Chapter 593: The Extraterrestrial Evil Clan, The Treasure Hall's Spirit
When Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes again, what appeared before him was a magnificent, radiant hall.
The hall seemed to stretch endlessly, and within it, countless streams of light were flying around. Encased in those streams were all kinds of weapons, each with a different shape and size.
"So this is the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall..." Mo Yu muttered to himself, raising an eyebrow as he took in the sight around him.
However, in this great hall, he didn't see Kunhuang, the Grand Supreme Lord, or the others. It seemed that the few people who had entered earlier had ended up in different sections of the hall.
As for Zihuo, it must have been the same.
With a sigh of relief, Mo Yu began to curiously examine his surroundings. He extended his hand, and a beam of light before him slowed down.
In that beam of light, a long sword gently swayed. A sharp and powerful energy radiated from it, and the blade was covered in spiral-like patterns, giving it a unique appearance.
This sword was a seventh-grade peak weapon of considerable power, far stronger than the ones that had flown by earlier. Even a high-level fighter would be tempted by it.
"So many high-tier weapons..." Mo Yu's eyes flashed with surprise as he gazed at the streams of light resembling countless stars. Each weapon was enough to make factions in the mountains fight to the death. If all of them were taken out, it would surely drive people to madness.
Buzz! Buzz!
Just as Mo Yu was feeling overwhelmed by the sight, the countless weapons in the hall suddenly began to hum.
Then, to Mo Yu's shock, the weapons shifted their positions and, like arrows, shot toward him—the foreign intruder. The density of the attack made his scalp tingle.
Whoosh!
But just as the weapons were about to strike, a golden light shot out from Mo Yu's body. The Sacred Weapon Token appeared, and as it released a wave of energy, the weapons suddenly froze and stopped attacking.
"Oh, it's the Sacred Weapon Token. It seems that this relic, passed down through the Artifact Alliance for ages, is indeed extraordinary," Mo Yu muttered as he toyed with the token in his hand.
Though he wasn't sure if the mysterious token collected by the Grand Supreme Lord and the others had the same effect, at least this Sacred Weapon Token had provided him with great assistance.
Without it, even as a Saint Fighter, he would have suffered some losses from the overwhelming wave of weapon attacks.
Feeling a sense of relief, Mo Yu's attention was drawn to a peculiar weapon deep within the hall. It emitted a strange, dark glow.
Seeing this, Mo Yu held the Sacred Weapon Token, and with a thought, the dark glow sped toward him, finally appearing before him.
Mo Yu focused his gaze and saw an ancient-looking giant hammer within the dark light. The hammer was pitch black, and various cauldron patterns were engraved on it, exuding a heavy and steady presence.
An intense wave of weight radiated from the giant hammer, and as Mo Yu approached, he felt his body grow heavier, as if even his speed had slowed.
"This is... a ninth-grade weapon, the Haotian Divine Hammer," a voice suddenly echoed in Mo Yu's mind as the hammer appeared before him, introducing the weapon.
"I didn't expect it to be a ninth-grade weapon..."
Mo Yu muttered to himself and then extended his hand, reaching into the dark light to grasp the giant hammer. As soon as it touched his hand, his arm dropped from its weight, and he quickly activated his Sun Thunder Body technique just to hold it properly.
"This Haotian Divine Hammer possesses immense power and explosive strength. It's perfect for someone with a strong physical body," Mo Yu whispered as he sensed the hammer's might.
In the next moment, Mo Yu lightly swung the hammer. His eyes narrowed as he saw the air in front of him explode instantly, forming a giant concave arc. The invisible force shot out like a cannonball, blasting away all the beams of light that encased other treasures.
"What terrifying power," Mo Yu thought in shock, smacking his lips. "But it's not really suited for me."
Although Mo Yu had a strong body, it was only one of his many strengths and wasn't his primary trump card.
The Haotian Divine Hammer, however, was clearly designed for someone who specialized in physical strength and power.
"It would be perfect for Zihuo," Mo Yu mused. Zihuo's true form was that of a mighty lion, and with his primordial lion body and mastery of primordial power, his natural physical strength was immense. Paired with the Haotian Divine Hammer, he could even challenge opponents beyond his level!
"Since I'm here, I might as well choose a few more..."
After stowing away the Haotian Divine Hammer, Mo Yu began looking around the hall without hesitation, inspecting the other divine weapons.
Though the hall was filled with thousands upon thousands of weapons, ninth-grade weapons were still rare. Mo Yu had to carefully search for them.
Over the next while, Mo Yu used the Sacred Weapon Token to collect several other ninth-grade weapons: the Yellow Springs Demon Whip, the Gale Evergreen Sword, and the Frost Jade Gloves, among others.
From their names alone, it was clear that these ninth-grade weapons were meant for Xiao Yu and Cai Lin.
Mo Yu wasn't one to play favorites, ensuring that all his women were well-equipped and wouldn't cause trouble within his harem.
After spending half an hour gathering these treasures, Mo Yu noticed that the glow from the Sacred Weapon Token was fading, and he finally stopped.
It seemed that taking the weapons from this hall had strict limitations, and Mo Yu couldn't simply take everything as he pleased.
Nonetheless, he was more than satisfied. He had collected nearly ten ninth-grade weapons, which was a massive haul.
After all, even Mo Yu, with his skills in weapon crafting, found it difficult to make ninth-grade weapons. The materials needed were practically priceless.
Looking at the nine-grade weapons emitting all sorts of strange energy in his beast ring, Mo Yu smiled. Just as he was about to activate the Sacred Weapon Token to leave the hall, a strange sound echoed from deep within.
The sound seemed to come from ancient times, filled with age and mystery.
