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Deep within the jungle.
Mo Yu's gaze was locked onto the base of a towering tree, where a black figure sat cross-legged in silence. A terrifying aura of death energy surged in and out of its body with each breath, resembling a massive, coiling dragon.
A suffocating sense of oppression radiated from its form.
As Mo Yu's gaze focused on it, the black figure slowly opened its eyes. However, within those hollow sockets, there were no pupils—only swirling gray-black death energy forming vortexes.
If an ordinary person were to meet its gaze for too long, even the vitality within their body would be forcibly drained and devoured.
Though there was no trace of intelligence in its eyes, an eerie and sinister presence lingered within. The danger it exuded far surpassed any of the beast spirits Mo Yu had encountered before.
The Half-Step Ninth-Grade Beast Spirit slowly stood up. Its movements seemed rigid, yet there was no sluggishness—only an explosive, thunderous force hidden within.
"Roar!"
The beast spirit's hollow gray-black pupils locked onto Mo Yu, and it let out a deep, resonant growl, carrying an unmistakable aura of intimidation.
"Not bad. But today, that Beast Spirit Heart of yours is mine." Mo Yu's tone was indifferent.
Though the beast spirit couldn't understand Mo Yu's words, it could sense his intent. The swirling death energy in its pupils intensified, and its growl grew deeper and more menacing.
Boom!
A storm of death energy erupted, sweeping through the surroundings. Towering trees were uprooted and sent flying, while the beast spirit itself transformed into a streak of gray light, shooting toward Mo Yu at terrifying speed.
Its movement was akin to a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, it closed the distance and unleashed a ferocious punch. Instantly, death energy surged forward like a monstrous thousand-foot-long dragon.
The death energy dragon roared, tearing open deep chasms in the earth. Anything in its path was utterly annihilated.
From the moment it struck, the beast spirit displayed power so overwhelming that even those observing from a distance couldn't help but be shaken.
At that moment, the sky suddenly erupted with dazzling purple-gold light. A massive purple-gold palm descended from above, carrying an unstoppable force—it was Mo Yu's counterattack.
Boom!
Faced with this sudden assault, the beast spirit did not hesitate. It threw out another punch, surging with death energy, directly colliding with the descending purple-gold palm.
A devastating shockwave erupted. The seemingly boundless purple-gold palm failed to shake the beast spirit in the slightest.
"Roar!"
The beast spirit's hollow pupils locked onto Mo Yu as it let out a guttural roar, clearly recognizing that this opponent was no ordinary threat.
Without pause, it vanished into a blur of black light, charging at Mo Yu once more. As it neared, its maw gaped open, and death energy condensed within, compressing into an orb of pure destruction—like a death cannonball.
Even the space around its mouth twisted under the immense energy.
Seeing this, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. As expected, this beast spirit was incredibly difficult to handle. Its combat prowess was so fearsome that even Hei Yintian himself would have been obliterated within a few exchanges.
Rumble!
The death energy within the beast spirit's maw condensed to its limit before erupting into a beam of annihilation, piercing through space as it shot toward Mo Yu.
Boom! Boom!
Facing such a terrifying attack, Mo Yu dared not be careless. The muscles of his Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm bulged, and purple-gold energy surged violently before exploding outward, forming a roaring torrent of divine power.
The purple-gold torrent condensed into a massive ape fist in Mo Yu's hands before he swung it down, clashing violently with the beam of death energy.
"Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm—Great Ape King Fist!"
A thunderous boom resounded through the sky. The shockwave was so immense that the jungle below was ripped from its roots, with countless ancient trees shattering into dust.
From afar, Cai Lin and the others tensed as they watched the battle. Mo Yu was their strongest fighter. If even he couldn't defeat this Half-Step Ninth-Grade Beast Spirit, their entire hunting mission would suffer a devastating setback.
Boom!
The purple-gold light filled the sky as Mo Yu was abruptly sent flying backward. His aura fluctuated slightly, showing signs of instability.
In contrast, the beast spirit was merely pushed back a few hundred feet. Though its death energy rippled in slight disorder, it had suffered no significant damage.
