Chapter 591: The Great Elder of the Small Pill Tower, Heroes Gather
A surge of primal energy swept through the space vortex, enveloping the entire world in an overwhelming and savage aura. The vast mountain peak fell into a state of stunned silence as countless gazes turned toward the vortex, clearly shaken by the sudden appearance of such a terrifying presence.
Even the Great Sky Lord and Kun Huang's expressions became more serious as they stared at the vortex, a hint of wariness creeping onto their faces. This aura was far beyond what a Dou Zun could emit. Could the newcomer be a Dou Saint?
Under the gaze of everyone present, a massive, hundred-foot-tall purple-gold lion emerged from the vortex in a flash of brilliant light. Then, a large and robust figure slowly stepped out of the swirling space, his entire body radiating a terrifying, primal energy. All eyes focused on him as he made his appearance.
The figure was as large as a giant, his upper body bare, crisscrossed with glaring scars that looked like centipedes crawling over his skin. From a distance, he resembled a wild, primitive giant—an awe-inspiring sight.
The warriors of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan were already known for their imposing builds, but compared to this giant-like figure, they appeared small and insignificant.
"Zi Huo?" Mo Yu was initially stunned upon seeing the figure, but a look of joy quickly spread across his face.
This figure was none other than Zi Huo, who had parted ways with Mo Yu after their time in the Deadly Lion Clan's territory. They hadn't been in contact for several years, and now Zi Huo had returned, his aura significantly more powerful than before. The savage, primal energy emanating from him even made Mo Yu a little uneasy. He couldn't help but wonder what intense training Zi Huo must have undergone during these years to have grown so strong.
"Big Brother!" Zi Huo's previously fierce, beast-like red eyes softened as they landed on Mo Yu. The savage, ruthless look on his face immediately gave way to a simple, innocent smile, completely destroying the menacing atmosphere he had just created.
Some sharp-eyed spectators watched in astonishment. They hadn't expected that this figure, who resembled an ancient beast, would behave so humbly in front of Mo Yu.
Mo Yu smiled and nodded, his eyes scanning Zi Huo with interest as he chuckled. "Haha, it seems you've made some incredible progress during these years—you've broken through to the Dou Saint level!"
His words carried genuine surprise and admiration. Reaching the level of Dou Saint was a monumental achievement, as it placed a person at the peak of the continent's power. Each Dou Saint was akin to an ancient monster, a legendary figure within their respective factions.
Mo Yu had already shocked the world by reaching Dou Saint at such a young age, but to his amazement, Zi Huo had also achieved this feat.
"Hehe, after inheriting the body of the Ancient Desolate Lion, the old masters and the Lion King in the clan forced me into grueling training every day. Plus, with plenty of resources at my disposal, my strength has grown a lot. I didn't want to embarrass you, Big Brother," Zi Huo said with a sheepish grin, scratching his head.
Hearing this, Mo Yu couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Not embarrass me?" he thought. Zi Huo had actually brought tremendous honor with his achievement! Mo Yu wasn't even sure if he could defeat Zi Huo now, given the immense power radiating from him.
The strength of the Ancient Desolate Lion body was terrifying—Zi Huo had become a Dou Saint in just a few short years!
"By the way, how did you end up here?" Mo Yu asked, curiosity sparking in his mind after his moment of awe.
He had only been in the Eastern Region for a few days, so it was surprising that Zi Huo had managed to find him so quickly.
"Hehe, it's because of this…" Zi Huo chuckled as he took out an ancient black token. The token emitted a strange energy fluctuation, with the character for "weapon" (兵) inscribed on it.
"Is that… one of the mysterious tokens from the Heavenly Mysterious Treasure Hall?" Mo Yu recognized the token immediately. It was similar to his own Divine Weapon Token, though it lacked the special aura.
"Yes. There's a magical beast clan in the Eastern Region called the Blood Wolf Clan, and for thousands of years, they've been a vassal of my Deadly Lion Clan. Half a month ago, they stumbled upon this mysterious token. Knowing that they were too weak to keep it without drawing dangerous attention, the Blood Wolf Clan leader wisely handed it over to us. When I learned about the treasure hall opening, I figured you'd be here, so I used that as an excuse to come find you," Zi Huo explained, smiling.
Mo Yu nodded in understanding. Zi Huo's mysterious token had indeed come to him easily. The Blood Wolf Clan leader had made a smart move—rather than being destroyed for possessing such a valuable token, they had earned favor with the Deadly Lion Clan by handing it over.
While Mo Yu and Zi Huo spoke, a voice interrupted them from nearby, cutting through the air like a cold wind. It was the Great Sky Lord, who now wore a stern expression as he spoke to Zi Huo.
"Who exactly are you? Are you planning to interfere in this matter? This is a conflict between the Hall of Souls and Yuan Mansion. I suggest you stay out of it. Otherwise, even as a Dou Saint, you won't avoid trouble," the Great Sky Lord warned, his tone laced with menace.
The atmosphere around Zi Huo shifted instantly. His usual goofy demeanor disappeared, replaced by a cold, dangerous aura as he growled, "Old man, have you heard of Yuan Mansion's Lion Hall? I'm the Lion Hall's leader—Zi Huo!"
The moment Zi Huo's words fell, the terrifying primal energy around him exploded outward, radiating a menacing pressure as he fixed his icy gaze on the Great Sky Lord.
The Great Sky Lord's eyes darkened, clearly taken aback by Zi Huo's fearlessness. At the same time, Zi Huo's identity astonished him—when had a mere hall leader from Yuan Mansion become a Dou Saint? Even the powerful Soul Clan behind the Hall of Souls couldn't achieve such a feat!
