Chapter 750: Chapter 748: The Might of the Netherheart Demonic Thunder
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The sudden turn of events in the sky stunned everyone. It took a long moment before the crowd snapped back to their senses.
At this moment, however, most people’s eyes were fixed on the shattered purple jade book in Mo Yu’s hand.
That jade book represented the authority of the Purple Cloud Sect. Over the years, no one had ever dared to reject an invitation from the Purple Cloud Sect, let alone crush it in public. Destroying the jade book was considered a grave act of disrespect, one that would surely bring about catastrophic consequences.
"He... the Warden actually crushed the Purple Jade Book?"
"Sigh, he’s far too arrogant! He completely lost his composure. Now that he’s crushed the jade book, he has invited disaster upon himself!" A Thunder Prison expert lamented in despair.
"That was too reckless!" Many other powerful figures wore grim expressions. While the action was satisfying, the wrath of the Purple Cloud Sect was something Thunder Prison simply could not bear.
"This is a calamity... Thunder Prison is doomed. We should start preparing a way out for ourselves."
The entire plaza was in an uproar. Many Thunder Prison experts were filled with fear, clearly shaken by Mo Yu’s audacity.
After all, setting aside the Purple Cloud Sect itself, just the three Greater Earthly Supreme experts before them were enough to spell doom for Thunder Prison.
Even the early followers of Thunder Prison, like Feng Yuanzi and the Snow Valley Lord, had a change in expression. They sighed inwardly, realizing that today’s events would not end peacefully.
As the plaza was thrown into chaos, the three elders of the Purple Cloud Sect also recovered from their shock. The white-haired elder in the lead, upon seeing the crushed jade book, immediately withdrew his smile, his eyes turning ice-cold.
"Heh, this is quite something... In all these years, I’ve never seen anyone dare to crush my Purple Cloud Sect’s jade book!" His tone was chilling, his gaze as sharp as a blade as it locked onto Mo Yu.
"Well, now you have."
Mo Yu’s expression remained indifferent as he casually brushed the jade fragments from his palm. "You have ten breaths to get out of Thunder Prison."
At the same time, his gaze swept across the Thunder Prison experts. Those who had shown fear and had thoughts of fleeing were all etched into his mind. People who only thought of saving themselves in times of crisis were of no use to Thunder Prison.
Hearing Mo Yu’s words, the three elders were momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter. Their laughter was like rolling thunder, shaking the entire plaza.
The spectators exchanged bewildered looks, unable to understand why Mo Yu showed no fear toward the three Greater Earthly Supremes before him.
Zhong Cang, Ao Sha, and others who had followed Mo Yu into the Earthly Supreme Hidden Treasure recalled how he had defeated the Ice Pavilion Lord—who possessed strength comparable to a Greater Earthly Supreme—while still being a Lesser Earthly Supreme. With that, their initial worry subsided.
Now, Mo Yu himself was a Greater Earthly Supreme. Though he faced three opponents of the same level, he shouldn’t be at a disadvantage.
"To think that Prison Lord is such an ignorant brat," the white-haired elder shook his head with some pity. "Since that’s the case, Thunder Prison no longer needs to exist."
Boom!
The moment his words fell, his robe swelled, and a vast, ocean-like spiritual energy surged from his body without reservation. The entire plaza trembled violently as if it was about to collapse.
"We’ll start with you, Prison Lord!"
With a sinister smile, the white-haired elder stepped forward. His figure blurred, appearing before Mo Yu in an instant, his palm striking down. The force shattered the space beneath his palm, revealing the terrifying power contained within.
The Thunder Prison experts gasped at the sight. Regardless of the circumstances, Mo Yu was their Warden. If he perished here, Thunder Prison would cease to exist.
The Snow Valley Lord and the others hesitated but ultimately gritted their teeth, preparing to assist Mo Yu. However, they were stopped by Wind Emperor with a mere wave of his hand.
"Elder Qing..." They couldn’t help but speak up.
During this time, they had learned Wind Emperor’s true identity—he was once the famed Wind Emperor of the Skylaw Continent.
Wind Emperor merely shook his head, his gaze fixed on Mo Yu’s back. He knew Mo Yu could handle this.
Boom!
Under countless shocked gazes, the white-haired elder’s palm struck. But just as it was about to land on Mo Yu’s chest, Mo Yu finally raised his hand lightly—almost as if swatting a fly—and met the elder’s palm.
Dong!
