Battle Through The Heavens : I Am The Thunder Emperor

chapter 354: The End, Dealing with the Yunlan Sect

"Soul Clan expert!"

Looking at the elder standing before him, leaning on a ghost-headed cane and emanating a terrifying, soul-chilling aura, Mo Yu's expression tightened in surprise.

He hadn't expected that just as he was about to kill Soul Wind, a powerful figure from the Soul Clan would tear through space and descend onto the Northwest Continent.

"As expected of a divine-bloodline descendant, treated as a treasure by the Soul Clan," Mo Yu thought to himself.

As he eyed the elder with the ghost-headed cane, Mo Yu's hand discreetly moved toward the black thunder talisman hidden in his sleeve, a gift from Lei Ying that could unleash three strikes equivalent to an eight-star Dou Sheng.

He could tell that this elder was far stronger than the Bone Old Man he had encountered before. Even though the elder hadn't reached the Dou Sheng level, he was likely close to the Half-Saint realm.

If this elder decided to use his superior strength to bully the young, Mo Yu would be forced to use the thunder talisman.

On top of Yunlan Mountain, the moment the elder appeared, the atmosphere turned silent. Everyone was stunned as they stared at the elder who had torn through space. Their gazes were frozen.

Tearing through space was a technique only super-strong experts beyond Dou Zong could perform. Could such a figure have arrived in the Jia Ma Empire?

Cough, cough... Soul Wind, pale-faced, coughed a few times, struggling to stand. With an embarrassed expression, he looked at the elder beside him and said, "Elder Ghost Cane, why have you come?"

"If I hadn't come, you would have lost your life here," the elder known as Ghost Cane replied, his cloudy old eyes casting a deep glance at Mo Yu before turning toward Soul Wind in discontent.

"You're one of the top talents in the clan, unmatched among your peers, but your arrogance has made you complacent. Now you've learned there are always stronger people out there, haven't you? Come with me now. You've failed your mission. That boy from the Thunder Clan isn't someone you can deal with."

Soul Wind's face turned bright red with shame, and he stammered, "I admit I underestimated him, but this guy possesses several mysterious types of lightning, each as powerful and strange as a Heavenly Flame. He can even merge them into powerful attacks, which is why I lost."

"Oh? Lightning as powerful as a Heavenly Flame? Could it be that the Thunder Clan has discovered a new treasure?" Ghost Cane Elder frowned slightly, then fixed his cold gaze on Mo Yu.

"Boy, your surname is Mo. You must be from one of the Thunder Clan's vassal families, the Mo Clan. Tell me, why did you try to kill a descendant of my Soul Clan?"

As his words fell, an eerie, deathly aura, like the wailing of a thousand ghosts, swept over Mo Yu, plunging the entire Yunlan Mountain into a hellish abyss.

Sensing the eerie aura, Mo Yu's expression darkened, and he summoned the Vermillion Bird Scorching Flame Thunder. The fiery red lightning enveloped his body, shielding him from the deathly aura that even a Dou Huang would tremble before.

"So this is the mysterious lightning. It's no ordinary power," murmured Ghost Cane Elder, his old eyes gleaming with interest as he observed the lightning surrounding Mo Yu like a protective barrier.

"Senior of the Soul Clan, when younger generations compete, life and death are determined by fate. This is a rule among the ancient clans. Are you planning to bully the young with your seniority?" Mo Yu gripped the black thunder talisman tightly, his voice steady.

He didn't want to use the thunder talisman unless absolutely necessary. While Lei Ying's attack could likely kill the elder, he didn't want to reveal his trump card in front of so many people.

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Ghost Cane Elder's expression changed. His withered hand clenched the ghost-headed cane, and an invisible pressure spread across Yunlan Mountain.

Among the Eight Ancient Clans, there were many unspoken rules: experts above five-star Dou Sheng could not interfere easily, and elders couldn't intervene in battles between the younger generation. This was why the Soul Clan had sent Soul Wind to test Mo Yu. Even if Soul Wind killed Mo Yu, it would have been within the rules, and the Thunder Clan wouldn't have much to say.

However, no one expected Mo Yu to defeat the Soul Clan's top talent, Soul Wind, and use the clan's own rules against them, leaving Ghost Cane Elder with no argument.