Seeing this, Cai Lin and the others felt a heavy weight in their hearts. The sheer might of this beast spirit had far exceeded their expectations—this was the first time they had ever seen Mo Yu forced into a disadvantage.
"Roar!"
Sensing the opportunity, the beast spirit let out an ear-piercing roar and stomped on the void, transforming into a streak of black light, launching another attack toward Mo Yu at lightning speed.
Its movement was so swift that in just a few breaths, it had already closed in on Mo Yu.
But just as it prepared to unleash another death energy strike, Mo Yu's lips curled into a slight smirk. His dark pupils gleamed with an eerie light as he slowly clenched his Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm into a fist and threw out another seemingly slow but unstoppable punch.
As the fist landed, the world dimmed. Another purple-gold ape fist shot forward, its deafening howl echoing across the sky.
"Great Ape King Fist!"
A single punch erupted with earth-shattering power, as though even the sky would collapse under its might.
Yet, Mo Yu didn't stop there. His spiritual energy surged, boiling to its absolute peak. The Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm released thick clouds of spiritual energy, churning like mist.
From a distance, Cai Lin and the others watched as Mo Yu raised his fist again, delivering two more consecutive punches.
"Great Ape King Fist!"
"Great Ape King Fist!"
The sheer force behind each strike sent shivers down their spines. Their bodies instinctively tingled with pain—a primal reaction to the overwhelming threat.
Whoosh!
The three Great Ape King Fists fused mid-air, combining into a single, terrifying force.
Seeing this, Han Yue's expression changed dramatically. A trace of shock and fear surfaced in his eyes.
"That…!"
Han Yue gasped in disbelief. "That technique… it resembles the Dark Shadow Tiger Clan's ultimate martial art—Tiger King Three Demon Fists!"
"Oh?" Cai Lin's delicate face also revealed surprise. "Mo Yu fought Hei Yintian only once, yet he was able to replicate such a powerful technique?"
Each of Mo Yu's three punches carried the might of a perfected divine ability. If all three strikes successfully merged, their power would skyrocket to an unimaginable level.
In the center of the battlefield, Mo Yu studied the devastating force he had created and nodded in satisfaction. This technique had indeed been inspired by Hei Yintian's battle style, and the result was even more formidable than he had anticipated.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he coldly declared,
"Ape King Triple Strike!"
Boom!
The massive purple-gold ape fist crashed into the beast spirit, the sheer force blasting it downward. Half its body was buried deep into the ground, sending cracks radiating across the battlefield.
A crack appeared on its forehead, a clear sign of injury.
Boom!
Just as the Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit roared in fury, a purple-gold ape fist came crashing down from midair, pounding against its skull with thunderous force. The impact drove its entire body into the ground, causing the surrounding earth to collapse in large sections.
From the outer perimeter, Cai Lin and the others watched this scene unfold, unable to suppress their astonishment. The power of that punch was truly terrifying.
"Even with such an attack, it's unlikely to deal a fatal blow to the Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit," Han Yue suddenly remarked after a moment of silence.
Hearing this, Cai Lin and the others nodded slightly. Although the beast spirit seemed to be suppressed by Mo Yu's formidable strikes, it still possessed the strength of a Half-Step Ninth Grade Sovereign. Up until now, it hadn't suffered any injuries that could significantly impact its combat ability.
Boom!
As they spoke, the ground suddenly erupted. Amidst the flying debris, a figure shrouded in dense deathly aura shot into the sky, unleashing a furious roar. Waves of death energy rippled outward, shattering the purple-gold ape fist's phantom projection into nothingness.
The Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit now appeared rather battered. Its death aura had weakened, and its body was riddled with deep holes, with death energy continuously leaking from them. Even its shoulder was half-severed, barely hanging on.
Clearly, while Mo Yu's powerful attack hadn't completely eradicated the beast spirit, it had inflicted severe damage.
However, a cornered beast is often the most dangerous.
Mo Yu gazed at the scene, his eyes flickering slightly. He hadn't expected the creature to withstand such a devastating blow.
Swish!
The Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit locked its furious gaze onto Mo Yu before lunging toward him, its rolling death aura rising like a billowing storm.