A muffled sound echoed. The spectators held their breath, eager to see the result.
However, before they could react, a figure was sent flying backward, tumbling across the ground, leaving a long trail.
The plaza fell into eerie silence.
Everyone had seen it clearly—the one sent flying was none other than the Purple Cloud Sect’s Zi Tianbei!
Swish!
Countless incredulous gazes turned toward Mo Yu, only to see him still maintaining his casual palm strike stance, standing motionless.
The fierce and unstoppable strike from the white-haired elder had not even made Mo Yu budge. Instead, the elder had been sent flying?
Pfft.
Zi Tianbei finally stabilized himself, only to cough up a mouthful of blood. His expression was filled with horror as he looked at Mo Yu.
During their brief exchange, he had distinctly felt an unimaginably terrifying thunderous power surge from Mo Yu’s palm.
That thunderous power... had even made someone at his peak Greater Earthly Supreme level tremble in fear.
At this moment, he finally realized—Mo Yu was not simple!
"You... an early Greater Earthly Supreme?!" Zi Tianbei gritted his teeth, his gaze locked onto Mo Yu.
When they exchanged blows earlier, Mo Yu’s spiritual energy fluctuations had erupted, revealing his level—an early-stage Greater Earthly Supreme.
But what he couldn’t comprehend was—how could Mo Yu, at the early Greater Earthly Supreme level, utterly crush him, a peak Greater Earthly Supreme?
Gasp!
The entire plaza erupted in shocked murmurs. How could someone at the early Greater Earthly Supreme level suppress Zi Tianbei so completely?
"This brat is strange! Attack together!" Zi Tianbei roared, his expression ferocious. By now, he knew Mo Yu was no ordinary opponent. Alone, he was no match.
The other two Greater Earthly Supremes of the Purple Cloud Sect also turned serious, killing intent flashing in their eyes.
Swish!
However, just as they were about to attack, Mo Yu suddenly took a step forward. Space twisted, and in an instant, he appeared before them.
"Unleash your Supreme Dharma Body!"
The three’s pupils shrank as they roared, not hesitating to summon their Supreme Dharma Body. Vast spiritual light surged behind them, forming giant figures. They had sensed an overwhelming sense of danger from Mo Yu.
But just as their Supreme Dharma Body started forming, a palm wreathed in ghostly black lightning suddenly pierced through their defenses and gently pressed against their chests.
Boom!
As Mo Yu’s palm descended, an eerie thunderclap, like the wail of a ghost, suddenly echoed in the minds of the three from the Zi Tianbei group.
In an instant, their bodies trembled, their faces turned pale, and all of their thoughts were utterly shattered.
Bang!
Another muffled sound rang out. The eyelids of everyone in the plaza twitched violently before they saw Zi Tianbei and his two companions being blasted away once more, crashing heavily into the stone pillars around the square.
The three staggered as they got back to their feet, cold sweat rolling down their foreheads. Clutching their chests, their minds were flooded with chaotic thoughts, and even the spiritual energy within their bodies showed signs of going out of control.
"That attack just now... was it Thunder Sound?" a powerful member of the Purple Cloud Sect asked in shock.
"No! It’s the Nether Demon Heart Thunder!" Zi Tianbei’s expression suddenly changed as if he had realized something.
As a high-ranking figure of the Purple Cloud Sect, Zi Tianbei had extensive knowledge and quickly identified Mo Yu’s technique—it was none other than the legendary Nether Demon Heart Thunder, from ancient times!
Among the countless heavenly thunders, the Nether Demon Heart Thunder, was one of the most sinister. Unlike ordinary thunder, which was known for its sheer destructive force, its attacks did not take the form of lightning but rather—sound.
More terrifyingly, this thunder could bypass most defenses, striking directly at the depths of one’s soul. Its thunderous sound could stir up inner demons, shatter a person’s concentration, and even make their spiritual energy spiral out of control. If the backlash was severe enough, they could perish from their own power turning against them.
This kind of attack was nearly impossible to guard against.
Realizing this, the faces of Zi Tianbei and his companions turned pale with shock. At this moment, they could already feel their spiritual energy slipping from their control.
"Nether Demon Heart Thunder?"
The experts from Thunder Prison, as well as the many spectators, all had a change in expression. Their gazes toward Mo Yu were now filled with awe and disbelief.
The Nether Demon Heart Thunder, was the signature technique of the Demon Heart Thunder Emperor, one of the legendary Nine Emperors of the ancient era. Who would have thought that, after so many years, someone could actually wield this terrifying power again?
