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High in the distant sky, Mo Yu floated midair, his silver eyes flickering faintly with lightning, lending him an otherworldly and sinister aura.
His body was covered in bloody wounds, and a particularly ghastly gash, nearly half a foot long, marred his chest.
If not for the protection of the Ancient Bug Emperor Armor and the activation of his Great Sun Desolate Thunder Body—a form said to be immortal—he might have faced catastrophic injuries or even death during the battle.
The Third Tianzun was a Ban Sheng powerhouse, and after absorbing the souls of so many human and beast experts, his full-power attack had indeed been terrifying.
Fortunately, Mo Yu's Desolate Wolf Thunder Orb not only neutralized the enemy's strike but also inflicted significant damage on the opponent.
Not far from Mo Yu, the Third Tianzun stood in a disheveled state. His body was drenched in blood, with crisscrossing wounds creating a grim tableau across his frame.
The black crystalline layer that had covered him was shattered, with blood continuously dripping from the cracks. His pale and contorted face gave him a demonic and savage appearance.
Judging by their respective injuries, it was evident that this battle was far more intense and brutal than the one involving the Second Tianzun and Qing Zhi. However, from their auras, it was clear that the Third Tianzun had sustained the more grievous injuries.
The sudden appearance of the two combatants brought all the battles below to an abrupt halt. Countless eyes turned upward to focus on the two figures. With the Second Tianzun held off by Qing Zhi, the Hall of Souls's only hope now rested on Hei Guang, the Third Tianzun.
Unfortunately, the situation on this battlefield seemed to defy some people's expectations.
"Useless fool! To lose repeatedly to a mere Dou Zun brat—what a disgrace!" Gu You cursed angrily at the sight.
If the previous defeat could be excused as an ambush by Mo Yu, then Hei Guang, fully prepared and having absorbed such a vast number of souls, had no excuse for losing this time. The term "waste" seemed all too fitting.
His face flushed with rage, Gu You couldn't help but curse internally. However, upon noticing Mo Yu's own injuries, his eyes glinted with a sinister gleam.
Gu You suddenly darted forward, his figure a blur as he charged at Mo Yu with terrifying Dou Qi fluctuations, aiming for a fatal strike.
But his movements could hardly escape Qing Zhi's watchful eyes. As Gu You moved, Qing Zhi quickly formed seals with his hands, freezing the moisture in the air to form an array of ice mirrors that surrounded Gu You.
These seemingly fragile ice mirrors were extraordinarily sturdy and capable of reflecting part of the attacker's power, creating a perplexing defense.
"Mirror Ice Crystals!"
With a cold shout, Qing Zhi's ice-cold face regarded Gu You impassively. "Your opponent is me."
"Damn it!"
Trapped within the ice mirrors, Gu You cursed angrily. He glared at Qing Zhi before giving up on his sneak attack and focusing entirely on the immediate threat.
"Third Tianzun, it seems this time, you've lost to me again."
At the center of the battlefield, Mo Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cast a cold glance at Hei Guang.
"It's just because of your divine-grade bloodline and the Lei Clan's support. Without those, your talent wouldn't even qualify you to speak to me, let alone fight me!"
The Third Tianzun gritted his teeth. He hadn't expected the new Thunder Orb that Mo Yu's got have unleash such devastating power, even neutralizing his desperate ultimate move, the Blacklight Serpent Bomb.
Mo Yu's gaze was indifferent. Victors need no excuses, and losers only spout them. Moreover, all the Thunder Soul was his to begin with, not something bestowed by the Lei Clan.
"Enough talk. How does it feel to have Thunder Soul invading your body? Today marks the fall of the Hall of Souls's Third Tianzun!"
Disinclined to argue further, Mo Yu activated his power. Streams of multicolored lightning surged into the Third Tianzun's wounds, causing his face to flush crimson. Agonized howls escaped his lips.
In no time, his body convulsed violently. Electric currents began to overflow from his skin, creating an unnerving sight.
Biting his lips tightly, the Third Tianzun desperately channeled his Dou Qi. However, the Thunder Soul had already infiltrated his bloodstream. As it circulated, the thunder permeated every corner of his body.
Had he been at his peak, he might have expelled the invading thunder. But after the grueling battle with Mo Yu, his Dou Qi reserves were severely depleted, leaving him powerless against the corrosive force.
As the invasion deepened, the Third Tianzun coughed violently, spewing blood uncontrollably until his garments were soaked through.
"Third Tianzun, with your current strength, resisting the thunder's corrosion is impossible. Farewell."
Mo Yu's cold gaze remained fixed on the Third Tianzun as he delivered his verdict.
"Kehe... A divine-grade bloodline truly is terrifying... cough... Today, I've witnessed it firsthand."
The Third Tianzun stared at Mo Yu as blood spilled from his mouth, his voice becoming increasingly eerie.
The battlefield fell into a hushed silence. Everyone could see that the Third Tianzun was at his end. If he fell, Mo Yu would achieve the unthinkable—a Dou Zun defeating a Saint-level powerhouse.
"Kehe... Perhaps I won't escape death today, but if I die, you won't fare any better!"
Raising his head, the Third Tianzun suddenly grinned savagely. Stomping heavily on the void, his body began to emit countless black glimmers that pulsated ominously. Within them, surging soul energy churned violently, instilling dread in all who beheld it.
Recognizing the signs, Mo Yu's face darkened, and he shouted urgently to those nearby.
"Get back! He's trying to self-destruct!"
Mo Yu's voice had barely fallen when the black light around the Third Tianzun grew blinding. As his body swelled to its limit, a crisp pop echoed in the air.
However, instead of the anticipated explosion, the Third Tianzun's body suddenly shrank back.
