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In a courtyard within Yuan City, Xiao Yan was taken aback upon hearing that Mo Yu had slain Hun Yuantian and his three companions. Even Xun'er was momentarily stunned.
"Mo Yu, your strength…" Xun'er's red lips parted slightly in astonishment.
"Hehe, I just broke through to an Eight-Star Dou Sheng," Mo Yu replied with a faint smile.
"Hiss…" Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan sucked in a breath of cold air. An Eight-Star Dou Sheng—aside from the few Nine-Star Dou Shengs, this was already standing at the peak of the continent.
Realizing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh. "No wonder those living corpses fell at your hands. I assume the Deathly Silence Gate is now in your possession as well?"
"Indeed, all four Deathly Silence Gate are now mine. The Hun Clan has suffered a silent loss this time," Mo Yu said with a smirk.
"Then congratulations are in order, Mo Yu," Xiao Yan chuckled.
The Deathly Silence Gate was a terrifying killing technique created by an ancient Dou Di, possessing extraordinary power and even granting access to the independent space known as the Deathly World.
Even Xiao Yan had only obtained the independent space of the Heavenly Tomb thanks to his ancestor, Xiao Xuan. But Mo Yu had relied on his own strength to snatch this treasure from the Hun Clan—an impressive feat.
After discussing a few more matters, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan simultaneously looked up, smiling as they welcomed the two figures entering the courtyard.
"Big Brother, Second Brother…"
One of the newcomers walked stiffly, while the other strode forward with the confidence of a dragon and tiger. These two were none other than Xiao Ding and Xiao Li, who had rushed over from the northwest region not long ago.
Xiao Ding's leg injury had been treated by Xiao Yan over this period. In the past, he had lost mobility in his legs due to the Hun Clan's poison. But with Xiao Yan's current ability, not only could he remove the poison, but even regenerating a leg wouldn't be difficult.
His stiff steps were merely due to not yet adapting to walking on his own legs again.
Seeing Mo Yu and Xiao Yan approaching with smiles, Xiao Ding and Xiao Li also grinned, their eyes filled with the deep bond of brotherhood.
"You brat, back then I was wondering why you ignored Yan Alliance. Turns out you've established an even more formidable alliance here in Central Plains.
And Mo Yu, Xiao Li has been in your care during this time. If not, with his temper, he would've surely gotten into trouble," Xiao Ding laughed.
"Haha, you flatter me, Brother Xiao Ding. Brother Xiao Li has been a great help to me. Without him, Yuan Manor wouldn't have developed this quickly," Mo Yu replied with a light smile.
"Is Yan Alliance doing well?" Xiao Yan asked with a smile.
"Yes, compared to Central Plains, it's practically a remote backwater. Even the Hun Clan hasn't extended its claws there too much. Right now, Yan Alliance dominates the northwestern region of the continent, though, of course, there are still some covetous forces watching from the shadows," Xiao Ding said with confidence.
"Oh, right…" As if recalling something, Xiao Li suddenly turned to Mo Yu and said, "A few days ago, I received word from Yuan Manor's division in Black-Corner Region. It seems that some unknown experts have appeared there. They resemble the people from Hall of Souls whom we've fought before."
Hearing this, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. The Hun Clan was interfering in Black-Corner Region—could it be…
Xiao Yan also seemed to realize something. A flash of insight suddenly struck his mind, and his body stiffened for a moment before he abruptly raised his head. His dark eyes gleamed with excitement.
"The underground magma world!"
Xiao Yan's sudden outburst startled everyone in the courtyard, and they all turned to look at him.
"What's wrong?" Xun'er asked, slightly frowning.
Xiao Yan's expression was filled with excitement as he exclaimed, "I know where the Ancient Emperor's mansion is! I've been there before!"
At this, the people present exchanged glances, but Mo Yu alone understood—Xiao Yan truly had been to that place.
"Mo Yu, Master, please gather twenty Dou Sheng experts from the allied forces to accompany me," Xiao Yan said solemnly.
"Huh? Where to?"
Everyone was momentarily stunned by Xiao Yan's abrupt order.