"Boy, don't get too arrogant. Soul Wind is a once-in-a-millennium talent in our clan. Once his bloodline fully awakens, the next time he faces you, he will not lose again," Ghost Cane Elder said, his voice cold and ancient, as deathly energy swirled around his ghost-headed cane.

"Hmph, I'll be waiting for him. But I'm afraid he'll lose to me again," Mo Yu replied, understanding that with Ghost Cane Elder present, it was impossible to kill Soul Wind today. However, he wasn't worried about Soul Wind's threat. Mo Yu was confident that, in terms of growth, no one on the Dou Qi Continent could surpass him—not even Xiao Yan, the Child of Fate.

In ten years, Mo Yu was sure he could stand at the peak of the Dou Sheng level, while Soul Wind would struggle to catch up.

"Arrogant brat! If not for certain restrictions, I would kill you now to avoid future trouble," Ghost Cane Elder growled, slamming his cane into the ground. More deathly energy surged across Yunlan Mountain.

Despite his anger, the elder knew the rules. After a final cold snort, he waved his hand. Black mist emerged from the spatial rift.

As the rift appeared, Ghost Cane Elder grabbed Soul Wind and stepped into it. In the next moment, the rift slowly shrank and disappeared under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Mo Yu, just wait! Next time, I won't lose!" Soul Wind's bitter, cold voice echoed through the space before fading.

Mo Yu's eyes narrowed as he watched the spatial rift disappear, deep in thought.

"The Soul Clan truly is mysterious. Even though the Soul Realm is thousands of miles away from the Northwest Continent, they can still tear through space to save Soul Wind," Mo Yu mused. Fortunately, the elder had considered the Thunder Clan's backing. Otherwise, Mo Yu would have been forced to use the black thunder talisman.

With the departure of Ghost Cane Elder and Soul Wind, the deathly aura that had engulfed Yunlan Mountain began to dissipate, and everyone sighed in relief.

The pressure brought by Ghost Cane Elder had been unbearable even for the Dou Zong experts.

"Brother Mo Yu, how should we deal with the Yunlan Sect and the Mu Lan Valley now?" Hai Bodong asked, wiping the sweat from his brow. Seeing that no more unexpected figures were descending upon Yunlan Mountain, he flew over to Mo Yu. After witnessing Mo Yu's terrifying power, his voice carried a tone of respect.

"You may have escaped today, but the next time a Soul Hall expert arrives, it will be your end!" Wu Protector sneered, not daring to stay any longer. Since Ghost Cane Elder, a Soul Clan expert, was of a different faction, he couldn't command him. Now that the elder had left, and knowing he wasn't a match for Mo Yu, Wu Protector hurriedly fled.

In a flash, he transformed into black mist and disappeared into the horizon like lightning, moving so fast that even a high-level Dou Zong would struggle to catch up.

Mo Yu raised an eyebrow at the fleeing Wu Protector but didn't care much. A mere Protector was insignificant.

As his gaze swept downward, the square below fell silent. The disciples of the Yunlan Sect and the experts from the Mu Lan Valley gulped nervously. With the departure of the mysterious Wu Protector and Ghost Cane Elder, they feared it was now their turn to face retribution.

Seeing Mo Yu's expression, Hai Bodong and the others understood his intentions. They moved swiftly, casting predatory glares toward the people below.

Sensing the looming danger, Yun Yun's expression changed. She quickly flew into the air and called out to Mo Yu, "The Yunlan Sect has lost. What do you intend to do?"

Biting her silver teeth, Yun Yun's unsettled gaze finally landed on Mo Yu's cold face. Her emotions were in turmoil. Though her relationship with Yun Shan had cooled in recent years, he was still her teacher, and the Yunlan Sect was her home. She couldn't just stand by and watch Mo Yu destroy it.

"Yun Yun, don't beg him! I, Yun Shan, would rather die than surrender!" Yun Shan, disheveled and mad, shouted defiantly at Mo Yu.

Hearing their voices, Mo Yu's face darkened with killing intent. "What do I intend to do? The Yunlan Sect harmed my grandfather and destroyed the Xiao family. They must be punished!"

