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"Brother Xiao Yan, Cousin Mo Yu, that Yao Wangui is a powerful early-stage Four-Star Dou Sheng. He's extremely strong and won't be easy to deal with."
As the Yao Clan made their entrance, Xun'er softly reminded them.
"Don't worry. Xiao Yan and I have it under control." Mo Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged a confident smile.
Seeing their composure, Xun'er said no more. The Twin Dragons of the Xiao Clan had traveled from the Jia Ma Empire to the Central Plains. They were no longer the naïve youths of the past but had grown into true titans of the continent.
In the sky, the arrival of Yao Wangui and his two companions naturally drew countless gazes. The Yao Clan was a rather unique ancient clan, with nearly eighty percent of its members being alchemists, all possessing remarkable talent in refining medicine.
Suspended in mid-air, Yao Wangui and his two companions scanned their surroundings. Soon, Yao Wangui's gaze landed on Mo Yu's group, and his eyes flickered as he locked eyes with Yao Lao, who was glaring at him with deep resentment.
"Yao Chen... Heh, I never expected that even a forsaken one like you would reach the Dou Sheng level. What a surprise."
Meeting Yao Lao's gaze, Yao Wangui was momentarily taken aback before chuckling indifferently.
"Thanks to you, this old life of mine still clings on." Yao Lao's voice was tinged with cold resentment.
Yao Wangui, however, merely smiled placidly. A One-Star Dou Sheng might be powerful, but in his eyes, it was nothing worth fearing.
"He's that forsaken one, Yao Chen? I recall the clan once gave him a chance to return, but he stubbornly refused, didn't he?"
Beside Yao Wangui, a handsome young man raised an eyebrow, looking at Yao Lao with a hint of mockery.
"Heh, after wandering outside for a while and making a bit of a name for himself, he probably thinks he's something special now," Yao Wangui said with a slow, unhurried voice that only made his words more infuriating.
Mo Yu frowned slightly. The members of the Yao Clan were truly insufferable—arrogant and self-important due to their alchemical talents, looking down on everyone else.
In the original timeline, the Yao Clan was annihilated by the Hun Clan. It was nothing but their own fault. With their unique abilities, had they chosen to ally with the Gu Clan, the Lei Clan, or the Yan Clan, the Hun Clan wouldn't have dared to act so recklessly.
Yet, the Yao Clan's leadership was short-sighted and corrupt, leading them to their eventual destruction.
At this thought, a new idea sparked in Mo Yu's mind.
The Yao Clan might be conservative and arrogant, but when it came to alchemy, they were undoubtedly the pinnacle of the Dou Qi Continent. Their clan's domain was filled with alchemists, and if not for their reclusive nature, even the Pill Tower's reputation would have been overshadowed by them.
Their strict clan rules dictated that only Yao Clan members could learn their alchemy techniques. Outsiders caught doing so would be hunted down without mercy. This policy had limited their development but also preserved many ancient pill formulas.
In the original timeline, Xiao Yan had saved a few Yao Clan geniuses from annihilation. This thought stirred Mo Yu's mind.
The Yao Clan's destruction was their own doing, but it was still a pity. As an alchemist clan, most of its members were outstanding alchemists—a rarity even in the Great Thousand World.
If Mo Yu could take advantage of the Yao Clan's downfall and rescue some of their members, incorporating them into Yuan Manor, he would not only preserve part of their bloodline but also greatly bolster Yuan Manor's development.
The lack of alchemists was a major shortcoming for the rapidly growing Yuan Manor. Strong warriors could be trained or recruited, but skilled alchemists were far harder to acquire. If Yuan Manor absorbed the Yao Clan's talents, its final weakness would be completely erased.
As Mo Yu's mind raced with plans, tension in the battlefield soared.
A subject must defend his lord's honor—after enduring Yao Wangui and Yao Tian's insults toward Yao Lao, Xiao Yan, who regarded Yao Lao as a father, could no longer hold back. He retaliated against the handsome young man, Yao Tian, with sharp words and cutting sarcasm.
