Chapter 657: The Shock of a Seven-Star Dou Saint, The Loss of the Ancient Jade
"Black Abyss Army, capture him!"
As soon as the figure was shot out of the mountain by the force of the magma, Xun'er coldly commanded. She was very familiar with the figure.
"Yes!"
With Xun'er's cold shout, many figures immediately soared into the sky. With their combined efforts, their powerful Dou Qi quickly formed a massive energy net in the air, which then descended toward the fleeing figure, attempting to trap him.
"Explode!"
The figure facing the energy net remained calm. With a shift of his hand, dozens of fierce energy blasts shot out, striking the net in multiple places.
With a loud whistling of wind, the energy net shattered. The figure looked up toward the distant sky and, with a quick movement, sped toward the heavens at full speed.
"Hmph, Gu Yang, you traitor!"
As Gu Yang fled swiftly toward the sky, Gu Dao and two others spotted him. Their faces turned cold, and just as they were about to act, the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan appeared like ghosts to block their way.
"Don't let him escape!"
Chaos erupted in the sky. Xun'er waved her jade-like hand. Though the Ancient Clan had many strong experts, they couldn't leave their formations unguarded, wary of a potential ambush from the Soul Clan. But Xun'er and the younger generation could freely make their move.
With Xun'er's command, she took the lead, swiftly flying forward, with Gu Qingyang and others following closely behind.
"Let's join the fight!"
On the stone platform of the training grounds, Yan Yi saw this and gave a serious command. His massive fire wings spread out from his back, and he sped toward the figure in the sky. Behind him, Huo Zhi and other strong members of the Yan Clan also joined the pursuit.
"What should we do, brother-in-law?" The younger generation of the Thunder Clan was momentarily stunned by the sudden outbreak of battle. Lei Dong hesitated and asked.
"You stay here. I'll go after him," Mo Yu said with a slight frown.
As a high-ranking elder of the Ancient Clan, Gu Yang was not an easy opponent. If the younger generation pursued him, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.
While Mo Yu sped toward the action, the figure in the sky was rapidly approaching the spatial crack that had been torn open by Soul Yao, one of the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan.
But just when Gu Yang was only a few hundred meters away from the crack, several figures flew in, led by Xun'er and her group, blocking his path.
"Elder Gu Yang, why have you committed such treachery?" Xun'er angrily questioned the disheveled old man before her, her beautiful eyes blazing with fury.
"Heh, do you still think I'm Gu Yang?" The disheveled old man let out a strange laugh. From between the strands of hair hanging over his face, a pair of sinister, cold eyes appeared—eyes completely different from the kind ones he used to have.
"The real Gu Yang's soul was forcibly merged with mine by Lord Void over a century ago. I've been hiding in the shadows all these years, waiting for this moment," the old man said with a chilling laugh.
"A bunch of younglings trying to stop me? Ridiculous!" The old man laughed loudly and turned to flee.
However, just as he was about to escape, a flaming pink fist suddenly tore through the air, striking his chest like lightning. It was none other than Xiao Yan.
"Trying to run? It's not that easy!"
Xiao Yan floated in the air, coldly staring at the disheveled Gu Yang. His terrifying aura of a six-star Dou Saint exploded, causing Gu Yang's expression to change drastically.
"Soul Yao! Help me!" Gu Yang cried out, realizing that he was no match for Xiao Yan.
"You dare interfere with the Soul Clan's plans? You're seeking death!" Soul Yao, observing the situation, let out a furious roar. With a point of his finger, a deep black beam shot out, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to track.
"Death Finger!"
At that moment, Mo Yu arrived on the scene. He responded by thrusting his finger forward, releasing a surge of immense Dou Qi and shouting, "Yellow Springs Finger!"
Boom! Boom!
The two attacks collided, their energies exploding in the air. The Yellow Springs Finger and the Death Finger clashed evenly, neutralizing each other.
Seeing that Mo Yu had managed to counter his attack head-on, Soul Yao's expression darkened, a trace of shock flickering in his eyes.