Feeling the fury in Mo Yu's words, Yun Yun clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging painfully into her palms. She could understand the anger and pain he felt, and she had no justification for what the Yunlan Sect had done over the years.

"My teacher has caused you great harm, and I won't deny that. But could you, for my sake, give my teacher and the Yunlan Sect a chance?" Yun Yun's chest heaved as she bit her red lips. After a brief silence, she couldn't help but plead, her voice tinged with sorrow.

"A chance?" Mo Yu's brow furrowed, and anger flickered on his face. After taking a deep breath, he coldly replied, "For the sake of our acquaintance, I will give you a chance. I won't personally destroy the Yunlan Sect or kill Yun Shan."

"But I'm not the only one seeking revenge on the Yunlan Sect. My cousin, Xiao Yan, also has a deep grudge against you. If he seeks vengeance, I won't stand in his way."

Hearing this, Yun Yun paused, her lips forming a bitter smile. "Must it really come to this? Revenge only breeds more hatred."

Mo Yu remained cold and silent. The principle of "a life for a life" was eternal. There was no room for negotiation.

Seeing his lack of response, Yun Yun's expression turned sorrowful. Still, she held onto a sliver of hope, glancing toward Yun Shan.

If Yun Shan could withstand Xiao Yan's revenge, the Yunlan Sect might still survive.

The experts of the Jia Ma Empire and the Black-Corner Region were puzzled by Mo Yu's decision, not understanding why he was offering the Yunlan Sect such a generous opportunity.

Only Xiao Yan seemed to understand. His black eyes narrowed as he nodded solemnly to Mo Yu. Then, his hands formed a quick series of seals.

As Xiao Yan's hand seals shifted, a three-colored fire lotus appeared, glowing brightly like a miniature sun.

The crowd gasped in shock. The fire lotus was eerily similar to the thunder orb that Mo Yu had used earlier!

Yun Yun's face turned ashen as she witnessed this. She had forgotten that Xiao Yan possessed such a powerful technique—a technique that had nearly destroyed the Yunlan Sect three years ago.

Stumbling slightly, Yun Yun now fully grasped Mo Yu's plan.

But even understanding his calculations, she couldn't muster any resentment toward him. The Yunlan Sect had indeed wronged the Xiao family.

From the moment the Yunlan Sect provoked the Xiao family, it had sown the seeds of its own destruction. Even without Mo Yu's involvement, Xiao Yan alone was capable of wiping it out.

"Go!" Xiao Yan shouted, his voice carrying through the air.

With a flick of his finger, the three-colored fire lotus shot out like a streak of lightning.

Carrying immense and terrifying power, the fire lotus was like a flower of death, radiating a destructive aura.

Amid countless horrified and ecstatic gazes, Xiao Yan flashed before Yun Shan.

Already battered and bruised by the Fire Spirit Puppet, Yun Shan's heart filled with terror as he saw Xiao Yan's sinister smile and murderous intent.

He knew that if Xiao Yan struck now, his fate would be sealed.

Seeing the fear and disbelief on Yun Shan's face, Xiao Yan's sneer widened. In a low voice, he whispered, "Old dog, I told you three years ago that you would regret letting me escape. Today, I've come to settle that debt!"

The fire lotus crashed into Yun Shan, and even his status as a Dou Zong expert couldn't withstand the ferocious energy blast. Blood sprayed from his body.

Within mere seconds, Yun Shan's bloodied face twisted in terror, and his eyes slowly closed. Even a Dou Zong couldn't survive such a brutal assault.

As the crowd looked on, holding their breath, it became clear: Yun Shan, the strongest man in the Jia Ma Empire, had fallen!

Mo Yu's calm expression showed no surprise. Moving swiftly, he caught the exhausted Xiao Yan as his cousin began to fall, drained of his Dou Qi.

With his free hand, Mo Yu summoned black lightning, and with a brutal strike, he smashed Yun Shan's skull, pulling out his weakened soul and absorbing it into the Black Lotus Soul Devouring Thunder.

With that done, Mo Yu's silver eyes swept across the battlefield, and his voice thundered across Yunlan Mountain:

"Yun Shan is dead. From today on, the Yunlan Sect no longer exists in the Jia Ma Empire!"

(End of Chapter)

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