Chapter 704: The Title of Thunder Emperor, The Might of Silver Eyes
"That's the Second Elder's Golden Shield Dharma Body!"
As soon as Yuchang Jian's Supreme Dharma Body manifested, shocked voices rippled through the hall. Many recognized it immediately.
A Sixth-Grade Supreme combined with the Golden Shield Dharma Body—Yuchang Jian was once known as the strongest in defense across the Ten-Thousand Armaments Continent. That reputation was clearly well-earned.
Yuchang Yuan looked at the massive golden shield and murmured, "Even I would need considerable effort to break through the Second Elder's defense. Can Mo Yu really win in a single move?"
"Don't underestimate Mo Yu. He fought his way here from a lower world. Such a man must command extraordinary power," said the Tianxuan Treasure Hall's artifact spirit.
Yuchang Yuan narrowed his eyes, sighing softly. "Let us hope so…"
High in the sky, Mo Yu gazed upon the Golden Shield Dharma Body. He could feel the pressure of its vast energy, yet only smiled faintly.
Though he had never cultivated a Supreme Dharma Body, his sheer power was more than enough to crush all before him.
Lightning began flashing within his silver pupils, which suddenly gleamed like twin storms. A surge of energy burst forth, and from above—
Boom! Boom!
Thunder rolled across the heavens. Dark clouds churned violently, gathering at a terrifying pace, and soon the air itself grew wild and unstable.
Bolts of lightning roared down from the clouds, flooding the world with endless flashes of thunderlight.
Within that sea of lightning, Mo Yu hovered calmly. His handsome, almost otherworldly features glowed with confidence. Slowly, he raised both hands—the lightning converged behind him, forming a magnificent spectacle, like the descent of a thunder god himself.
"This is…"
Gasps rippled through the Yuchang Family. The lightning surrounding Mo Yu pulsed with such might that their eyes widened in disbelief.
"What incredible power… It's as if his silver eyes called down the lightning themselves."
The Grand Elder's aged pupils flickered. The strength emanating from that human frame was beyond imagination.
Thunder cascaded endlessly from the heavens, shaking the entire city. Even the earth trembled beneath the storm's fury.
Suspended amid the storm, cloaked in silver and lightning, Mo Yu looked like a god of thunder descended to earth.
"This…"
All of Xiongbing City felt it. Shouts of awe sounded across the streets as people raised their eyes toward the sky—and the man bathed in lightning's glory.
"He's not using a Supreme Dharma Body… but calling upon the might of ten thousand thunders," Yuchang Yuan murmured in surprise.
The artifact spirit nodded slightly. "Mo Yu hails from the Dou Qi Continent—a lower realm where even the strongest only reach the Supreme Realm. Supreme Dharma Bodies aren't known there.
However, despite its limitations, the Dou Qi Continent fosters unique cultivation methods. That lightning power you see is his strongest technique. If I'm right, Mo Yu must have reached what that world calls the Battle Emperor level.
In other words…" The spirit's eyes gleamed as he stared upward. "…according to the countless living beings of that plane, his title should be—The Thunder Emperor."
"The Thunder Emperor…"
The words sent a murmur through the onlookers before they gasped aloud together.
What a domineering title.
Yet seeing the endless bolts of lightning roaring and surging behind him, none could deny that the name was well deserved.
Yuchang Ran's lovely face was frozen in shock. She covered her lips with trembling fingers, unable to comprehend that the man she had once pitied as a helpless wanderer was actually the famed Thunder Emperor of an entire world.
Above them, lightning surged again. Mo Yu's silver eyes flickered—and the storm began to spiral, forming a vortex. A tornado of black clouds twisted violently, gathering tremendous energy. At its core, countless bolts of lightning intertwined, glowing with blinding brilliance.
Under the radiant stormlight, Mo Yu's smile deepened. His hand clenched tightly—and with that motion, thunder erupted. The lightning concentrated at the tip of the cloud vortex, pouring downward like molten thunder.
Boom!
A stream of raw lightning energy condensed before him, forging a colossal thunder spear nearly a thousand feet long.
The spear crackled with wild arcs of power, its destructive might so terrifying that even space itself began to tremble and distort.
"What a savage power…"
Yuchang Yuan and the elders stared upward, faces tense.
That weapon wasn't a Dharma Body—but its aura was far more fearsome than most.
"If that thunder spear can shatter the Golden Shield Dharma Body, then Mo Yu really might defeat Gongshu Qiu and save us all," the Grand Elder said, voice quivering with excitement.
At that, hope rekindled among the others. All eyes fixed on the figure wreathed in lightning.
Above, Yuchang Jian regarded the vast spear with solemn respect. "Mo Yu, you truly live up to the Tianxuan Treasure Hall's recommendation. Your strength is extraordinary."