"It seems the newer factions are full of reckless people. It's been a long time since I've encountered someone as foolish as you," the Great Sky Lord said, his voice dripping with icy killing intent as a grim smile spread across his face.
He then turned to Kun Huang, who stood nearby. "Kun Huang, old friend, how about we join forces?"
Kun Huang furrowed his brow as he glanced at Zi Huo, pondering for a moment. Through the explanations of his companions, Kun Huang quickly learned that the newcomer was the young leader of the Deadly Lion Clan, who possessed the body of the Ancient Desolate Lion.
While the Deadly Lion Clan itself wasn't particularly impressive, having declined over the years, Zi Huo's status as the owner of the Ancient Desolate Lion body made him a formidable threat. The Ancient Desolate Lion was one of the most powerful magical beasts from ancient times, even stronger than the Void Ancient Dragon Clan.
The resurgence of an Ancient Desolate Lion meant that the Deadly Lion Clan could soon rise again to challenge the established powers in the magical beast world.
Kun Huang's eyes flickered with murderous intent. Zi Huo had become a significant threat, one that was perhaps even greater than the weakened Void Ancient Dragon Clan, which was currently torn apart by internal strife.
If Zi Huo continued to grow stronger, the Deadly Lion Clan might one day stand in the way of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan's ambitions to rule the magical beast world.
Kun Huang's desire to eliminate Zi Huo intensified. Adding in the long-standing grudge between his clan and Mo Yu, he seriously considered the Great Sky Lord's offer to join forces. However, just as he was about to agree, a powerful spatial ripple suddenly surged through the air, followed by the sound of an old man's laughter.
"Hehe, quite a gathering we've got here. It's been a long time since so many Dou Saints have gathered in Central Plains."
Two powerful figures emerged from the spatial ripple, but it was the elderly man in simple linen clothes at the forefront who caught Mo Yu's attention. The elder's expression was calm and unreadable, but Mo Yu could tell that this man's strength was on par with the Great Sky Lord. He was also a Two-Star Dou Saint!
As Mo Yu focused on the elder, the latter noticed his gaze and returned it with a calm, deep look. His starry eyes showed a slight flicker of surprise, seemingly impressed by Mo Yu's strength.
"Such powerful soul pressure…" Mo Yu muttered, his brow furrowing slightly as he felt an invisible force pressing down on the surrounding space. This pressure was clearly derived from the elder's soul power.
"A Pill Tower Alchemist!" Mo Yu instantly realized the elder's identity. There was no one else on the continent with such powerful soul strength except for the alchemists from the Pill Tower.
"Hmph, I didn't expect even the Great Elder of the Small Pill Tower to show up. Don't you alchemists look down on us weapon refiners? Why are you so eager to enter the Heavenly Mysterious Treasure Hall? How disgraceful!" the Great Sky Lord sneered, locking his gaze on the elderly man. It was clear that the two had a history, and the Great Sky Lord wasted no time in taunting him.
"The Great Elder of the Small Pill Tower?" Mo Yu murmured, now understanding the identity of the linen-clad elder.
While many believed the Pill Tower's three leaders to be only peak Dou Zuns, that was just the outer façade. The true power lay within the Small Pill Tower, an elite inner circle where every member was a terrifyingly powerful figure.
To enter the Small Pill Tower, one had to meet strict requirements: being able to refine an eighth-tier pill that could summon seven-colored pill lightning, and reaching the Soul Realm in terms of soul power.
The members of the Small Pill Tower were the true core of the Pill Tower's strength, and their presence was why even the Hall of Souls didn't dare to cross the Pill Tower too recklessly.
The Great Sky Lord and the elder had a personal grudge, Mo Yu knew. It was said that years ago, when the Small Pill Tower was at its peak, the then-Tower Master took on a disciple who rapidly surpassed many of the Tower's senior members. However, the disciple's true identity as a spy from the Soul Clan was eventually revealed. Out of compassion, the Tower Master spared him, only to be betrayed and attacked by the Soul Clan, leading to a devastating battle between the two factions.
As a result, the Pill Tower and the Hall of Souls had been sworn enemies ever since.
It came as no surprise, then, that the Great Elder's expression turned icy cold when he spotted the Great Sky Lord. His old yet steady voice carried a hint of frost as he spoke.
"Those who commit evil deeds will eventually face retribution. You people from the Hall of Souls are cunning and ruthless, but one day, your fate will be nothing short of tragic."
"Hmph! Do you think you can decide my fate with just words?" The Great Sky Lord scoffed, a look of disdain on his face.
The sudden appearance of the Small Pill Tower's Great Elder sent waves of shock through the crowd. Unlike the newly ascended Zi Huo, the Great Elder was a well-known figure, a mysterious and powerful legend.
Even Mo Yu, despite his enmity with the Great Sky Lord, knew better than to provoke both him and the Great Elder at once. With two such strong opponents, the risk of a fatal defeat was too high.
Realizing this, the Great Sky Lord seemed to calm down, his desire to kill Mo Yu subsiding in the face of the danger posed by the Great Elder.
Similarly, Kun Huang, who had been ready to attack, quickly retreated, his earlier bloodlust fading as if it had never existed.
Yet Mo Yu's sharp eyes narrowed as he glanced at Kun Huang. The Sky Demon Phoenix Clan was still a threat to be dealt with.
As tension simmered between the factions, another powerful spatial fluctuation rippled through the air. Mo Yu's heart stirred—he knew that the true rulers of the Eastern Region, the Gu Clan, were about to make their appearance… (Chapter End)
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