Chapter 367: Slaying the Old Demon Ghost!
A thunderous voice echoed powerfully over Mo City, reverberating through the sky like a divine chant that shook the hearts of those who heard it.
Not long after this aged voice was heard, shadows began darting around Mo City, and a large number of figures appeared in the sky above. Leading them was none other than Mo Yu, the Lord of Yuan Mansion, followed by the heads of various departments and high-ranking officials of the mansion.
Moments after the voice had spoken, the sound of rushing wind filled the air as a large group of black dots appeared on the horizon. Within just a few seconds, the dots materialized into a group of figures radiating a murderous aura, stopping mid-air above Mo City.
Mo Yu's gaze swept across the group of about twenty people, finally settling on the one in the center.
This individual was an old man with blood-red hair, draped in a yellow robe adorned with skulls. His face was gaunt, almost skeletal, with deeply sunken eyes that glowed with an eerie light like ghostly flames, exuding a sinister and creepy atmosphere.
The blood-haired elder floated in the air as if weightless, his cold, sunken eyes calmly observing Mo City below. Whenever his robe fluttered in the breeze, the surrounding space seemed to subtly ripple.
Though these ripples were faint, Mo Yu's sharp senses detected them, causing his brow to furrow slightly. The elder's Dou Qi was incredibly dense—on par with that of Hun Feng when he used the power of his clan's mark.
It seemed there was no mistake: this was none other than the founder of Demon Flame Valley, the infamous Old Demon Ghost.
As soon as this group of intimidating figures arrived, an oppressive force descended upon Mo City, enveloping the entire area. Many of the weaker residents immediately turned pale and exchanged frightened glances, their hearts filled with dread.
The citizens had heard about the growing conflict between Yuan Mansion and Demon Flame Valley, but they only knew bits and pieces. Now, with these powerful figures from Demon Flame Valley arriving, it was clear that this was not an ordinary confrontation.
Feeling the heavy silence in Mo City, Mo Yu furrowed his brow and looked up at the blood-haired elder. In a calm voice, he said, "I presume you are the leader of Demon Flame Valley, Old Demon Ghost."
"So, you're Mo Yu?"
The Old Demon Ghost glanced coldly at Mo Yu and said, "I hadn't expected that in just a few short years since I secluded myself, the Black-Corner Region would change so drastically. The top ten experts of the Black List were either killed or subdued by you, and you even founded the mighty Yuan Mansion. I'm curious—what made you so bold as to challenge my Demon Flame Valley and kill my elders? Do you think I'm as weak as Han Feng and the Golden-Silver Elders?"
Mo Yu's expression didn't change. He responded calmly, "It's simple. I intend to dominate the Black-Corner Region, and to do that, I must eliminate all threats. Your Demon Flame Valley just happened to be in the way, so it has to go."
"Good, good, good!"
The Old Demon Ghost's face darkened with anger as he repeated the word three times. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he sneered, "A true hero in his youth, huh? I've ruled the Black-Corner Region for decades, and now a young pup like you dares to lecture me? Let's see whose strength prevails today—Demon Flame Valley's or Yuan Mansion's!"
"Hmph, Old Demon Ghost, you're from a bygone era. Why cling to your power? Yuan Mansion is destined to wipe out Demon Flame Valley. Even if you come here personally, it won't change anything!" Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed as he spoke coldly.
As soon as Mo Yu's words fell, the atmosphere grew tense. Everyone present knew that today's situation would not be resolved peacefully.
"Sharp-tongued brat!" The Old Demon Ghost's eyes flashed coldly, and with a flick of his fingers, five sharp, icy beams of Dou Qi shot out, aiming straight for Mo Yu's head.
Before the attack could reach him, a graceful white figure suddenly appeared, unleashing a powerful surge of energy that rippled out like a volcanic eruption. Gray Dou Qi filled the air, countering the five sharp beams and dispersing them. However, the white figure trembled slightly and let out a soft groan, stepping back.
Seeing Xiao Yi Xian retreat, Mo Yu's expression darkened as he asked, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Xiao Yi Xian shook her head, her face serious. "Be careful. This old man's strength is formidable, and his Dou Qi contains an icy chill. If you get hit, it could deal serious damage."
"Hmm?"
The Old Demon Ghost's eyes gleamed as he noticed Xiao Yi Xian. He said slowly, "Reaching the Dou Zong level at such a young age? Impressive. Has it become that easy to ascend to Dou Zong these days?"
The Old Demon Ghost stopped about ten meters in front of Mo Yu and Xiao Yi Xian, his ghostly eyes studying them. He asked, "Are you going to fight me together, or take turns?"
Mo Yu chuckled, "Dealing with an old fossil like you? I can handle it alone."
He then turned to Xiao Yi Xian, saying, "Stay out of this fight. This opponent is different from the others. I can take care of it myself."
Xiao Yi Xian hesitated for a moment before nodding. She wasn't someone who liked to argue, and knowing Mo Yu's personality, she trusted that he wasn't being reckless.
"Arrogant brat! I'll tear that mouth off!"
