Chapter 662: A Marriage Promise, The Army Moves Out
"Two Emperor-level souls... How is that possible?"
Countless gazes were fixed, stunned, on Mo Yu and Xiao Yan as they stepped out of the space portal. Even Gu Yuan, with all his composure, couldn't hide his disbelief.
Although Emperor-level souls might not be as terrifying as a true Dou Emperor, they were still closely linked to that realm.
It was important to understand that even powerhouses like Yan Jin and Lei Ying, both eight-star Dou Saints, had never reached this level of soul power.
"How did you achieve this?" Yan Jin couldn't help but ask, licking his lips.
"A gift from my ancestor, Xiao Xuan," Mo Yu remained silent, but Xiao Yan succinctly replied.
Hearing this, both Yan Jin and Lei Ying were momentarily stunned before smiling bitterly and shaking their heads.
The ancestor was truly worthy of being the strongest on the Dou Qi Continent in his time. Even after so many years of death, he still possessed such terrifying abilities.
"Did you find a way to resurrect Xiao Xuan?" Gu Yuan, regaining his calm, glanced at the space of the Heavenly Tomb and asked.
Xiao Yan paused briefly, then gently shook his head, softly replying, "The remnants of the ancestor's soul have already dispersed within the Heavenly Tomb."
Gu Yuan was momentarily dazed, staring at Mo Yu and Xiao Yan before sighing deeply.
"Tomorrow is the half-month deadline set by the Soul Clan," Gu Yuan clasped his fingers together, looking at Mo Yu and Xiao Yan. "What do you plan to do?"
"What else can I do? For my father, I have no other choice," Xiao Yan replied.
"If the Soul Clan wants war, let there be war. What is there to fear?" Mo Yu said calmly.
Gu Yuan wasn't surprised by their responses. After a moment of thought, he looked at Xiao Yan and said, "In that case, you will set out tomorrow. This time, the strongest from our three clans will accompany you. Once your father is safely in your hands, we will act. No matter what, we must reclaim the ancient jade—or destroy it!"
Xiao Yan nodded in agreement.
"We've also sent word to our allies in the Yanfumen and Sky Mansion Alliance. Tomorrow, their forces should arrive at the Buried Sky Mountain Range. Once the five factions unite, we will not fear the Soul Clan," Gu Yuan added.
"Now that you've successfully emerged, everything is ready. All we need to do is wait for tomorrow."
Hearing Gu Yuan's words, not only Mo Yu and Xiao Yan but everyone around them became more solemn.
They all understood that tomorrow would bring a world-shaking battle. The scale of this battle might be the greatest in thousands of years on the Dou Qi Continent!
Night fell over the ancient realm, and the cool moonlight poured down in thin streams.
In a quiet bamboo courtyard, Mo Yu stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, his expression filled with emotion.
Without realizing it, ten years had passed since he left the Black-Corner Region and arrived in Central Plains. During this time, the young man of the past had washed away all his youthful arrogance and climbed, step by step, to become the master of Yanfumen, reigning over all of Central Plains!
With tomorrow's exchange of the ancient jade for Xiao Zhan, the situation on the continent would reach its most critical point. Whether it was Soul Heavenly Emperor or Xiao Yan, it wouldn't be long before one of them achieved the title of Dou Emperor.
By then, whether Mo Yu could claim the title of Thunder Emperor would be decided once and for all.
"Dou Emperor... The Great Thousand Worlds are not far from my reach," Mo Yu murmured as he clenched his fist, gazing northwest toward the Jia Ma Empire in the Northwest Continent. No matter how things turned out for Soul Heavenly Emperor and Xiao Yan, Mo Yu's destiny lay hidden in the humble rear mountains of Yunlan Sect.
No one would have expected that the second-to-last Dou Emperor, Feng Emperor, had left behind a Dou Emperor's essence in the Yunlan Sect.