Even the Wind Emperor looked surprised. He turned to Mo Yu, his eyes revealing a hint of contemplation.
He clearly remembered that before entering the Earthly Supreme Hidden Treasury, Mo Yu had no connection to the Nether Demon Heart Thunder, Yet after emerging from its depths, he had mastered it.
It seemed that deep within the Thunder Saint’s Grand Hall, an untold secret was hidden—one that was inextricably linked to the legendary Demon Heart Thunder Emperor...
"Run!"
On the other side, Zi Tianbei and his two companions were deathly pale. Without hesitation, they mustered the last traces of their spiritual energy and bolted toward the edge of the plaza. Mo Yu’s overwhelming power had instilled true fear in them.
Watching them flee like stray dogs, Mo Yu’s expression remained indifferent as he swiftly moved to intercept them.
Bang!
The moment the three reached the plaza’s edge, a violent thunderstorm suddenly erupted in the sky. In the next instant, the crowd saw their figures once again being blasted back, crashing miserably onto the plaza’s stone surface.
"Thunder Prison is not a place where one can come and go as they please."
Mo Yu looked down at them, his silver eyes carrying a chilling light.
"Prison Lord, we are merely messengers! No matter how deep the grudge between two sects, the rule has always been that messengers are not to be harmed!"
Under Mo Yu’s cold gaze, Zi Tianbei’s face turned ashen. His body trembled as he spoke, now looking no different from an ordinary old man. With his spiritual energy in disarray, he feared that Mo Yu would strike him down in anger.
"That’s not the attitude you had earlier." Mo Yu chuckled, his tone mocking. Just moments ago, Zi Tianbei had been acting as if no one in Thunder Prison could stand against him, flaunting his authority in the plaza.
Zi Tianbei cursed inwardly. How could he have known that this newly established Thunder Prison harbored such a terrifying individual? The battle had lasted only an instant, yet they had been utterly subdued. This level of strength was simply monstrous.
Had he known this earlier, he wouldn’t have dared to act so recklessly in Thunder Prison, not even if he had been given ten times the courage.
"It was my mistake. I failed to recognize Thunder Prison’s true strength. I deserve this lesson." Zi Tianbei forced out a dry laugh, his earlier arrogance now completely gone as he adopted a fawning attitude.
"At least you know when to bow and when to stand tall." Mo Yu shook his head with a smirk, amused by how quickly the old man abandoned his dignity.
The Thunder Prison experts watching from the sidelines all felt a sense of satisfaction. Seeing the once-arrogant Zi Tianbei reduced to such a pathetic state filled them with delight. At the same time, their respect for Mo Yu deepened.
To subdue three Greater Earthly Supremes in the blink of an eye—such strength was simply unfathomable!
"Go back and tell your Purple Cloud Sect this—Thunder Prison does not seek trouble, but neither do we fear it. If you think Thunder Prison is an easy target, then we would be more than happy to test that assumption." Mo Yu’s voice was calm, but there was an undeniable edge to it.
Zi Tianbei nodded frantically, not daring to refute him.
"Leave."
Mo Yu had no interest in keeping them any longer. He had no intention of killing them, as the effects of the Nether Demon Heart Thunder, would leave them weak for at least a year.
If he were to kill them outright, it would force the Purple Cloud Sect into outright war with Thunder Prison. Given that the sect had just been established and its foundation was still unstable, that was not a wise move.
After suffering such a humiliating defeat, the Purple Cloud Sect would likely hesitate before making another move against Thunder Prison.
After all, this was not a hundred years into the future, when the Purple Cloud Sect had solidified its dominance over the Northern Region. If they waged war now, even if Thunder Prison was wiped out, the Purple Cloud Sect itself would suffer tremendous losses—only benefiting the other factions in the region.
The leader of the Purple Cloud Sect was no fool. He would not engage in such a losing trade.
"Y-Yes! We will take our leave!"
Hearing Mo Yu’s words, Zi Tianbei acted as if he had been granted a pardon. Without hesitation, he led his companions in a desperate retreat. The Nether Demon Heart Thunder, affecting their bodies was not their biggest concern—once they returned, their sect leader should be able to dispel it.
Mo Yu watched them flee, the corners of his lips curling slightly.
The Nether Demon Heart Thunder, truly lived up to its reputation as the Demon Heart Thunder Emperor’s signature technique.
With just one strike, he had completely subdued three opponents of the same rank.
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