In a flash, the Old Demon Ghost appeared before Mo Yu, his skeletal hand reaching out like a deadly claw, aiming straight for Mo Yu's throat. The attack was filled with such force that it would likely pierce through Mo Yu if it hit.
"Boy, I find you extremely annoying. Let's end this now!"
As the Old Demon Ghost's deadly attack neared, gasps and screams echoed from below in the city.
However, as the ghostly claw neared, Mo Yu's expression remained calm. A cold smile tugged at the corner of his lips as a Spatial Thunderbolt he had prepared flared to life.
Boom!
A deep sound reverberated as a wave of thunderous energy burst from Mo Yu, causing his figure to blur and flicker.
Shhh!
The ghostly claw passed through the space where Mo Yu had been standing, striking nothing but an afterimage. Sensing the lingering spatial energy, the Old Demon Ghost's eyes narrowed, and with a cold snort, he sent a blast of icy Dou Qi, dispersing the afterimage.
Turning around, he looked up at the sky and said gravely, "No wonder you're so confident. You're a Dou Huang, yet you've mastered spatial techniques. I'm impressed. But it seems all you can do is run. If that's the case, you might as well surrender now."
The crowd below held their breath as they witnessed the terrifying exchange. Many people's hearts raced, while others stood in awe of the spatial abilities Mo Yu had displayed.
In the sky, Xiao Yi Xian let out a sigh of relief, recalling the time Mo Yu had used similar techniques against Hun Feng. She quietly stepped back, casting a sympathetic glance at the Old Demon Ghost.
Meanwhile, the Old Demon Ghost showed no emotion as he watched Mo Yu dodge his initial attack. He took slow, deliberate steps toward him, and with each step, the cold, dark Dou Qi around him thickened. Soon, the entire area grew colder, causing those with weaker cultivation to shiver uncontrollably.
Xiao Yi Xian's eyes flashed with concern. The Old Demon Ghost's power was likely that of a seven-star Dou Zong, a level that surpassed her by three or four stars. Even with her Devouring Poison Body, the gap would be difficult to bridge.
Still, compared to the mysterious black-robed youth who had appeared in the Jia Ma Empire, this Old Demon Ghost was lacking. She knew that Mo Yu had a trump card powerful enough to deal with him. Looking at Mo Yu's calm expression, Xiao Yi Xian thought to herself, "This old man doesn't know what he's up against."
Floating in the sky, Mo Yu's body radiated spatial energy, creating ripples around him. But what was most shocking was the black-gold lightning orb hovering before him, as large as a basin.
The orb was a dark, metallic black-gold, and its terrifying appearance sent chills down the spines of those who gazed upon it.
Even the Old Demon Ghost felt a deep sense of dread as he looked at the orb, knowing that it contained a monstrous amount of power. In the face of such power, even a Dou Zong like him felt fear.
"What...what is that?"
The Old Demon Ghost swallowed hard. He had heard about Mo Yu's unusual abilities, but he hadn't expected this. News of the events in the Jia Ma Empire had yet to fully reach the Black-Corner Region, leaving him unaware of just how dangerous Mo Yu had become.
Now, this ignorance might cost him his life.
With the black-gold orb in his hand, Mo Yu's silver eyes locked onto the Old Demon Ghost, a cold smile curling his lips.
Unlike Xiao Yan, who needed his allies to buy time to merge his flames, Mo Yu had the help of the Thunder Spirit Xiao Jin, allowing him to unleash the black-gold lightning orb instantly, bypassing the limitations of his own strength.
Even as a Dou Huang, Mo Yu's trump card made him a near-invincible force against anyone below the Dou Zun level.
Sensing Mo Yu's chilling gaze, the Old Demon Ghost's face darkened for the first time. His hand trembled slightly within his sleeve, and a hint of regret crept into his heart. He hadn't expected that the young man he could have crushed would now pose such a deadly threat.
Swallowing hard, the Old Demon Ghost spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'll leave...now."
The silence that had settled over the battlefield when the black-gold orb appeared made the Old Demon Ghost's words all the more jarring. Everyone heard his tone of fear and submission.
A sense of disbelief filled the air as the spectators realized that this legendary powerhouse was cowering before Mo Yu. For the people of Mo City, it was almost surreal.
They looked up at Mo Yu with admiration and awe. His lean figure now stood tall in their minds as an unstoppable warrior.
Yuan Mansion would soon conquer Demon Flame Valley, and Mo Yu, its Lord, would ascend as the undisputed king of the Black-Corner Region.
The members of Yuan Mansion, including Zi Huo, Xiao Li, and Lin Yan, were filled with excitement and pride. The Black-Corner Region would be theirs after this battle!
In the sky, Mo Yu coldly smiled at the Old Demon Ghost's surrender.
"You're too late. Since you're here, you're not leaving."
With that icy declaration, Mo Yu tossed the black-gold lightning orb, sending it hurtling toward the Old Demon Ghost.
The space around the orb tore apart, leaving a pitch-black rift in its wake, as if the very heavens were being devoured.
As the deadly orb sped toward him, the Old Demon Ghost's eyes widened in terror...
(End of Chapter)
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