Back during the confrontation at the Medicine Clan, Mo Yu had only managed to push him back by using a destructive thunderball while catching him off guard. But now, Mo Yu was able to face him directly with his own power. This progress was terrifying.
Mo Yu glanced at Xiao Yan and Xun'er and said, "Leave Soul Yao to me. You two go after Gu Yang!"
Xun'er and Xiao Yan's faces lit up with joy. "Thank you, Brother Mo Yu!" they called out, before rushing toward Gu Yang's direction.
Soul Yao moved to stop them, but Mo Yu quickly blocked his path, preventing him from intervening.
"Hmph, I want to see how many attacks you can withstand!" Soul Yao's face twisted with anger. His fingertips glowed with dark energy, and ten beams of black light shot out, quickly vanishing into the defensive cracks around them before surging toward Mo Yu.
Mo Yu sneered, responding by punching the air. A mountain-like force descended, shattering the ten beams of dark light into pieces.
"Is this all you've got, Four Demon Saint of the Soul Clan?" Mo Yu taunted with a cold smile.
"You... Your power?" Soul Yao's face was filled with shock as he sensed the overwhelming energy inside Mo Yu.
"Seven-star Dou Saint?!" Soul Yao exclaimed in disbelief. Mo Yu had reached the seven-star Dou Saint level!
Just half a month ago at the Medicine Clan, Mo Yu had only been a five-star Dou Saint. In just two weeks, he had skyrocketed to seven-star Dou Saint! Such rapid progress would have been considered impossible.
But the reality was right in front of him, leaving Soul Yao with no choice but to accept it, his mind in disarray.
"Haha! This kid really broke through to the seven-star Dou Saint level!" Not far away, Lei Ying, who was locked in battle with Void Swallowing Flame, laughed heartily after sensing Mo Yu's explosive power.
Seven-star Dou Saints were truly considered high-level Dou Saints, comparable to the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan, or the Three Immortals of the Ancient Dao. Even powerful clan leaders, like Yao Dan of the Medicine Clan, were at this level.
Stepping into the seven-star Dou Saint realm meant reaching the upper echelon of power, even within clans like the Soul Clan or Ancient Clan. Mo Yu, being so young and already a seven-star Dou Saint, was no longer just "promising"—he had already cemented his place among the greats.
Yan Jin, standing nearby, felt a surge of envy. With such a talented son-in-law, Lei Ying must have accumulated incredible fortune over the ages. Why couldn't he find such luck?
Of course, Yan Jin then remembered he had no daughters.
Void Swallowing Flame, who had been engaged with Lei Ying and Yan Jin, also paused, sensing the shift in Mo Yu's power. His eyes flickered with confusion as he looked toward Mo Yu.
"This boy from the Thunder Clan... I've sensed his aura before, at the Medicine Clan…" Void Swallowing Flame murmured to himself, piecing together the puzzle. "Seven-star Dou Saint... No wonder Lei Ying is so excited. If not for the Soul Clan's plans being near completion, at the rate this boy is growing, the Thunder Clan might very well rival the Soul Clan and Ancient Clan within a century."
While everyone was still reeling from Mo Yu's sudden power-up, his battle with Soul Yao grew more intense. Unlike before, where Mo Yu had relied on the Destructive Thunderball, his seven-star Dou Saint strength allowed him to suppress Soul Yao directly. No matter what attacks Soul Yao launched, Mo Yu countered them effortlessly, showing his superior strength.
As the fierce battles raged on all fronts, a deafening explosion suddenly rang out in the skies above the Ancient Realm.
Under the pressure of Xiao Yan, Xun'er, and the others, Gu Yang's body exploded, releasing a violent energy shockwave that tore apart the protective barrier.
Amid the chaos, a streak of blood-red light shot out, racing through the sky toward the ongoing battle. Inside the light was a small, translucent jade—one of the pieces of the Tuo She Ancient Emperor's Jade!
In a desperate bid to deliver the ancient jade, Gu Yang, a five-star Dou Saint, had chosen to self-destruct!
