Chapter 637: Crushing Battle, Cai Lin Emerges from Seclusion
A sudden icy voice thundered through the sky like a clap of furious thunder, instantly catching everyone's attention. Countless gazes turned toward the source of the voice in shock and curiosity.
In the sky, where the attention of all was focused, a large shadow quickly dissipated, revealing a young man with black hair and silver eyes. His expression was cold as he appeared in full view of the crowd.
"It's the leader of Yuan Mansion, Mo Yu! He actually came to the Beast Domain?"
"The Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe is now part of Yuan Mansion. With the Sky Serpent Clan launching an attack, it's only natural for Mo Yu to step in."
"I've heard that even the Hall of Souls Master was defeated by Mo Yu. I wonder who is stronger, him or Huang Tian?"
"Tch, he's just a human. How could he compare to Lord Huang Tian? The battle prowess of our magical beast race is not something that humans of the same level can compete with. Mo Yu may be famous in Central Plains, but this time, he'll learn the true strength of the magical beast race!"
"Lord of the Mansion! Clan Leader!"
The sudden turn of events quickly caught the attention of the elders of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe, who were being entangled in a fierce battle. When they saw Mo Yu, joy instantly spread across their faces.
With Mo Yu and Yao Ming's timely arrival, the troublesome situation they were facing today would no longer be a problem.
Far in the sky, Mo Yu nodded slightly to the elders before lowering his gaze to the Nine Serene Yellow Springs below. With a wave of his sleeve, the water columns that Huang Tian had forcibly drawn out were gently sent back into the springs, and the large vortex was smoothed over.
"Huang Tian, how dare you invade the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe! Do you really think you're invincible?" Yao Ming's eyes burned with rage as he gazed at his fallen tribe members. His voice was filled with fury as he roared at Huang Tian.
"Hmph, Yao Ming, you were once a ruler of the Beast Domain, and now you've become the lackey of a mere human. You've truly lost your way!" Huang Tian sneered, showing no concern for Yao Ming's anger. He then turned his attention to the silver-eyed youth nearby, his gaze narrowing.
"So, you're the famous Mo Yu?"
Mo Yu's face remained cold as he smirked and replied, "Old bird, what do you want?"
Huang Tian's face darkened instantly, his golden eyes locking onto Mo Yu with cold fury. "You sharp-tongued brat, you've finally shown yourself. Over the years, you've repeatedly sabotaged my clan's plans, and you even stole the wings of my Sky Serpent Clan. Today, I will take your life to show the world that those who cross my clan will face death—no exceptions!"
As Huang Tian uttered his final words, a dazzling golden light exploded from behind him. A pair of massive golden wings, several hundred feet wide, stretched out from his back, emanating an aura of majesty and power.
"Before saying something like that, you should make sure you have the strength to back it up," Mo Yu sneered.
"Don't think that just because you defeated the Hall of Souls Master, you have the right to be arrogant in front of me!" Huang Tian's eyes flashed with coldness. With a powerful flap of his enormous golden wings, he ripped through the space between them, almost teleporting directly in front of Mo Yu. His massive hand, glowing with golden light, shot forward, transforming into a giant claw aimed at Mo Yu. As it descended, the space around Mo Yu began to shatter violently.
"Thunder Dragon Roar!"
The speed of Huang Tian's attack made Mo Yu's eyes narrow slightly, but he did not dodge. With a quick hand seal, a massive golden thunder dragon surged forward, its terrifying electric currents crackling wildly, brimming with immense power.
"Boom!"
The thunder dragon and the golden claw collided in midair, causing a wild burst of energy to spread out, tearing apart the clouds in the sky. The force of the impact caused Mo Yu to tremble slightly, but despite Huang Tian's strength as a late-stage Five-Star Dou Saint, it didn't pose much of a threat to Mo Yu. His body merely shook for a moment before stabilizing.
In contrast, Huang Tian fared worse. The fierce electric currents from the golden thunder dragon scorched his hand, releasing a faint smell of burnt flesh—clearly suffering at the hands of Mo Yu's attack.
"Impressive. So, this is the power that defeated the Hall of Souls Master," Huang Tian muttered coldly. He glanced at his slightly charred hand, and with a surge of golden light, the burn marks healed quickly.
Mo Yu said nothing, but his shoulders shook as the bone wings of the Sky Serpent Clan unfolded behind him. These wings, now infused with the power of the Void Lightning, crackled with space-bending energy.
With a flap of his wings, Mo Yu shot forward, challenging Huang Tian to a battle of speed.
"Challenging me in speed?"
Huang Tian sneered, flapping his massive wings. The sound of rushing wind roared through the sky as his figure moved with an eye-blurring speed, quickly closing the gap between them and appearing right behind Mo Yu.
"Boom!"
Huang Tian's fist, bathed in golden light, shot toward Mo Yu's head with tremendous force.
"Shhh!"
The punch landed squarely on Mo Yu's figure, but it passed right through, revealing that it was only an afterimage.
"A shadow clone?!"
Huang Tian's pupils shrank. His body spun instinctively, arms crossed in defense.
"Bang!"