"Oh, is there something in there?" Mo Yu's silver eyes flickered as he murmured to himself.
He had long suspected that the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall wasn't native to the Dou Qi Continent but had come from another plane. If that were true, then the hall likely held many secrets.
"Well, since I'm here, I might as well check it out," Mo Yu said with a determined expression. He wasted no time and sped toward the source of the sound deep within the hall.
Given Mo Yu's speed, it only took a moment for him to reach the depths of the hall.
At the end of the hall stood an ancient stone door, covered in glowing patterns. Mo Yu's eyes locked onto the door, and he noticed faint black lines within the patterns.
Though the black lines were extremely weak, the energy they carried was incredibly strange and sinister, making Mo Yu suspect something dark.
Shaking off his doubts, Mo Yu focused on the ancient door in front of him.
With a thought, the Sacred Weapon Token appeared once more.
As the Sacred Weapon Token released its blinding golden light, the patterns on the stone door began to fade one by one. The faint black energy was also quickly purified by the golden light.
Crack.
As the glowing patterns vanished, the ancient stone door slowly opened, the heavy sound of its movement echoing throughout the hall.
Mo Yu's Dou Qi surged, putting him on high alert. His silver eyes gleamed with black lightning as he immediately looked beyond the stone door.
Behind the door was a world of complete darkness, a deep and unsettling blackness that made one's heart race.
Mo Yu stared into the abyss, his sense of danger rising sharply. His sixth sense told him that this place was far from ordinary.
At this point, there was no turning back, so Mo Yu swiftly moved into the darkness.
As he ventured deeper into the pitch-black world, a faint light radiated from his body, pushing away the chilling darkness.
Tap!
After walking for a while, Mo Yu suddenly sensed something. His steps slowed, and he looked around the seemingly endless dark world. A serious expression crossed his face.
"Thunder Extreme Silver Eyes!"
Mo Yu's cold voice echoed through the darkness as his silver eyes suddenly lit up with blinding lightning, like fireworks exploding in the black void.
As the lightning spread, the darkness quickly melted away like snow under the scorching sun.
When the darkness receded, Mo Yu's gaze shifted downward, and his pupils shrank in shock.
"Is that..."
Below, as the darkness faded, a peculiar sight emerged. It was a vast sea of thick black liquid, filled with a terrifyingly evil aura.
The scene was extremely eerie.
Mo Yu's eyes narrowed as he stared at the black sea below, sensing the overwhelming evil energy within. The energy was complex and chaotic.
"This... is the power of the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan!" Mo Yu exclaimed in a grave voice.
This energy was unlike Dou Qi or the power used by humans from other planes. It was cold, dark, and evil—traits only associated with the sworn enemies of all life in the Great Thousand World, the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan.
Realizing this, Mo Yu's face darkened. The Extraterrestrial Evil Clan was a terrifying force. Even a minor tribe of theirs could easily destroy most lower-plane worlds.
Who would have thought that the mysterious Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall was linked to the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan?
It seemed that the hall's owner had once fought a fierce battle against the evil clan, and the conflict must have been so intense that the hall ended up drifting to the Dou Qi Continent, slowly being corrupted by the evil energy over time.
As Mo Yu pondered this, the ancient, distant voice that had drawn him here sounded once again.
"Help... help me."
This time, Mo Yu could barely make out the words. Understanding the plea, his expression changed slightly. He quickly focused, using his Thunder Extreme Silver Eyes to scan the dark world.
If his guess was correct, this voice must belong to the spirit of the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall.
And the situation must be dire.
A flash of lightning passed through Mo Yu's silver eyes as his gaze locked onto the center of the black sea. He finally noticed that at the base of a black pillar on a stone platform, several black chains were extending.
Mo Yu's eyes followed the chains and eventually saw a faint figure in the middle of the black sea.
The figure was like an old man, but several black chains bound him tightly. Wisps of black energy were constantly corroding his form.
"Is that the spirit of the Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall?"
Mo Yu's gaze sharpened. The figure looked like an old man with long, drooping eyebrows, but those once white eyebrows were now tainted by black energy.
"The spirit has been corrupted by the power of the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan. Things are indeed serious..." Mo Yu murmured gravely.
The spirit was the core of any weapon. If it was corrupted, the situation could quickly become catastrophic. If handled poorly, the entire Heavenly Profound Treasure Hall could collapse.
"Were you the one who called for me? Now that I'm here, tell me what troubles you. Eliminating the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan is the duty of all life in the Great Thousand World," Mo Yu said in a thunderous voice, his brows slightly furrowed as he addressed the slumbering spirit.
Even if he intended to help, he first needed to discuss things with the spirit. After all, he had arrived, yet the spirit was still asleep—quite the irony.
As Mo Yu's voice faded, the old figure trembled slightly. Slowly, the spirit opened its eyes. After a moment of confusion, the spirit spotted Mo Yu and sighed in relief.
"Nearly ten thousand years have passed. I never thought someone would finally reach this place. You are so young, yet you possess such power. You must be an extraordinary talent in this world.
But as far as I know, this plane has not been invaded by the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan. I wonder, how did you come to know of them?"
The spirit's voice was ancient and filled with the weight of time. At the end, it also expressed a sense of puzzlement.
Hearing this, Mo Yu frowned slightly before replying calmly, "That's my secret. I can't say more. But all you need to know is that I will do my best to help you deal with the power of the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan."
The old figure gave Mo Yu a deep look before slowly nodding. "You have a heart as noble as that of my former master. It's admirable.
But I won't let you go unrewarded. If you can rid this place of the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan's power, I will give you a gift that you'll find most satisfying."
(End of Chapter)
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