Chapter 664: Rescuing Xiao Zhan, The Battle Erupts
In the prison cage, the elderly figure struggled to lift his hand. When he was captured, Xiao Zhan had been a strong, middle-aged man, while Mo Yu and Xiao Yan were still youthful boys.
Yet, over the past decade, both Mo Yu and Xiao Yan had grown into the powerful rulers of their respective realms, while the Xiao Clan's former patriarch, who had once shielded them, had become a prisoner—aged and frail.
Seeing this, Mo Yu clenched his fists tightly, his anger surging like a volcano. With a cold shout, he declared, "The Soul Clan... they all deserve to die!"
His voice boomed like thunder, filled with a fierce killing intent that pierced the sky. Simultaneously, an overwhelming wave of soul power radiated from Mo Yu's body, rippling outward in terrifying waves. The sky darkened as storm clouds gathered, and thunder roared.
"Another Emperor-level soul?!"
The Soul Clan members, who had just been shocked by Xiao Yan's soul power, were now even more stunned. Their faces grew stiff with fear and disbelief.
Another Emperor-level soul user? When had such a power become so common? Even Soul Heavenly Emperor's expression shifted slightly, clearly taken aback. He hadn't expected that in just half a month, two Emperor-level souls would emerge. If it weren't for the fact that his millennium-long plan was nearing completion, these two would have posed a serious threat to his ambitions.
"No wonder these two are the greatest threats to my Soul Clan. They're indeed formidable," Soul Heavenly Emperor muttered, his voice low, with a hint of killing intent. The talents of Mo Yu and Xiao Yan had finally made him feel threatened.
"These two are remarkable. There's no one in my Yan Clan who can match them," Yan Jin remarked with a sigh, watching Mo Yu and Xiao Yan.
To have climbed from mere youths to becoming powerful figures that even seasoned warriors had to respect, despite countless attempts by the Soul Clan to kill them—it was a path filled with hardships. Yet, instead of breaking them, it had sharpened them into formidable leaders.
Yan Jin couldn't help but feel that if it had been him, he might not have fared as well. After all, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan had relied solely on themselves. Neither the once-glorious Xiao Clan nor the Lei Clan had left them with any significant resources.
Feeling a twinge of envy, Yan Jin glanced at Xiao Zhan in the cage. Though Xiao Zhan might not have accomplished much in his life, having two such outstanding juniors was surely his greatest achievement.
The other Yan Clan members remained silent, unable to argue with Yan Jin's words.
"Is this my husband's uncle?" Lei Fei'er whispered, biting her lip, her eyes slightly red as she gazed at the frail figure in the prison cage. Since meeting Mo Yu, Xiao Zhan had been the only elder he had ever spoken of with deep respect. She knew how important this old man was to Mo Yu.
Inside the cage, Xiao Zhan's eyes locked onto the two figures at the forefront—the black-robed and silver-eyed young men. He could still see traces of the boys they had once been in their now mature faces. The two geniuses of the Xiao Clan, whom he had been so proud of, had truly returned to stand before him!
"Children..."
Tears streamed from Xiao Zhan's eyes as he suddenly rushed forward, his voice hoarse with desperation. "Yan'er, Yu'er, run!"
During his years of imprisonment, Xiao Zhan had come to fully understand the terrifying power of the Soul Clan. Powerhouses who could have dominated the Jia Ma Empire, such as Dou Kings or even Dou Ancestors, were mere commoners here. The overwhelming strength of the Soul Clan was enough to make anyone feel utterly hopeless.
Mo Yu's heart ached as he looked at the elderly figure bound in chains. No matter how powerful he had become, he still held deep respect for Xiao Zhan, who had always been a caring elder to him.
Next to him, Xiao Yan smiled faintly, feeling relieved despite everything. After all, his father was alive.
"What a touching scene," Soul Heavenly Emperor said with a smile, his gaze shifting between Mo Yu and Xiao Yan before settling on Xiao Yan.
"You should be grateful. Your father's talent was mediocre. If he had trained normally, he would never have reached the level of a Dou Emperor. To ensure he lived this long, we gave him many of our Soul Clan's medicinal pills. Without them, he might have died long ago."
"Yes, I will remember that," Xiao Yan replied, his smile calm. But Mo Yu, knowing Xiao Yan well, could sense the deep killing intent behind his smile.
"Haha, count me in as well," Mo Yu said, his silver eyes turning icy cold, like something from the depths of the Nine Hells. "After all, my grandfather died at the hands of the Soul Clan. I won't forget to 'repay' that debt."
Hearing these two's cold words, Soul Heavenly Emperor's face twitched slightly. The talents of Mo Yu and Xiao Yan were as dazzling as Xiao Xuan's had once been. But their ruthless hearts made them far more dangerous.
"Let's trade," Xiao Yan said, uninterested in wasting more words. He waved his hand, and an ancient jade appeared—it was the final piece of the Tuo She Ancient Emperor's Jade.
Seeing the jade, a look of greed and excitement flashed across Soul Heavenly Emperor's eyes. With this last piece, he could finally locate and open the Tuo She Ancient Emperor's Mansion. Once he obtained the Emperor-tier Embryo Pill inside, he would ascend to become the ruler of the world. The so-called alliances would be no more than ants to him—he could crush them with a flick of his hand.
"One hand for the jade, one for the man. You should know how easily I could kill your father, so don't try any tricks," Soul Heavenly Emperor said calmly.
Xiao Yan glanced at him and raised the ancient jade into the air. Seeing this, Soul Heavenly Emperor waved his sleeve, and the black mist cage dissolved. He flicked his fingers, causing the chains binding Xiao Zhan to break apart. With a motion of his hand, a black energy tether grabbed Xiao Zhan and pulled him toward Xiao Yan.