Whoosh!
Like a meteor, the blood-red light streaked across the sky, drawing the attention of everyone present.
At that moment, Void Swallowing Flame, still locked in battle with Lei Ying and Yan Jin, suddenly retreated in a flash, heading straight for the ancient jade.
"He's going for the ancient jade! Stop him!" Xiao Yan's face changed as he shouted.
Hearing his cry, Lei Ying and Yan Jin immediately moved, their bodies flashing toward Void Swallowing Flame.
"Thunder Tribulation Palm!"
"Falling Fire Finger!"
Both leaders launched their attacks simultaneously. A giant, glowing palm of lightning and a searing finger of fire streaked through the sky at lightning speed, aiming straight for Void Swallowing Flame.
"Hmph!"
Void Swallowing Flame's face turned cold, but instead of dodging, he shook his body, causing countless black vortexes to appear around him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The attacks struck the vortexes, causing a series of explosions. Although the black holes slowed down the attacks, they were only temporary obstacles. Once the vortexes were destroyed, the palm of lightning and the fire finger slammed into Void Swallowing Flame's back, tearing it open and scattering black flames everywhere.
Even with his strength, Void Swallowing Flame staggered under the force of the blows, his body becoming more ethereal. But the attack's impact also propelled him forward, allowing him to reach the red light in an instant. With a swift motion, he opened his mouth and swallowed the ancient jade.
Having secured the jade, Void Swallowing Flame laughed maniacally as the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan gathered around him, forming a protective circle. His eyes gleamed with mockery as he taunted Lei Ying and Yan Jin.
"Nice try, but I'll be sure to repay you for that blow someday!" Void Swallowing Flame sneered, his face twisted with malice.
Lei Ying and Yan Jin's expressions darkened. Despite their combined efforts, not only had they failed to stop Void Swallowing Flame, but he had also successfully stolen the ancient jade.
"Retreat!" Void Swallowing Flame called out, his body flashing toward the spatial rift.
"Stop him!"
Just as Void Swallowing Flame began to move, a spatial ripple appeared, and Gu Yuan emerged, his face dark and grim.
But before Gu Yuan could make a move, Hun Tiandi, clad in a gray robe, appeared before him, casually deflecting his attack and retreating with a sly smile.
In the brief distraction, Void Swallowing Flame darted into the spatial rift, vanishing without a trace. The scene left the Ancient Clan warriors fuming with rage, their eyes burning with anger.
"Gu Yuan, as I said before, when the Xiao Clan fell, the Ancient Clan lost its best chance to oppose the Soul Clan," Hun Tiandi said, smiling as he addressed the grim-faced Gu Yuan.
"The Tuo She Ancient Emperor's tomb will ultimately fall into the hands of my Soul Clan, Gu Yuan. I will ascend to that higher plane—trust me."
"The ancient jade is split into eight pieces. Even with the Ancient Clan's jade, you only have five pieces. There's no need to be so arrogant," Lei Ying retorted coldly.
"Is that so?" Hun Tiandi's face twisted into a strange smile. He then softly added, "You don't think my Soul Clan would fail to take advantage of your absence from the Thunder and Yan Clans, do you?"
"What?!"
Hearing this, Lei Ying and Yan Jin's bodies stiffened, and their faces darkened. It seemed the Soul Clan had also targeted their clans.
Hun Tiandi only chuckled at their shock, retreating slowly into the spatial rift. Faced with the retreating Soul Clan leader, not even Gu Yuan dared to press for a final battle.
"Oh, and one more thing…"
As Hun Tiandi's figure began to fade, his gaze suddenly turned toward Xiao Yan, who was standing within the large array.
"You must be Xiao Yan. The Xiao Clan's ancient jade is in your possession, correct? Hmm… In half a month, meet me at the Burial Heaven Mountain Range. If you want to save your father, bring the jade."
With those parting words, Hun Tiandi's figure disappeared entirely into the spatial rift, leaving nothing behind but the weight of his threat. (End of Chapter)
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