ground Demon Ghost sneered. "You arrogant brat! I'll tear you apart!" In a flash, he appeared before Mo Yu, his skeletal claw lunging for his throat with deadly force.
Just as disaster seemed imminent, Mo Yu smirked coldly, activating the Flash Void Breaking Thunder in his hand. A muffled explosion resounded as thunder imbued with spatial power erupted, causing Mo Yu's figure to blur.
The elder's claw struck through an afterimage, leaving him momentarily stunned. His gaze sharpened as he sensed residual spatial energy. "A Dou Huang who wields spatial power? Interesting. But if running is all you can do, you'd best surrender now."
Below, the city residents stared in shock. "Spatial manipulation... isn't that the hallmark of Dou Zong experts?" they murmured in disbelief.
Above the sky, Xiao Yixian sighed in relief as she saw Mo Yu evade Old Ground Demon Ghost's strike. Recalling Mo Yu's techniques when he faced Hun Feng in the past, she discreetly increased her distance, casting a glance of pity toward Old Ground Demon Ghost.
Meanwhile, Old Ground Demon Ghost showed no significant reaction as Mo Yu dodged his casual attack. With an indifferent gaze fixed on Mo Yu, the old ghost's steps lightly tapped against the void, advancing one deliberate step at a time.
With each step, the black, icy aura enveloping his body grew denser. The temperature in the surrounding heavens plummeted drastically, causing many weaker individuals to shiver uncontrollably.
Witnessing Old Ground Demon Ghost's ability to alter the regional climate with his Dou Qi alone, a flash of solemnity crossed Xiao Yixian's eyes. Judging by his methods, this old man's strength was likely around the level of a seven-star Dou Zong.
This level far surpassed her own by three or four stars—a gap even her Woeful Poison Body couldn't easily bridge. Yet, compared to the mysterious black-robed youth who had appeared in the Jia Ma Empire, this old ghost was still inferior. Mo Yu's trump card back then had been nothing short of terrifying.
"This Old Ground Demon Ghost doesn't even know the depths of Mo Yu's strength yet dares to throw himself into the net. Truly seeking his own demise," Xiao Yixian thought as she glanced at Mo Yu, who remained calm in the sky above.
In the distant sky, the silver-eyed youth exuded a faintly ethereal spatial force. Ripples of spatial energy spread ceaselessly around him. Yet, the most striking sight was the massive Black-Gold Thunder Orb, the size of a washbasin, hovering before him.
This orb, shrouded in a mysterious black-gold hue, exuded a sinister and terrifying aura. As Old Ground Demon Ghost gazed at it, a chill of pure fear coursed through his heart.
He could sense the terrifying power contained within the orb. Even as a Dou Zong, he felt a primal dread in the face of this force.
"What… what is this thing?"
Swallowing hard, Old Ground Demon Ghost's eyes trembled. While he had heard of Mo Yu's extraordinary methods through intelligence gathering, he had never imagined something of this magnitude.
Information about Mo Yu's deeds in the Jia Ma Empire hadn't yet reached the Black-Corner Region, barring deliberate investigation, as it would take at least six months to spread.
This lapse in intelligence might cost him his life!
Holding the Black-Gold Thunder Orb, Mo Yu's silver eyes coldly locked onto the stunned Old Ground Demon Ghost. A chilling smile gradually curved his lips.
Unlike Xiao Yan, who needed his companions to buy time to merge Heavenly Flames, Mo Yu, with Thunder Spirit Xiao Jin's assistance, could bypass limitations and instantly wield the power of the Golden Thunder Orb or the Black-Gold Thunder Orb.
Even though Mo Yu was only at the Dou Huang level, unleashing his ultimate weapon meant that almost no one below the Dou Zun level could oppose him!
Under Mo Yu's icy gaze, Old Ground Demon Ghost's expression finally darkened. His trembling hands within his sleeves betrayed his unease.
At that moment, even he couldn't suppress the rising regret in his heart. He had never anticipated that the young five-star Dou Huang he once thought he could crush with one hand would unleash a power that made him tremble in fear.
Old Ground Demon Ghost swallowed dryly, his voice hoarse as he stammered, "I'll… leave right now…"
The entire sky had fallen silent the moment the thunder orb appeared, allowing his words to echo clearly in everyone's ears. The dread and hesitation in his hoarse voice did not escape anyone's notice.
This once-mighty figure of decades past now bowed his head before Mo Yu—a surreal and almost absurd sight.
Countless gazes turned toward the silver-haired figure in the sky, their hearts pounding under the oppressive energy radiating from him. The once-slender figure now loomed in their minds as an unmatched war god.
"Eliminating Old Ground Demon Ghost and annexing the Demon Flame Valley will bring Yuan Manor one step closer to ruling the Black-Corner Region," the crowd murmured.
And as for Mo Yu, the Manor Lord of Yuan Manor, he would undoubtedly become the unshakable king of the Black-Corner Region!
Seeing this, Zi Huo, Xiao Li, Lin Yan, and the other Yuan Manor members were overwhelmed with excitement. With the conclusion of this battle, the Black-Corner Region would belong to Yuan Manor!
High above the sky, Mo Yu's emotionless gaze bore into Old Ground Demon Ghost. A cold smirk tugged at his lips, making the latter's heart sink further.
"Too late. Since you're here, there's no need to leave."
Mo Yu's voice, cold as falling snow, descended from the heavens. With a flick of his hand, the Black-Gold Thunder Orb dropped from his palm, transforming into a brilliant streak of lightning shooting toward Old Ground Demon Ghost.
Wherever the thunder orb streak passed, the void itself split open, leaving behind a dark spatial fissure resembling a ravenous, monstrous maw…
Old Ground Demon Ghost's pupils contracted to pinpoints as his entire body tensed, every hair standing on end.
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