Chapter 666: Gate of Deathly Silence, Rebirth of the Impure Land?
"Haha, boy from the Lei Clan, why not hand him over to me? With just your alliance, you're still not enough to stop the Soul Clan," Hun Yuan Tian said with a light laugh as he looked at Mo Yu.
"Oh, really?"
Mo Yu sneered. Tightening his grip around Hun Feng's neck, he suddenly exerted force, and with a loud crack, Hun Feng's neck was snapped.
At the same time, Hun Feng's life force quickly faded. His lifeless eyes stared at Mo Yu, and deep within them, traces of hatred and fear remained.
"Eliminate the problem at its root," Mo Yu thought, his eyes flashing with cold light. The Black Lotus Soul Flame within him surged out, completely devouring Hun Feng's soul.
From this moment on, Hun Feng ceased to exist.
"Swoosh!"
After killing Hun Feng without hesitation, Mo Yu sensed something. He quickly took a step back, just as the space in front of him rippled. An old figure flashed out, its palm filled with a thick aura of death, narrowly missing Mo Yu's chest as it swept past.
"You little brat! Today, I'll tear you apart piece by piece!"
Seeing Hun Feng's corpse, Hun Yuan Tian let out a hysterical roar, his eyes filled with cold fury as he glared at Mo Yu. The smile on his face vanished completely.
Hun Yuan Tian hadn't expected Mo Yu to strike so ruthlessly, giving him no chance to save Hun Feng, executing him and even erasing his soul!
"Old and wicked—let me send you off on your final journey," Mo Yu said with a mocking smile, completely unafraid.
Even if Void Swallowing Flame, a nine-star Dou Sheng, didn't scare him, Hun Yuan Tian, an eight-star Dou Sheng, certainly didn't.
"People from the Lei Clan are always so arrogant. When I capture you, I'll make sure you experience something far worse than death," Hun Yuan Tian sneered. His face twisted with malice, revealing his yellow teeth.
As he spoke, Hun Yuan Tian's fingers moved subtly, and an invisible ripple emerged from behind Mo Yu, weaving into an invisible net that suddenly tried to envelop him.
At the same time, Hun Yuan Tian shot forward, appearing in front of Mo Yu in the blink of an eye. His foul-smelling palm aimed straight for Mo Yu's chest.
"Boom!"
Just as the palm was about to strike Mo Yu's chest, half an inch away, it froze. An invisible barrier appeared in front of him, and as the two forces collided, cracks spread across the surrounding space.
"You think you can use soul power in front of me? Ridiculous."
Mo Yu laughed coldly, and with a thought, his vast soul power surged out. In an instant, the invisible net of soul energy behind him was shattered into nothingness.
Then, in his palm, thunder quickly gathered, and a nine-colored lightning orb formed in an instant.
"Buzz, buzz!"
As soon as the lightning orb took shape, waves of destructive energy spread rapidly. Mo Yu flicked his finger, sending the orb streaking toward Hun Yuan Tian's forehead with arcs of brilliant lightning.
"Gate of Deathly Silence!"
Seeing the terrifying power radiating from the lightning orb, Hun Yuan Tian's face grew serious. His hands quickly formed intricate seals, and black energy surged from his palms, creating a massive black gate filled with eerie, deathly energy.
The gate opened wide, revealing a dark void like a black hole, leading to an unknown, terrifying space.
"Boom!"
The destructive lightning orb streaked across the sky and exploded just outside the Gate of Deathly Silence. A violent storm of thunder erupted, sweeping through the area.
"Hmph, absorb it!"
Hun Yuan Tian's eyes reflected the storm of lightning. He let out a cold laugh, and the massive black gate unleashed a powerful suction force. The entire storm was sucked into the gate.
"The Gate of Deathly Silence?"
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow at the sight, not because Hun Yuan Tian had easily neutralized the attack, but because he possessed such a unique artifact.