Mo Yu narrowed his eyes at the incoming threat but remained motionless. Only when the beast spirit was truly upon him did he suddenly stomp the ground.
At the same time, a flash of black light appeared in his palm, revealing an unadorned black staff—the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff.
Though it looked like nothing more than an ordinary fire poker, the moment it materialized, Mo Yu's figure suddenly sank, his body burdened by an immense weight emanating from the staff. It was as if he were carrying a mountain, forcing him to grit his teeth under the pressure.
From afar, Cai Lin and the others stiffened upon seeing the black staff in Mo Yu's hands. Clearly, they were eager to witness the power of this legendary saint artifact.
After all, in terms of value, even all the quasi-saint artifacts they had obtained combined paled in comparison to this single black staff.
The gap between quasi-saint artifacts and true saint artifacts was as vast as a chasm.
As the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff appeared in Mo Yu's grip, the Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit's death aura churned violently. It had been about to charge forward but abruptly halted, its body tensing in an extreme defensive posture.
Clearly, it had sensed an overwhelming danger emanating from the black staff.
At this point, the beast spirit was no longer in its peak state. The previous blows had inflicted severe wounds, leaving its death aura defense full of cracks.
If it were struck by that black staff now, it might truly perish. Even though it no longer possessed life, its instincts still drove it to avoid death at all costs.
A flicker of hesitation appeared in its deathly eyes, revealing a trace of retreat.
Seeing this, Mo Yu wasted no time. A jade bottle suddenly appeared in his hand and shattered in midair, releasing a mighty torrent.
Like a flowing river, the torrent coiled through the sky, saturating the area with an incredibly dense energy. The very spiritual energy of this world seemed to surge in response, forming mist-like waves radiating from the torrent.
Cai Lin focused her gaze and was shocked to realize that this mighty current was composed entirely of Supreme Spiritual Liquid—and at a rough estimate, nearly a million drops.
"Could it be that activating the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff requires such an enormous amount of Supreme Spiritual Liquid?" Cai Lin and the others were momentarily stunned before a sense of shock took hold of them.
The quasi-saint artifacts they wielded could be activated with their own spiritual energy and still unleash formidable power. Yet Mo Yu's black staff seemingly demanded external resources just to function.
Noticing their astonishment, Mo Yu glanced at the spiraling torrent of energy surrounding him and let out a silent sigh.
He, too, found it frustrating that wielding the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff required such an astronomical amount of Supreme Spiritual Liquid. The staff was incredibly heavy, and with his current strength, he could barely lift it. To wield it freely in combat, he had to channel external energy into it.
As a result, a single swing of the staff required one million drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid. Even with Mo Yu's wealth, he could only afford four or five swings at most.
Still, in a battle like this, where quick resolution was necessary to prevent unforeseen complications, he had no choice but to rely on the power of the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff.
With that thought in mind, Mo Yu made his move.
With the staff infused with energy, its immense weight lightened in his grip. Stepping forward, he swung it viciously at the Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit.
Boom!
The black iron staff descended from the heavens. As its shadow fell, the very earth beneath it was torn apart, splitting open into a massive chasm. The sheer force of the strike was overwhelmingly destructive, annihilating all life in its path. Even the surrounding spiritual energy was forcibly erased.
From a distance, Cai Lin and the others felt an intense chill run down their spines as they witnessed the staff's devastating power. A suffocating sense of impending death loomed over them.
The Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit felt the same. Letting out a desperate roar, it unleashed all of its remaining death aura, forming a death shield behind it. At the same time, it frantically fled into the distance.
Boom!
The Primordial Golden-Banded Staff crashed down, colliding with the death shield. However, the dense death aura offered no resistance whatsoever—it simply melted away into nothingness.
Swish!
The black staff pierced through the death shield effortlessly. Mo Yu's strike did not falter as it relentlessly pursued the fleeing Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit, slamming down onto its head.
Even as the beast spirit frantically summoned more death aura to defend itself, the moment the black light swept across, its head and neck vanished into thin air, disintegrating on the spot.
It was instantly obliterated.
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