"The stories of the Great Thousand Worlds must be even more exciting. Mo Sha, Han Shuang, just wait for me," Mo Yu muttered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He had trained relentlessly, and now, he stood at the pinnacle of this continent, only a step away from the Dou Emperor level. Once he broke through and entered the Great Thousand Worlds, he would finally settle his scores with the two enemies who had wronged him.
At that time, he would make them pay in blood.
"Dear husband," a soft, delicate voice whispered as a graceful figure gently leaned against Mo Yu's back, her jade-like hands encircling his waist. Her face, stunningly beautiful in the moonlight, lifted slightly, making even the moonlight seem to dim in comparison.
"I didn't expect you to break through to Emperor-level soul power so quickly. My father just mentioned that he might have to step aside and let you take the title of the strongest in the clan," Lei Fei'er whispered, her breath warm on Mo Yu's shoulder, stirring a spark of warmth in his heart.
Mo Yu grasped her soft hand, and after a moment, he calmed his emotions. He turned around, embraced her, and smiled.
"Haha, it doesn't matter who's the strongest in the clan. Your father will always be my father-in-law. The fact that he allowed me to marry you is my greatest blessing," Mo Yu said with a laugh. "I lost my parents early on, and my only grandparent passed away because of the Soul Clan. After I rescue Uncle Xiao Zhan, I'll have him officiate our wedding."
Lei Fei'er blushed and gently leaned her head against Mo Yu's chest. Happiness sparkled in her eyes as she shyly nodded.
"And let's have the wedding together with Xiao Yu, Cai Lin, Little Doctor Immortal, and Qing Lin. It'll save us trouble in the future," Lei Fei'er added softly, her voice filled with embarrassment.
Having long accepted Mo Yu's many women, Lei Fei'er was incredibly understanding.
"Fei'er, you truly are a considerate wife. Don't worry, I, Mo Yu, will never let any of you down!" Mo Yu swore, holding her close.
Smiling, he kissed her gently, and as his arm encircled her waist, he carried her into the room. The door closed behind them with a soft thud as the night deepened.
The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight streamed down from the sky, the quiet ancient clan became lively in an instant. A series of powerful energies rose rapidly.
The battle had begun!
"Little sister, brother-in-law, it's time."
Outside the bamboo hut, Lei Dong called out, a strange smile playing on his lips as he gazed at the closed door.
"Creaaak."
The door opened, and Mo Yu stepped out slowly. As he moved, the energy around him stirred. His silver eyes seemed to command the very souls around him. Even Lei Dong felt a slight tremble in his heart, recognizing the immense power Mo Yu now held—perhaps even surpassing his father, the leader of the Lei Clan.
"My father has good taste," Lei Dong chuckled, glancing at the beautiful woman beside Mo Yu. Only when she was with Mo Yu did the Lei Clan's brightest jewel seem to soften and become like an obedient, gentle woman.
"Let's go, Brother Lei Dong," Mo Yu said, looking toward the front mountain. He could sense powerful energies gathering there, and from two other directions in the mountain range, space ripples indicated that the other two clans' forces were mobilizing as well.
Without delay, Mo Yu, holding Lei Fei'er's hand, shot into the sky with Lei Dong.
When they reached the front mountain, the air was already thick with the presence of powerful figures from the ancient clan, forming an orderly formation in the sky. Even Mo Yu, who had reached Emperor-level soul power, couldn't help but be slightly impressed by the grandeur.
"Heh, so you're here," Lei Ying appeared beside them, a knowing smile in his eyes as he looked at Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er. After a moment, he laughed heartily, "Looks like you're both in a hurry to make me a grandfather."
Lei Ying's sudden comment stunned Mo Yu, and Lei Fei'er's face turned as red as an apple, embarrassed but charmingly adorable.
Mo Yu cleared his throat, clearly not expecting such a joke from the usually imposing Lei Ying. Helplessly shaking his head, he surveyed the scene. Noticing that the Lei Clan's strongest warriors were all present, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is the ancient clan planning to send out all its forces?"