"Haha, such a petty trick, and you dare use it in front of me? This Gate of Deathly Silence was created by an ancient Dou Emperor. It can swallow anything in existence!" Hun Yuan Tian boasted proudly. The gate was strange, not an ordinary Dou Technique, but more like a space he had personally cultivated and developed.
"Oh, it's quite a treasure," Mo Yu murmured, his eyes narrowing. Even he felt a bit envious of the gate.
"Your blood and soul will make my Gate of Deathly Silence even stronger," Hun Yuan Tian said darkly as he flashed to the top of the gate and sat cross-legged, his cold eyes fixed on Mo Yu.
With a quick hand seal, a black beam of light, several meters wide, shot out from the gate.
The beam was incredibly fast, instantly enveloping Mo Yu.
"Die, boy!" Hun Yuan Tian laughed sinisterly as the gate unleashed a terrifying suction force. The beam, along with Mo Yu, was pulled back into the gate.
"Hmph, a bunch of weaklings trying to take down the Soul Clan. Once we're fully prepared, none of you will escape!"
With Mo Yu now inside the gate, Hun Yuan Tian glanced at the chaotic battlefield, then turned his eyes toward the thick clouds in the sky. He chuckled darkly.
Inside the dark space, the air was filled with a deathly aura. Even Dou Qi felt weak and powerless in this atmosphere.
Mo Yu stood within the eerie darkness, a faint smile on his face. "Hun Yuan Tian, I'll be taking this treasure of yours."
With those words, the Divine Wood Thunder surged out of Mo Yu's body, its powerful energy repelling the surrounding deathly aura.
He then closed his eyes, unleashing his boundless soul power, quickly enveloping the entire dark space.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Yu's figure vanished. When he reappeared, he was standing in a dark area where a black stone was hidden within layers of deathly energy.
The stone emitted a faint soul fluctuation—it was Hun Yuan Tian's soul imprint, which allowed him to control the Gate of Deathly Silence.
If this soul imprint were removed, Hun Yuan Tian would lose control of the gate entirely.
As Mo Yu looked at the black stone, his smile grew colder.
Letting someone with an Emperor-level soul enter this place was Hun Yuan Tian's biggest mistake.
"Boom!"
Hun Yuan Tian unleashed a palm strike, shattering a Gu Clan Dou Sheng elder into nothingness. Dark energy swirled around his palm, and a small black gate appeared, absorbing the elder's blood essence into it.
"What intoxicating power," Hun Yuan Tian muttered with a smile, feeling the growing death energy inside the Gate of Deathly Silence.
However, just as he was about to target another opponent, his face suddenly changed. He noticed that his connection with the Gate of Deathly Silence was weakening.
"This is bad," Hun Yuan Tian muttered, his heart sinking. He quickly tried to enter the gate, only to realize that the connection had completely severed.
"Swoosh!"
As the link was cut, the black gate in Hun Yuan Tian's palm suddenly shot out and began to grow rapidly. A figure appeared atop the giant gate, sitting with a smile. It was Mo Yu.
"Thanks for the gift," Mo Yu said with a grin.
Seeing this, Hun Yuan Tian froze for a moment, then his eyes turned blood-red with fury.
Sitting atop the swirling black gate, Mo Yu stared down at Hun Yuan Tian, his gaze mocking.
The soul stone inside the Gate of Deathly Silence was its most important component, and Hun Yuan Tian thought he had hidden it well. However, he had underestimated Mo Yu's Emperor-level soul power. With just a thought, Mo Yu had explored the entire gate's space, easily finding the soul stone.
Removing Hun Yuan Tian's soul imprint from the stone was a simple task for Mo Yu, given his far superior soul strength.
Thinking about this, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile. He had been eyeing the mysterious Sky Tomb for a long time but refrained from taking it since it was a gift from Xiao Xuan to Xiao Yan. However, Hun Yuan Tian had handed over the Gate of Deathly Silence willingly, so Mo Yu had no qualms about accepting it.