"In terms of status within the Yao Clan, even Yao Chen isn't qualified to lecture me. If that's the case, then he should be prepared to bear the consequences of his words," Yao Tian's expression turned ice-cold upon hearing Xiao Yan's remark dismissing him.
A chilling voice rang out as he stepped forward, unleashing a vast and torrential soul power. It surged forward like an endless tidal wave, carrying an overwhelming might that bore down fiercely on Xiao Yan!
"Today, I'll teach Yao Chen's disciple a lesson on his behalf!"
As the monstrous soul wave crashed toward him with a thunderous roar, Xiao Yan's expression remained composed. The faint smile on his face faded, replaced by a solemn look. Under countless watching eyes, an equally formidable soul power surged from within him.
"Boom!"
The two invisible soul powers clashed, shaking the entire battlefield. The pressure from their clash made many bystanders pale.
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow. Both Yao Tian and Xiao Yan possessed late-stage Heavenly Realm soul power. However, due to his solid foundation, Xiao Yan's soul power was clearly stronger. If the battle dragged on, victory would be his.
"Uncle Wangui, assist me!" Yao Tian realized Xiao Yan's strength and panicked, immediately calling for Yao Wangui's help.
Hearing this, Yao Wangui's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Xiao Yan's soul power to be this powerful. However, he couldn't just stand by and watch Yao Tian lose to an outsider.
With a heavy step in the air, Yao Wangui unleashed an even more terrifying soul power. It condensed into a massive hundred-foot-long soul spear that shot toward Xiao Yan with unstoppable momentum.
"The Yao Clan is truly shameless, ganging up two against one!"
Watching the terrifying spear strike toward Xiao Yan, Mo Yu sneered. Under countless gazes, he casually raised his palm and clenched his fingers.
"Crack!"
With no visible Dou Qi fluctuations, the seemingly unstoppable soul spear suddenly shattered into countless fragments.
"Boom!"
With just a light grasp, Mo Yu had effortlessly crushed the powerful attack, leaving everyone stunned. A mocking smile appeared on his lips as he stepped forward. His fist clenched, and with a distant punch, a massive soul imprint hundreds of feet wide materialized in the sky. A strange crystalline layer covered the imprint, making it look almost tangible.
At the very moment Mo Yu threw his punch, an overwhelming soul pressure erupted from him like a tidal wave, surging across the sky with him at the center!
"Half-step Di Realm!"
Feeling the immense soul pressure, gasps of shock echoed across the sky. Countless gazes locked onto the thin figure standing high above, their expressions filled with disbelief. It was unimaginable that someone of his age had actually reached the half-step Di Realm level!
"How is this possible?!"
Yao Tian, Yao Wangui, and Yao Ling's faces all changed drastically. A half-step Di Realm—let alone Yao Wangui himself, even within the entire Yao Clan, there were likely fewer than three who had achieved this level! How could this silver-eyed youth possibly reach such a realm at his age?
The Soul Fist Seal moved with extreme speed. The moment it fully formed, it appeared within a few meters of Yao Wangui, carrying an oppressive soul pressure that ruthlessly smashed toward his head. If this punch landed, even someone as powerful as Yao Wangui would suffer severe injuries.
"Junior, how dare you?!"
Seeing the terrifying force of this attack, Yao Wangui's expression darkened. He immediately abandoned the idea of clashing soul power with Mo Yu and instead surged his Dou Qi, which erupted violently from his body. With a powerful punch, he met the incoming Soul Fist Seal head-on.
"Boom!"
The two attacks collided with a thunderous explosion, instantly drawing the attention of everyone present. Their shock deepened as they witnessed the aftermath—Yao Wangui, a Four-Star Dou Sheng, was actually forced back more than ten steps before he could steady himself. His originally ruddy complexion paled slightly.