"Not just the ancient clan. My Lei Clan has deployed almost all its elites. After all, the enemy we face is the mysterious Soul Clan," Lei Ying sighed.
Mo Yu nodded, scanning the numerous strong figures in the sky. He couldn't help but feel a little awed by the sheer power the ancient clan possessed.
In the ancient clan, Gu Yuan was the strongest, followed by Black Abyss King Gu Lie, an eight-star Dou Saint, second only to the leaders of the Yan and Lei Clans. Below him were the Three Elders of the Ancient Clan, all of whom were seven-star Dou Saints, on par with the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan. Beyond the elders, there were many powerful warriors with strength ranging from four to five-star Dou Saints.
As Mo Yu took all this in, Xiao Yan and Xun'er arrived, greeting the leaders of the ancient clan before walking over to Mo Yu.
At the same time, the sound of wind breaking through the sky echoed above.
"Whoosh!"
Dozens of dark shadows swiftly appeared in the sky, and powerful auras spread, shaking the heavens and earth.
"Hehe, Chief Gu Yuan, Little Friend Xiao Yan, Little Friend Mo Yu, this time, our Yan Clan has deployed all our elites," Yan Jin smiled, cupping his fists at Gu Yuan, Mo Yu, and Xiao Yan.
Behind him stood dozens of strong warriors, each emanating a fearsome aura, clearly all top-tier powerhouses.
Mo Yu's gaze swept over them, finally resting on a bewitching woman in a red dress behind Yan Jin.
The woman had a seductive smile, her mature and enchanting appearance exuding allure. But Mo Yu could tell at a glance that this woman, besides Yan Jin, was the strongest person on the Yan Clan's side. Her strength had reached the level of a seven-star Dou Saint, comparable to the Three Elders of the Ancient Clan and the Two Tyrants of the Lei Clan.
"Hehe, Little Friend Mo Yu, Little Friend Xiao Yan, this is Elder Huo Ling of our Yan Clan," Yan Jin introduced her, noticing Mo Yu's gaze.
After his words, Yan Jin turned to the woman and smiled, "These two are the only ones on the continent with Emperor-level souls, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan."
"Tch, I prefer to be called Fairy Huo Ling, not Elder Huo Ling," the woman pouted slightly, her gaze sparkling as she looked at Mo Yu and Xiao Yan. She chuckled softly, "To have reached the legendary Emperor-level soul at such a young age is truly impressive. It seems the Lei Clan and Xiao Clan are destined to rise."
The Yan Clan elders behind her also looked at Mo Yu and Xiao Yan in amazement. Even Yan Jin, their own chief, had not reached this level of soul power.
"Fairy Huo Ling, you flatter us. It was just luck," Mo Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged glances and replied with a smile.
"You all understand the significance of today's mission. The Soul Clan is powerful, and we cannot afford to underestimate them," Gu Yuan's voice rang out.
Everyone quieted down, nodding in agreement. His reputation among the ancient clans was immense, and his peak strength as a late-stage nine-star Dou Saint commanded respect.
"Since everyone understands, let's move out."
With a wave of Gu Yuan's sleeve, the space in front of him was torn open, revealing a massive portal. He was the first to step in.
Behind him, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan followed with serious expressions. The three clans' powerhouses streamed in after them, and once the last person entered, the space portal slowly closed.
As the ancient clans' forces mobilized, countless figures suddenly soared from the headquarters of the Yanfumen and Sky Mansion Alliance, sweeping towards the northwest region of Central Plains.
With such a massive deployment of power from Yanfumen and the Sky Mansion Alliance, all of Central Plains was set ablaze with excitement.
Everyone knew that the only force capable of driving both Yanfumen and the Sky Mansion Alliance into full mobilization was the mysterious Soul Clan.
The shadow of war loomed over Central Plains.
The battle had begun.
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