Chapter 485: Defeating the Sword Sovereign!
"Dou Zun expert!"
As soon as the Sword Sovereign's shocked voice echoed through the battlefield, a deep silence fell over the entire area.
"Our leader is a Dou Zun expert?"
"What an incredible aura... This is definitely the aura of a Dou Zun!"
"Unbelievable! The Lord of Yuanfu isn't even thirty years old yet, and he's already a Dou Zun. How terrifying..."
On the fortress walls, whether they were from the Yuanfu Alliance or the Western Alliance, all stared in shock at the young figure in the sky. A Dou Zun of such a young age was unheard of for them. Even in such a fierce battle, a Dou Zun was a top-tier fighter, and this person was not only young but also an eighth-tier alchemist!
"It seems like his power has reached the Dou Zun level through some kind of special method," whispered Xiao Yi Xian , who knew Mo Yu well. Her beautiful eyes flashed with recognition as she observed the thunderous armor and special energy fluctuations surrounding him.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter. Now that the young master is here, the tide of battle has turned. With his skills, unless the difference in strength is too big, no one will be able to stand against him," Qing Lin smiled confidently.
"Yes, with him here, Yuanfu is no longer in danger," Xiao Yi Xian 's face also relaxed, a small smile appearing. Ever since she met Mo Yu, it seemed like there had never been a problem he couldn't solve. Over time, Mo Yu had become like a solid rock in her heart, a person who never let her down.
"I didn't expect this little brat, who was once on the run, to dare face me now. Your Dou Zun strength must be the result of some secret technique, right?" The Sword Sovereign narrowed his old eyes as he analyzed Mo Yu's power. Though he felt it was not the genuine strength of a true Dou Zun, he was still shocked by how fast Mo Yu had grown, and his killing intent surged.
If this boy was given more time to grow, the Sword Sovereign feared he might indeed fall to Mo Yu one day.
"I'm afraid you're not qualified to kill me," Mo Yu replied with a calm smile. If this encounter had taken place before his journey to the South Sea, he might have faced some difficulty dealing with the Sword Sovereign. But now, having fully embraced the Tian Gang Thunder Body, Mo Yu had truly stepped into the realm of the Dou Zun. The gap between him and the Sword Sovereign had significantly narrowed.
At this point, Mo Yu was confident that he had an 80% chance of leaving the Sword Sovereign permanently on this battlefield.
"Arrogant brat! You think that just because your power has increased, you can act so cocky? Today, you won't leave here alive!" The Sword Sovereign shouted furiously.
"Boom!"
As he finished speaking, the Sword Sovereign stomped the air, and the terrifying energy from his drawn sword erupted, tearing the very fabric of space.
"That's an eighth-tier weapon, the Ancient Yang Sword!"
Seeing the horrifying aura radiating from the Sword Sovereign's sword, many below gasped. As the former master of the Wan Sword Pavilion, his name was well known, as was his famous sword.
"Little brat, dying by my sword today should be an honor!" the Sword Sovereign spat, his old eyes filled with killing intent as he gazed at Mo Yu. With a flick of his wrist, a 100-meter-long sword light burst from his blade, slicing through the air and leaving a deep gash in the space itself. The target was, of course, Mo Yu.
Seeing the massive sword light hurtling towards him, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a slight chill. The Sword Sovereign's strength was indeed terrifying, even a level above that of the Blood Shark King. But while the Sword Sovereign was formidable, Mo Yu was no pushover.
With a thought, Mo Yu summoned the Shenwei Black Thunder Spear. Gripping the spear tightly, his vast Dou Qi surged, and terrifying lightning energy gathered at the tip. A chilling power radiated from it.
"Dragon Spirit, appear!"
A massive black dragon spirit shot out from the spear, roaring towards the heavens as it carried an overwhelming force.
"Boom!"
The dragon spirit clashed fiercely with the 100-meter sword light, causing a thunderous explosion that echoed across the sky. The terrifying shockwave forced many of the surrounding fighters to retreat. Even Dou Zong experts caught in the blast would struggle to escape unscathed.
"That's the Shenwei Black Thunder Spear that Mo Yu crafted during the Alchemy Conference. It's a weapon on par with the Ancient Yang Sword!" murmured Ma Chen in astonishment as he watched the fierce battle unfolding in the sky.
"Yes, who would've thought that in less than two years, Mo Yu would reach such a level. No wonder those like the Sword Sovereign are so desperate to stop him. If given more time, they won't even dare think about revenge," said Old Bing, equally amazed.
Who could have predicted that the same Mo Yu who had been cornered by the Wan Sword Pavilion two years ago would now be capable of matching the Sword Sovereign, one of the most renowned experts on the continent?
"As it looks now, Mo Yu's earlier powerful attack that destroyed the Ice River Valley can't be used lightly. I just hope he can defeat the Sword Sovereign. If he falls, the Western Alliance's Mo Yi may give up the fight, and we'll be saved," Ma Chen added.
"We can only trust Mo Yu now," Old Bing sighed.
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"Little brat, you've got some skills!"
Seeing his sword light blocked, the Sword Sovereign narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly. His hand trembled as he slashed his Ancient Yang Sword twice through the air. Two enormous sword lights tore through the sky, striking the dragon spirit and forcing it back. The remaining sword energy shot straight at Mo Yu, though he barely managed to dodge at the last moment.
"Boom!"