"Jia Nan Academy! If my guess is correct, there should be clues about Tou She Ancient Emperor's mansion there!" Xiao Yan said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Mo Yu immediately said, "In that case, let's act quickly and assemble the Dou Sheng experts. Cai Lin, Xiao Yixian, you two come with me."
Grateful for Mo Yu's support, Xiao Yan nodded and said, "We also built a spatial tunnel leading to the northwestern region before. I'll take the first group ahead. Master, please inform Uncle Gu, Lei Ying, and Patriach Yan Jin of this matter."
"Alright." Seeing the seriousness on both Xiao Yan's and Mo Yu's faces, Yao Lao nodded. If Xiao Yan's speculation was correct, this was a major event.
"But I can't be entirely sure yet. So have Uncle Gu continue the surveillance. If a large number of Hun Clan experts appear, move toward Black-Corner Region immediately!" Xiao Yan instructed swiftly.
"Understood."
After issuing these orders, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan bid farewell to Xiao Zhan before swiftly leading their forces away.
At the same time, in the Hun Realm…
Inside a grand hall engulfed in black flames, Hun Tiandi sat upon the main throne, looking down at a kneeling figure below. His voice was calm.
"What news do you bring?"
"Patriach, after an extensive investigation, we've identified five regions that match the descriptions in the ancient map. Through rigorous examination, we've determined that one of them bears the highest resemblance!" The black-robed elder reported respectfully.
"Oh?"
For the first time, a glimmer of light appeared in Hun Tiandi's indifferent eyes. Smiling faintly, he said, "Speak."
"That region is known as Black-Corner Region. Though it is home to numerous factions, its terrain nearly matches the ancient map exactly," the elder said gravely.
"Black-Corner Region…"
Hun Tiandi slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping across the hall. "Which of our forces is closest to that location?"
"Patriach, Elder Hun You is currently in that region. He oversees Hall of Souls's operations outside of Central Plains." Someone in the hall responded.
"Send orders—mobilize all Hall of Souls members outside Central Plains. Have them head to Black-Corner Region and clear it completely. Hun You should know what to do," Hun Tiandi said coolly.
"Yes!"
The black-robed elder immediately bowed and withdrew.
Watching the elder leave, Hun Tiandi slowly lifted his head. The smile on his lips widened before turning into hearty laughter that echoed through the grand hall.
"At last, I've found you, Ancient Emperor's mansion!"
Black-Corner Region
Today was a joyous occasion for Jia Nan Academy, as it marked the enrollment of new students and the promotion of older students to the Inner Academy. The academy held a grand ceremony in celebration, filling the entire campus with an atmosphere of excitement.
On the ceremonial plaza, a vast crowd had gathered. Countless voices blended into a thunderous roar that soared into the sky.
In the center of the square stood several sizable arenas, each bustling with explosive bursts of Dou Qi as figures clashed against one another.
The intense duels sent waves of energy rippling through the air, creating a scene of electrifying fervor. Occasionally, victors would stand tall in triumph, drawing the admiring gazes of numerous young women, their eyes shimmering with intrigue.
The entire academy was brimming with the unique vitality of youth.
At the heart of these arenas, three massive stone statues loomed, one depicting an elderly figure, while the other two appeared youthful and refined. Judging by their features, they seemed to be of an age with the current students, a detail that left many new arrivals puzzled.
"Senior, we know one of them is the legendary headmaster, but who are the other two? They don't seem that famous," a group of lively young girls encircled a tall, graceful woman, their voices filled with curiosity.
"They are the two most outstanding figures in the history of Jia Nan Academy. Have you heard of the Mo Gang and Pan Gate? These two senior brothers founded them. Even the renowned Yuan Manor of the Black-Corner Region falls under Senior Mo Yu's influence."
The tall woman's beautiful eyes carried a hint of admiration as she glanced at the elegant statue. A faint smile graced her lips as she continued, "The fact that you were able to pass safely through the Black-Corner Region upon arriving here is all thanks to Yuan Manor's deterrence.
In the past, new students used to die every year while traveling through that place… You all should know firsthand just how ruthless that region can be."
"That sounds pretty incredible! Hehe, so where are those two seniors now?" one of the girls giggled.