Then his expression hardened. "But for the sake of the Yuchang Family, I will not hold back. Please, show your true power."
"Very well—as you wish."
Mo Yu knew that if he failed to crush the shield, they would never truly accept him. This was the chance to earn both trust and dominance.
The thunder spear pulsed with breathtaking energy. As Mo Yu's hand lowered, its tip angled toward the Golden Shield Dharma Body.
His voice resounded through the air like thunder itself.
"Lightning Extreme Silver Eyes—Heaven-Splitting Spear!"
Boom!
The world trembled violently as the colossal thunder spear transformed into a blinding bolt of lightning, streaking across the sky like a roaring Thunder Dragon.
Crash!
Spear and shield collided. Shockwaves rippled through the heavens. Sparks exploded like a storm of golden fire as the two forces clashed endlessly.
The audience below stared, breathless. The impact was overwhelming—each strike could annihilate anything caught within.
But just as everyone thought the stalemate would continue, a deafening explosion shattered the skies.
Bang!
Lightning swallowed the heavens, crashing violently against the Golden Shield Dharma Body. The shield trembled uncontrollably as golden light flared across its surface—but before it could muster a counterattack, the lightning smashed through it.
Behind his Dharma Body, Yuchang Jian's face tightened. He could feel the crushing pressure invading through the golden barrier; even he could barely withstand it.
"So this is the power of one from a lower world… Even without a Dharma Body, he can oppress me like this. How terrifying!"
Wiping sweat from his brow, Yuchang Jian felt no frustration—only excitement. The stronger Mo Yu was, the greater their hope of victory over Gongshu Qiu.
He prepared to yield—but then a sharp crackling sound reached his ears. Wide-eyed, he looked up just in time to see fine cracks spreading across his Dharma Body.
"The shield… it's breaking!"
"What!"
Shock froze him. Despite his full strength as a Sixth-Grade Supreme and the golden shield's defense, it was collapsing.
"The power—he's overwhelming me completely!"
Crack!
The fractures spread in a web of golden light, accompanied by the sharp snap of splitting energy.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Within seconds, the entire shield was covered in fractures.
"Not good!"
Yuchang Jian's eyes widened. He leapt backward—but too late.
Boom!
The Golden Shield Dharma Body exploded under the storm of lightning, scattering into fragments of gold and white.
"He shattered the Golden Shield Dharma Body!"
"Mo Yu won!"
The cry erupted from the Yuchang Family ranks. Faces lit with joy—they knew now they had found a savior.
Boom!
The storm surged outward, lightning spiraling like frenzied serpents. Yet even after breaking through the shield, the wild thunder pressed onward, unrestrained.
"Still not over?!" Yuchang Jian's face paled. He hadn't expected the residual power to remain so strong.
"Then I'll risk it all!" he roared, ready to unleash his final defense—
But before he could move, the lightning abruptly veered away, roaring past him harmlessly.
He froze—and saw Mo Yu wave his sleeve. Instantly, the lightning scattered into nothingness, the dark clouds dissolving with it.
Within moments, the sky cleared as if nothing had happened.
Panting, Yuchang Jian wiped cold sweat from his brow, his heart pounding. He looked at Mo Yu with naked awe.
Even after a single exchange, he felt utterly crushed. Not even facing Patriarch Yuchang Yuan had ever made him feel so small.
He could only conclude one thing—Mo Yu's power far exceeded anything they had imagined.
"Mr. Mo Yu, your strength commands both respect and gratitude—and thank you for sparing me just now."
He bowed deeply. His voice trembled with sincerity. The Yuchang Family needed Mo Yu, and in the Great Thousand World, strength alone dictated status.
Had Mo Yu not stayed his hand, Yuchang Jian would have been crippled—or worse.
"Hehe, Second Elder, you're too polite," Mo Yu said calmly. "This was only a friendly exchange—there was no need to make it a battle of life and death. I believe this was enough to prove my capability."
"Little friend Mo Yu," Yuchang Yuan said, exhaling in relief, "your strength is now clear for all to see. It is the Yuchang Family's honor to have you fight for us."
He studied the youth before him. The quiet restraint Mo Yu once carried was gone—replaced by an aura like an unsheathed spear, proud and invincible. His silver eyes burned with lightning that seemed to pierce the soul.
Yuchang Yuan clasped his fists solemnly. "Brother Mo Yu, if our Yuchang Family survives this calamity, we will never forget your grace!"
Behind him, the artifact spirit, the Grand Elder, Yuchang Jian, and all gathered members of the Yuchang Family rose together, bowing respectfully to Mo Yu in unison.
Mo Yu sighed softly, nodding.
"I will do everything I can."
(END CHAPTER)
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