After a brief pause, the space beneath the Sword Sovereign's feet collapsed, and a massive pillar of sunlight shot out with terrifying force.
"Great Sun Sword!"
A figure appeared behind Mo Yu, launching a massive pillar of sword light directly at him.
"Nine Heavens Thunderstorm!"
"Clang!"
Without hesitation, Mo Yu twirled his spear behind him, creating a storm of lightning that collided with the sword light.
"Boom!"
Mo Yu's spear collided heavily with the sword light, but the powerful impact forced him to retreat several dozen steps before he could regain his balance.
"Little brat, die!"
After forcing Mo Yu back, the Sword Sovereign let out a cold laugh. Clenching his left fist, he released three beams of solar energy that formed three massive tigers, each over a hundred meters long. They roared as they charged at Mo Yu.
"Thunder Emperor Seal!"
Mo Yu shouted, unleashing his full power as his Dou Qi roared to life. He swiftly formed a seal with his hands, summoning a massive energy imprint that crashed into the three tigers.
"Sizzle!"
The Thunder Emperor Seal shattered the three tigers instantly, but the tiger fragments transformed into a hundred sword beams that surrounded Mo Yu.
"Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin!"
Each of the sword beams carried enough force to gravely wound even a peak Dou Zong expert. With a hundred sword beams attacking simultaneously, even Qing Lin and the others could hardly bear to watch.
However, under the assault of the hundred sword beams, Mo Yu remained motionless.
If one looked closely, they would see a five-colored thunderball slowly forming in Mo Yu's palm, emanating a chilling, destructive power.
In an instant, Mo Yu condensed an incredibly powerful thunderball in his hand. The thunderball, though only the size of a palm, shimmered with a brilliant six-colored light. It looked beautiful, but beneath its surface, it contained a terrifying, destructive force.
Looking at the thunderball, Mo Yu's lips curled into a slight smile. Before, due to his limited strength, he hadn't been able to fully unleash the potential of his combined Xuan Thunder energies. Now, facing the Sword Sovereign, he decided to use his strongest trump card.
"Such a terrifying power of destruction," the Sword Sovereign muttered, his face pale as he felt the overwhelming energy radiating from the thunderball. Even he, a three-star Dou Zun, felt a sense of impending doom.
"How can this brat, who only barely reached Dou Zun, wield such an attack?" The Sword Sovereign's eyes twitched with disbelief, but his killing intent intensified. Mo Yu could not be allowed to live.
As this thought crossed his mind, the Sword Sovereign's expression twisted with madness. The six-colored thunderball broke through his hundred sword beams in an instant, speeding straight toward him.
Sensing the impending danger, cold sweat broke out on the Sword Sovereign's forehead. This thunderball made him feel a fatal threat.
Desperate, the Sword Sovereign summoned the full power of his Ancient Yang Sword. A massive, radiant sun appeared in the sky, glowing with blinding light. This was the weapon's spirit, the Sun Spirit!
With a crazed look, the Sword Sovereign screamed, "Great Sun Indestructible Sword! If I die, you'll come with me!"
As the thunderball closed in, the Sword Sovereign unleashed a massive sword strike, sending a powerful beam of solar energy hurtling toward Mo Yu.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion rocked the sky as the thunderball collided with the Sword Sovereign's final attack. Destructive energy surged like a storm, shaking the entire fortress. Massive cracks spread from the fortress outward in all directions.
"Boom!"
As the destructive force expanded, the Sword Sovereign's final attack reached Mo Yu, striking him in the chest. The immense sword energy erupted like a volcano.
"Ugh!"
Mo Yu's face turned pale as he spat out blood. His chest cracked under the impact, his bones breaking, and his body was flung backward like a cannonball.
But as he was sent flying, a sinister smile appeared on Mo Yu's lips. He had seen the look of terror on the Sword Sovereign's face.
The thunderball had exploded.
"Boom!"
A thunderstorm of unimaginable proportions erupted, connecting heaven and earth like a divine event. The destructive energy rippled out like waves, sweeping across everything. Even the massive fortress trembled and seemed ready to collapse. Many of the Western Alliance experts who were caught in the blast were reduced to ash.
The destruction extended for nearly ten thousand meters, leaving nothing but scorched earth in its wake.
High above, the Dou Zun experts from both sides gazed in horror at the devastated battlefield. Even the most powerful Dou Zun fighters in the Central Plains would struggle to create such a scene.
"Boom!"
The massive thunderstorm continued to rage, and the radiant light surrounding the Sword Sovereign shattered like glass, dissipating into nothing.
"Bang!"
From within the thunderstorm, a figure flew out, blood spraying from his mouth. It was the Sword Sovereign, his face deathly pale, clutching the broken hilt of his sword.
Some sharp-eyed onlookers immediately recognized him. "That's the Sword Sovereign!"
However, the once-mighty Sword Sovereign was now in an utterly miserable state, severely injured and on the brink of death.
"Bang!"
With a heavy thud, the Sword Sovereign crashed into the desert below, creating a massive crater. His body lay still, his fate uncertain.
"The Sword Sovereign lost..."
The battlefield fell into a dead silence as the Western Alliance fighters stared in disbelief at the crater. Today's battle had left them all filled with dread.
The mighty Sword Sovereign had been defeated.
Meanwhile, within the Yuanfu ranks, there was only one thought.
The Lord had won!
(End of Chapter)
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