"Here you go!"
Soul Heavenly Emperor flung Xiao Zhan toward Xiao Yan, while Xiao Yan sent the ancient jade shooting toward Soul Heavenly Emperor.
At the same time, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan shot forward, reaching out with their hands. A powerful suction force pulled Xiao Zhan toward them, and with a swift chop, they severed the remaining black energy strands wrapped around him.
As Xiao Yan successfully rescued Xiao Zhan, Soul Heavenly Emperor grasped the ancient jade. Feeling the coolness of the jade in his hand, even he couldn't suppress his excitement. With this, he could see himself standing on the brink of achieving the realm he had long coveted.
"Father!"
"Uncle!"
Both Mo Yu and Xiao Yan were visibly shaking with emotion as they held Xiao Zhan. After exchanging a quick look, they hurried back to their alliance, carefully laying Xiao Zhan down.
"Yan'er, Yu'er... it's really you!" Xiao Zhan's voice trembled as he saw his sons.
"Father, I'm so sorry for what you've been through," Xiao Yan said, his eyes red as he knelt in front of Xiao Zhan, the force of his kneeling cracking the stone beneath him.
"Uncle, you're safe now. With Xiao Yan and me here, no one on this continent will dare lay a finger on you again!" Mo Yu said firmly, gripping Xiao Zhan's trembling hands.
"It's really you..." Xiao Zhan wept as his gaze moved between Mo Yu and Xiao Yan. The scene brought a lump to everyone's throat.
"Yan'er, get up. It's not your fault. And you too, Yu'er. I've always believed in you. You've never disappointed our Xiao family or your grandfather's expectations. He would be so proud of you," Xiao Zhan said, wiping his tears as he helped Xiao Yan to his feet. Looking at their matured faces, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pride.
As a father, nothing was more fulfilling than seeing his children grow up strong. During his captivity, his biggest worry had been for his youngest son, but now that same son had given him the greatest pride.
"And Mo Yu," Xiao Zhan said with a warm smile. He had always cared for Mo Yu as if he were his own son. Seeing Mo Yu grow up alongside Xiao Yan, strong and successful, filled him with immense satisfaction.
Seeing Xiao Zhan, his hair disheveled and much older than before, Xiao Yan took a deep breath and softly said, "Father, big brother is waiting for you in the Jia Ma Empire, and second brother is with cousin Mo Yu. They've been waiting for you this whole time. Once this is over, I'll take you to see them. But for now... let me take care of some things."
"Protect my father," Xiao Yan said, turning to the Sky Mansion warriors around him.
"Rest assured, leader. We will guard him with our lives!" The dozens of powerful Dou Sovereigns respectfully saluted, then moved to form a protective circle around Xiao Zhan.
Mo Yu signaled to Zi Huo, who immediately commanded several of his elite warriors, including half-saint experts, to form another layer of protection around Xiao Zhan.
"Yan'er, Yu'er, what is this?" Xiao Zhan was stunned. The warriors around him exuded terrifying power, stronger than even many members of the Soul Clan. But what shocked him more was their reverence for his sons. Could it be that his son and nephew had grown so powerful?
"Don't worry, Father. As cousin Mo Yu said, with the two of us here, no one on this continent will ever harm you again. These warriors will protect you," Xiao Yan reassured him with a smile, then turned to Mo Yu with a nod.
Mo Yu understood immediately, and they both turned around. Their gazes were now filled with cold, murderous intent, directed at the Soul Clan. The desire for vengeance had reached its peak, and there was no holding back now.
The time had come to kill.
As Mo Yu and Xiao Yan turned, Gu Yuan, Lei Ying, and the others also focused their attention on the Soul Clan. They couldn't allow the Soul Clan to leave with the eight ancient jades and open the Ancient Emperor's Mansion.
"Form ranks!"
Suddenly, shouts rang out across the battlefield. Both the ancient clans and the Soul Clan quickly formed battle formations, their terrifying Dou Qi surging into the sky like pillars of light.
The immense energy radiating from both sides shook the onlookers in the mountains beyond. They silently thanked their stars for not getting involved—anyone caught in the crossfire of this battle would surely meet a grim fate.
"It seems you're not ready to give up," Soul Heavenly Emperor's smile faded, returning to his usual calm demeanor. He gazed down at Mo Yu, Xiao Yan, and the others, clearly unsurprised by their sudden action. He knew Gu Yuan and the others wouldn't just sit by and let the Soul Clan claim all eight ancient jades and open the Ancient Emperor's Mansion.
"Soul Heavenly Emperor, hand over the ancient jades, or we will unite and crush your Soul Clan!" Lei Ying roared.
Hearing this, Soul Heavenly Emperor couldn't help but chuckle. With a flip of his hand, he stored the ancient jade in his ring, laughing softly. "Oh? If you had the strength to do that, how did you end up in this situation?"
"Soul Heavenly Emperor, the Ancient Emperor's Mansion won't be so easy for you to open," Gu Yuan said sternly. His body began to rise into the air, and a terrifying power surged from within him. The sky darkened as thunder roared.
Behind him, Mo Yu, Xiao Yan, Lei Ying, Yan Jin, and all the powerful warriors from the three clans and the Sky Mansion Alliance took to the skies. Their presence was so overwhelming that the entire world seemed to tremble.
In terms of sheer numbers of high-level warriors, the combined forces of the three clans and the Sky Mansion Alliance were nearly equal to the Soul Clan. It was impossible to predict who would win this battle.
"Gu Yuan, I've told you before: after the Xiao Clan's downfall, no one in this world can stop the Soul Clan—not even your Gu Clan," Soul Heavenly Emperor said, his confidence unshaken by the massive army before him.
(End of chapter)
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