"Mo Yu, I'll tear you to pieces!" Hun Yuan Tian roared, gritting his teeth. He raised his arm, dark energy wildly gathering in his palm. The foul stench of death quickly spread, causing a sharp pain in the soul.
"Hmph!"
Mo Yu snorted coldly at the sight. With a quick motion, he formed hand seals, and a colossal shadow, several thousand feet tall, appeared around him. Soul waves rippled from the figure, spreading across the battlefield like crashing waves.
"Underworld's Wrath!"
This time, the massive figure was no longer just a shadow. Waves of energy shimmered across its surface, and its once-illusory body became more solid. It now looked like a giant standing between heaven and earth, exuding an aura that dominated souls.
Anyone within the reach of this aura, regardless of their side, felt an overwhelming urge to kneel. The pressure emanated from deep within their souls, forcing them to retreat in terror.
"Roar!"
As the giant figure emerged, it opened its mouth, and suddenly, the entire world fell into a deathly silence.
In the next instant, a powerful wave of soul energy, solid and tangible, surged from the giant's mouth. It moved faster than light, crashing heavily into Hun Yuan Tian's body, just as his face showed a flicker of fear.
"Boom!"
Hun Yuan Tian didn't have time to defend himself. His ears began to bleed, and the impact hit him like a cannonball. Blood sprayed from his mouth, his face turning as pale as a sheet of paper.
His soul had been severely wounded!
The soul shockwave didn't stop there. It swept through the battlefield, toppling many Soul Clan warriors along the way. Some weaker fighters even had their souls shattered on the spot.
Such was the terrifying power of an Emperor-level soul!
In the sky, the shockwave cleared a vast area, leaving a brief lull in the chaotic battle as both sides stood frozen, staring at the towering giant in stunned silence.
"Boom!"
Elsewhere in the sky, three powerful auras clashed violently—it was Lei Ying and Yan Jin battling Void Swallowing Flame.
Lei Ying and Yan Jin both had grave expressions. Despite using every skill they had, they still couldn't gain the upper hand.
"The battle is too evenly matched. The Soul Clan's strength is far beyond what we thought."
Lei Ying quickly surveyed the battlefield, noticing many Lei Clan warriors had fallen. His heart ached, but he understood that this was the brutal reality of war.
Yan Jin nodded grimly. It was clear that this would be a fierce and bloody battle.
Both knew they had to recover as much of the ancient jade as possible, no matter the cost!
Just as Lei Ying and Yan Jin prepared to strike again, an urgent voice rang in their ears: "Retreat quickly, something's wrong!"
Startled, the two warriors hesitated, their expressions shifting in shock. They recognized the voice—it was Gu Yuan. What could have happened to make even him sound so alarmed?
"Buzz!"
As they reacted, a strange buzzing sound suddenly emerged from the black clouds covering the sky. Waves of chilling energy spread rapidly through the air.
"Buzz, buzz!"
The buzzing grew louder, and at the same time, several terrifying, indescribable auras appeared from within the black clouds. The entire battlefield looked up in confusion and alarm, their gazes fixed on the sky.
"Boom, boom!"
Suddenly, the black clouds surged, and several black shadows shot out, each hovering in different positions in the sky.
"Coffins?"
Everyone stared in shock at the objects that had emerged from the black mist. They were three black coffins, exuding a sinister, bone-chilling aura.
"Clang!"
The lids of the three coffins suddenly flew off, and three skeletal, emaciated figures slowly stepped out.
Instantly, their terrifying auras, stronger than even Hun Yuan Tian's, spread across the sky, sending shockwaves of fear through the Allied Forces.
"Hun Sheng Tian? Hun Yao? How can these old ghosts still be alive?!"
Lei Ying and Yan Jin's pupils shrank as they stared at the three figures, their faces filled with shock.
These three elders had once ranked higher than the Soul Emperor himself in the Soul Clan. They were thought to have died long ago—how could they possibly have returned? (Chapter end)
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