Yao Wangui's face alternated between blue and white. He had never expected to end up so embarrassed at the hands of a junior. And in such a public setting, under so many scrutinizing gazes, the humiliation was like a knife slicing across his pride. His eyes turned incredibly dark and sinister.
Just as Yao Wangui was drowning in humiliation, a familiar scream suddenly echoed in his ears.
On the other side, Yao Tian had been momentarily stunned by Mo Yu's overwhelming strength. Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Yan launched a powerful soul attack that forced Yao Tian back. Taking advantage of the opening, Xiao Yan instantly flashed before him. With a cold smirk, he raised his palm and swung it down.
A crisp "SLAP!" resounded across the sky, catching the attention of all present.
"A worthless piece of trash like you dares to act arrogant in front of my master? Consider this slap a little lesson!"
"Pa!"
The entire sky fell into dead silence.
Yao Tian's body stiffened, his face now bearing a glaringly bright red palm print. Blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth.
A stunned silence filled the air as countless gazes shifted between the smirking Mo Yu and Xiao Yan, their expressions turning solemn.
The ancient clans valued their pride above all else. But today, in front of a massive audience, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan had not only forced Yao Wangui back but also delivered a resounding slap to Yao Tian's face. This humiliation was worse than death!
"Y-You actually hit me?!" Yao Tian stammered in disbelief.
"You're courting death!"
Yao Wangui's eyes turned murderous. His body tensed, and he prepared to launch a devastating punch toward Mo Yu and Xiao Yan.
"Enough, Yao Wangui! Bullying the young—isn't that going too far?"
Before Yao Wangui could strike, Lei Jizhou's cold voice rang out. With a single step, he appeared before Yao Wangui, his large fist tightening. In the next moment, he swung a punch. A dazzling lightning tiger roared from his palm, charging directly at Yao Wangui.
"Boom!"
The clash between two Four-Star Dou Sheng powerhouses was utterly terrifying. The moment their fists connected, space itself collapsed under the immense force. The surrounding hundred-meter area turned into pure darkness.
The shockwaves rippled outward. Yao Wangui's body was blasted backward, and he staggered across the sky for dozens of steps before finally regaining his footing. His gaze was locked onto Lei Jizhou, his expression grim. "Lei Jizhou? Why are you interfering in my Yao Clan's matters?"
Before Lei Jizhou could respond, a graceful figure stepped forward—it was none other than Lei Feier.
Her beautiful face was tinged with anger as she spoke coldly, "Elder Wangui, you dare lay hands on my husband? Are you declaring war against the Lei Clan?"
"Elder Wangui, this is merely a dispute between the younger generation. Given your seniority, stepping in personally is rather unbecoming, don't you think?"
At that moment, Xun'er also walked forward with a gentle smile. "Everyone has more important matters to focus on. I suggest we all step back instead of wasting our energy on meaningless conflicts."
Seeing both the Lei Clan and the Gu Clan standing against him, Yao Wangui's expression fluctuated. In the end, he said nothing more, turning to lead the furious Yao Tian and the still-stunned Yao Ling away.
Watching their departing figures, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged glances, smirking in disdain.
Neither of them cared about the so-called prestige of the ancient clans. With their current strength, they no longer considered the Yao Clan a significant threat.
As the commotion ended, everyone's attention returned to the distant, fractured space.
After half a moment, the ruptured void, which had initially been just a few meters in size, expanded to over ten meters, emitting strange noises from within.
When the spatial collapse reached nearly a hundred meters in diameter, it finally stabilized. A milky-white light ring took form within the broken space.
At the moment the light ring appeared, every expert present abruptly opened their eyes wide. They could feel it—within a single breath, the temperature in this area had skyrocketed a hundredfold!
Simultaneously, sharp whistling winds filled the surroundings. Powerful figures with long, commanding auras shot forward from the distance. Without hesitation, they plunged directly into the milky-white light ring…
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