As confusion filled the air, a chilling smile appeared on his face. The black light dissipated, and his mouth opened wide as he tilted his head back.
The black energy condensed rapidly, and a jet-black beam, like a streak of death, shot forth from his mouth with terrifying speed!
The sudden appearance of a streak of black light, no larger than a fist, carried a terrifying speed, almost as if it could pierce through space itself. From the moment it was spewed from the mouth of the Third Tianzun, its tail had barely emerged before the tip had already reached Mo Yu, who was ten thousand meters away.
This abrupt black light stunned Mo Yu momentarily. Sensing the terrifying energy within it, his heart skipped a beat. However, at this critical juncture, the Dou Qi within his body seemed to activate on its own, surging out instinctively and forming a protective barrier around him.
As soon as the Dou Qi emerged, the black light struck fiercely, infused with a strange soul power, penetrating Mo Yu's protective Dou Qi with violent force. In the blink of an eye, it drilled into Mo Yu's body, leaving a fist-sized black mark on the spot where it entered.
When Mo Yu regained his composure, his first instinct was to touch the black mark on his chest. Looking down, he was horrified to find thin, black lines rapidly spreading outward from the mark. These lines were extending toward his body's primary acupuncture points and meridians. Realizing this, Mo Yu's face darkened, and he raised his head, shouting at the Third Tianzun, "You're courting death!"
"Ke ke…" The Third Tianzun chuckled coldly. After spitting out the black light, his appearance had changed drastically. His black hair turned white in an instant, and his face became deeply wrinkled, like a rugged terrain. Yet, despite his decrepit state, his eyes gleamed with venom and icy ridicule.
"You little bastard, I was doomed to die anyway. If I can take your divine-grade bloodline with me, it's worth it!"
Seeing the Third Tianzun's vengeful expression, Medusa and Xiao Yixian's faces darkened. Their figures flashed, and they appeared beside Mo Yu, examining him anxiously.
"Are you alright?" Medusa's slender hands moved across Mo Yu's body with urgency, her voice tinged with worry. A Ban Sheng's final attack was no mere bluff. With Mo Yu's current strength, taking such a blow would undoubtedly lead to severe consequences.
Xiao Yixian's delicate face also turned solemn as her sharp eyes swept over Mo Yu. Noticing something, she gasped and bit her silver teeth. "This is similar to the 'Demonic Poison Mark' from the Chu Yun Empire. That Third Tianzun is truly vicious!"
"Demonic Poison Mark? What is that?" Medusa and Qing Lin asked urgently.
"It's a sinister technique practiced by poison Dou Qi cultivators in the Chu Yun Empire. It condenses all of one's poison Dou Qi into a single point and shoots it into an enemy's body, forming a black mark.
"The mark releases poisonous threads that spread throughout the body, targeting vital acupuncture points and meridians. When these threads cover the entire body, the victim's meridians will rot, leading to excruciating pain and a slow death," Xiao Yixian explained, her voice brimming with fury.
"However, using this technique causes the caster to lose all their Dou Qi, rendering them a cripple."
"This Third Tianzun even fused the massive soul energy he devoured earlier with his own soul power and shot it into Mo Yu's body. It's similar to the Demonic Poison Mark but far more potent. We could call it the 'Demonic Soul Mark.'"
Hearing this, both Medusa and Qing Lin's faces paled. They had heard of the infamous Demonic Poison Mark before and knew how cruel and deadly it was. Now, with the Demonic Soul Mark being a more advanced version, Mo Yu was undoubtedly in grave danger.
"I see…" Upon hearing Xiao Yixian's explanation, Mo Yu also understood the principle behind the black mark in his body. No wonder it felt so familiar.
With newfound clarity, Mo Yu heaved a sigh of relief. Although he wasn't sure if his Black Lotus Soul Thunder could eliminate it, at least he wasn't entirely helpless. If his luck held, the Third Tianzun's desperate act might even work in his favor.
"Don't worry. I have a way to suppress this Demonic Soul Mark," Mo Yu reassured the three women, striving to calm them.
The three looked at him skeptically but relaxed upon seeing the calm and confident expression on his face. After spending so much time with him, they believed he wasn't one to bluff.
Even so, a cold glint flickered in Medusa's eyes. She stepped forward, appearing before the Third Tianzun in an instant, and struck his knee with a fierce kick. A sharp crack resounded as the bone shattered.
"A Ban Sheng and the Third Tianzun of the Hall of Souls? So what? Do you think I wouldn't dare to kill you?" Medusa's killing intent surged as she approached.
The Third Tianzun let out a guttural laugh, his voice hoarse. "Even if you're a queen, you're still just a woman. Would you dare kill me?"
"Not only you, but even your Hall Master will face the same fate if he dares harm my man!" Medusa's voice was cold, her words seething with murderous intent.
Her slender leg swept again, shattering the Third Tianzun's other knee. His legs bent into grotesque angles, his body no longer resembling a human form.
Under such torment, the Third Tianzun's breathing grew weaker, and his words became slurred.
"Enough, Cai Lin. Just kill him already," Mo Yu called out, smiling faintly. Although he appreciated her fierce display, the Third Tianzun was as good as dead, and there was no need for excessive torture.
Medusa nodded, her eyes glinting with malice. Her slender hand, as sharp as a blade, pierced the Third Tianzun's chest. With a sudden squeeze, his heart burst.
With his heart destroyed, the last vestiges of life quickly faded from the Third Tianzun's eyes. Moments later, his lifeless body collapsed.
Retracting her blood-stained hand, Medusa tossed the corpse aside with an air of indifference. Her long hair billowed behind her as she stood, resembling a demon emerging from the depths of hell.
"Sister Cai Lin is so cool…" Qing Lin murmured in awe, her tone filled with admiration.
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