At that moment, Mo Yu's golden lightning fist pierced the air like a bolt of thunder, crashing into Huang Tian's crossed arms. The impact sent Huang Tian flying hundreds of feet through the air, and before he could recover, another strike was already on its way.
"Golden Lightning Finger!"
After delivering several swift strikes, Mo Yu's eyes flashed coldly. With two fingers brought together, golden lightning spiraled around them like a sharp drill, cutting through Huang Tian's Dou Qi defense and piercing deep into his chest.
"Curse you!"
Huang Tian roared in fury as a sharp pain exploded from his chest. His massive golden wings, as sharp as blades, slashed toward Mo Yu.
"Explode!"
Mo Yu leaped back and formed a hand seal, a cold smile tugging at his lips. The golden lightning that had pierced Huang Tian's chest suddenly exploded into a terrifying sea of thunder.
The golden lightning sea surged across the sky, and everything it touched was instantly obliterated. Huang Tian's furious roars echoed as he struggled against the devastating attack.
When the thunderstorm finally subsided, Huang Tian's figure reappeared. Seeing his current state caused many onlookers to flinch.
Huang Tian, once so composed and majestic, was now in shambles. Most of his clothing had been burned away, and his chest was scorched black. A deep, bloody hole marred his left cheek, rendering his once-handsome face hideously disfigured.
"Oh? You're still standing..." Mo Yu muttered, raising an eyebrow. After all, the golden thunder that Xiao Jin had absorbed was now on par with the power of a Six-Star Dou Saint.
Despite being gravely injured, Huang Tian had managed to survive, a testament to the strength of the Sky Serpent Clan's leader and his formidable body.
Not far away, Huang Tian gingerly touched his disfigured face, his expression dark and stormy. He stared at his ragged state, a sense of dread creeping into his heart.
He hadn't expected Mo Yu to be this difficult to handle. Not only did Mo Yu surpass him in speed, but his overall power was far beyond what Huang Tian had anticipated.
The golden thunder's violent energy had left him feeling uneasy, and for the first time, Huang Tian began to consider retreating. Mo Yu's strength had exceeded all of his expectations.
"Cursed Soul Clan! They tricked me! This brat is no ordinary Five-Star Dou Saint!" Huang Tian cursed internally. He had been goaded into coming here by the Soul Clan, hoping to kill Mo Yu and settle the score. But now he realized just how dangerous his opponent was.
As Huang Tian debated whether to continue the fight or flee, a massive pillar of nine-colored light suddenly burst from the Nine Serene Yellow Springs, rising into the sky and separating Mo Yu from Huang Tian.
The pillar glowed with a dazzling array of colors, painting the sky with its brilliance.
"What is this?"
The sudden development drew the attention of everyone within miles, leaving many shocked and confused by the unexpected spectacle.
"This pressure..."
The elders of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe gazed at the pillar in awe, sensing a deep, primal power that resonated with their very blood and souls.
Mo Yu, too, shifted his gaze from Huang Tian to the pillar of light. His expression softened as he realized what was happening. With a small smile, he murmured to himself, "It's Cai Lin... She's succeeded. The legendary Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python is about to return to the world."
As Mo Yu marveled at the sight, the massive nine-colored pillar began to crack. With a deafening explosion, a colossal nine-colored serpent tail shot out of the pillar, and before long, the entire pillar shattered, revealing a giant serpent larger than Huang Tian himself—a breathtaking nine-colored python.
"Hiss..."
Gasps filled the air as countless onlookers stared in shock at the serpent that now spanned the sky.
"That's... the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python!" someone muttered.
"No... It's the legendary Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python!" Mo Yu chuckled softly.
"Impossible! How could there still be a Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python in this world?"
Huang Tian's eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at the massive serpent. This creature, capable of rivaling the mightiest beings of the magical beast race, shouldn't exist in the present era.
The surrounding magical beasts were just as stunned. The return of a long-lost ancient beast ruler, the Nine-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, was beyond anything they could have imagined.
As the world held its breath in silence, the massive serpent coiled its body, its colorful scales shimmering with ancient power. The serpent's form then began to shrink until it transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman.
The light in the sky faded, revealing the figure of the woman to all who were watching.
She was cold, alluring, and bewitching—her beauty so captivating it could bring nations to their knees.
As countless hearts skipped a beat, the woman casually gestured to the sky, summoning the dozens of Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Pythons that had appeared with her. They transformed into beams of multicolored light and were absorbed into her body.
Each of those serpents had been a soul of the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python—a feat that left the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Tribe elders dumbfounded.
How could there be so many souls of the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python at once?
Ignoring their shock, the woman's lazy, icy gaze swept across the sky like a queen surveying her subjects—aloof and commanding.
Her eyes briefly glanced over the crowd below before shifting away without a second thought.
Then, she tilted her head slightly, gazing toward a figure not far away. A young man with silver eyes stood there, waiting calmly with a gentle smile on his face, like a husband welcoming his wife home from work. His expression was full of warmth, and his silver eyes sparkled with joy.
When the woman's eyes met his, her previously cold and seductive face softened into a radiant smile—like a blooming peony, beautiful beyond words.
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