"They left Jia Nan Academy long ago. Last I heard from an elder, both of them went to Central Plains, the legendary land of countless powerhouses. So, you'd best not entertain any wild fantasies…"
"Sounds like Senior is the one fantasizing."
"You looking for a beating?"
"…."
On the elevated platform, Su Qian observed the lively square with a gentle smile on his aged face. Lifting his gaze, he looked toward the two youthful statues and couldn't help but shake his head. It had been over a decade since those two had left the academy.
"I wonder how those two brats are doing now. With their talent and ability, their achievements should be quite remarkable by now…" Su Qian murmured to himself.
Over the years, Jia Nan Academy had welcomed many geniuses with extraordinary potential, yet none could truly compare to Mo Yu and Xiao Yan in their prime.
"Elder Su Qian."
A voice suddenly called out from behind. Su Qian turned around and smiled.
Standing behind him were two figures—one man, one woman. The woman wore a fiery red dress, a whip coiled around her slender waist. Her delicate yet imposing presence made some students hesitant to even glance at her.
After all, in the academy, everyone knew of Hu Jia's fearsome reputation as the "Demonic Instructor." Being targeted by her meant days of misery.
Beside her stood a young man with a cold expression. A massive heavy sword was strapped to his back, and simply standing there, he emanated a suffocating aura.
These two were the most outstanding students of the current Jia Nan Academy. If Mo Yu and Xiao Yan were here, they would immediately recognize these familiar faces—Hu Jia and Wu Hao.
As more elders and instructors took their seats, Su Qian slowly rose to his feet.
His mere action caused the once-noisy square to gradually quiet down.
One after another, countless eyes focused on him. At present, Su Qian was undoubtedly the one in control of Jia Nan Academy. As for Mang Tianchi, the so-called headmaster, his absence had been so long that even some instructors were beginning to forget his name.
"Stu—"
Just as Su Qian began speaking, his brow suddenly furrowed. His gaze shifted beyond the crowd, locking onto the distant horizon.
A sharp, violent gust of wind whistled through the air, carrying with it the scent of blood and an ominous killing intent.
"Wu Hao."
Years of leading the academy had granted Su Qian an unwavering composure. He calmly called out, "Enforcement Unit, all elders—stand on guard!"
Wu Hao immediately soared into the air, his voice stern as he commanded, "All enforcement members, be ready!"
At his order, figures swiftly emerged throughout the academy, taking positions around the square with wary gazes fixed on the sky.
The abrupt tension left many students bewildered. However, under the instructors' reassurances, the crowd refrained from panicking.
The ominous wind roared louder and louder. Moments later, a swarm of dark figures flickered into view, swiftly arriving above the academy.
"Today is a joyous occasion for Jia Nan Academy. We are not prepared to receive guests. I hope you all understand," Su Qian said with a frown. From these people, he sensed an overwhelming stench of blood, making his heart sink. These are not allies…
"Joyous occasion?"
A chilling voice responded with a soft chuckle.
The leading figure slowly pulled back his hood, revealing a withered face. His indifferent gaze swept across Su Qian before he said flatly, "One hour. Evacuate everyone from the Black-Corner Region. Is that enough?"
"That's not the kind of joke one should make."
Expressions darkened across the crowd. Su Qian's voice turned grave. If not for being unable to gauge this man's strength, he would have already attacked.
"If it's not enough, then I suppose we'll just have to kill them all."
The black-robed elder spoke in a chillingly indifferent tone. "They may only be children, but sacrifices must be made…"
His words ignited fury in the eyes of everyone present.
"Elder Hun You, those statues… they look like Mo Yu and Xiao Yan!"
A voice suddenly came from the black-robed figures in the sky.
"Oh? The same Mo Yu and Xiao Yan who repeatedly foiled our clan's plans?"
Hun You's expression darkened instantly. His cold gaze fell upon the statues before he let out a sinister laugh.
"I had considered showing some mercy, but since you dared to erect statues of those two here… it seems we must drown this place in blood!"
"Listen well! Wipe them all out—leave no survivors!"
As his command fell, an overwhelming killing intent erupted, engulfing the entire academy!
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