Chapter 603: Reclaiming Power, Yellow Spring Demon Saint
"Chief Yaoming?"
"Isn't he supposed to be Chief Yao Xiaotian's older brother, the former leader of the clan? But back then, Chief Yao Xiaotian said that he went mad during cultivation and died. How could he suddenly appear after being missing for hundreds of years?"
The crowd's murmurs echoed through the air. Upon hearing these whispers, Yao Xiaotian's face twitched in anger. His eyes met those of the elder with the red snake coiled around his shoulder. Gritting his teeth, he shouted fiercely, "Silence! Don't let this man deceive you. He must be an imposter working with that traitor, pretending to be my brother to cause chaos in our clan. Elders, activate the grand formation and kill him now!"
Hearing this, the elders hesitated, their movements slowing as uncertainty crept in.
"Haha, Yao Xiaotian, are you so eager to silence me?" Yaoming sneered. "I was poisoned and sealed beneath the Nine Nether Yellow Springs by you and the Great Elder. Now that I've escaped, you can't wait to reveal your true colors!"
"What?"
Yaoming's words hit like thunder, shocking everyone. All eyes immediately turned to Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder.
"Great Elder, is what Yaoming says true?" one of the elders angrily shouted.
"He's an imposter! How could you believe him?" the Great Elder retorted. No sooner had the words left his mouth than his figure disappeared, reappearing directly in front of Yaoming. His hands, now black and withered, gave off a foul, poisonous stench as he struck.
"Withered Leaf Poison Palm!"
"How dare you!"
Just as the Great Elder's attack was about to land, a fierce voice roared from below. Suddenly, a flash of violet light appeared, and Zihuo, having returned to human form, intercepted the blow. His body surged with a primitive force as he clashed head-on with the Great Elder.
"Clang!"
The two forces collided, sending a violent shockwave through the air. The impact shattered a nearby mountain into pieces.
After trading blows, the Great Elder was forced back two steps. His face darkened as he glared at Zihuo, a sinister smile creeping across his lips. "Boy, you must have a death wish!"
"Hmph, Great Elder, you seem rather desperate," Yaoming said coldly as he stepped forward. His eyes gleamed as he opened his mouth, and a black beam shot out, transforming into a half-meter-long black staff that landed in his hand.
The staff was completely black, with two lifelike black serpents coiling around its top. Between the two snakes, a black pearl the size of a fist glowed faintly with a chilling light.
"Elders, do you recognize this?"
"The Nine Nether Staff? That's the long-lost Nine Nether Staff!"
"That's the symbol of the clan chief!"
Upon seeing the black staff, the expressions of all the elders in the sky changed dramatically. Their eyes filled with fervor.
"No wonder I could never find the Nine Nether Staff—it was hidden inside this scoundrel's body," Yao Xiaotian muttered darkly, his fists clenching tightly.
"Elders, even if Yaoming was once the chief, he has been absent from clan affairs for too long and is no longer fit to lead. If he is willing to hand over the Nine Nether Staff, then we can give him a place in the clan," the Great Elder said coldly.
"That's right, Chief Yaoming. Give the Nine Nether Staff to Chief Yao Xiaotian," some elders chimed in. They were loyal to Yao Xiaotian and knew where their loyalties lay.
"You're mistaken, Great Elder. According to the rules of our clan, whoever holds the Nine Nether Staff is the rightful chief!" Some of Yaoming's old allies and other clear-headed elders voiced their support. These individuals weren't easily fooled and could piece together the truth of the situation.
"Elder Ming is right," others quickly agreed. There were clearly many elders still loyal to Yaoming.
"You fools! Die!"
Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder's expressions turned cold as they exchanged a glance. In the next instant, both of them launched an attack, their combined force like a violent storm aimed directly at Yaoming.
It seemed they had decided to use overwhelming force to eliminate Yaoming quickly and restore order.
The power of two Battle Saints working together was enough to shake the heavens and the earth!
Watching Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder strike at the same time, Mo Yu snorted in disdain.
One of them was a mid-level One-Star Battle Saint, while the other was at the peak of One-Star. Together, they were indeed formidable, but if they wanted to kill Yaoming, they'd have to get past Mo Yu first.
"Cornered rats!" Mo Yu's body trembled, and he unleashed his Great Sun Wild Thunder Body to its fullest. In an instant, his body grew to six and a half meters tall. His skin shimmered with golden lightning as a deep, thunderous sound emanated from his pores.
"Heavenly Gang Thunder Body, Second Stage!"
Mo Yu wasn't satisfied with just this. With a single thought, his energy surged, and a tribal lightning mark appeared on his forehead.
Under the combination of the two techniques, Mo Yu's aura skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, he reached the half-step Two-Star Battle Saint level, surpassing even the Great Elder!
"What secret technique is this? How can he suddenly jump two or three levels? Even Heaven-tier secret techniques couldn't achieve this!"
Both Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder were stunned. Among Battle Saints, even small differences in power were significant, yet Mo Yu had leaped several levels in an instant. Such strength was incredibly rare.
Now empowered, Mo Yu didn't hesitate. He raised his hands, gathering terrifying electric currents, which formed into a storm in his palms. Without retreating an inch, he met the combined attack of Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder head-on.
Each clash sent shockwaves rippling through space, collapsing entire sections of the battlefield. The aftershocks of their blows leveled mountain ranges and created deep craters in the ground. The destructive power of Battle Saints was unimaginable.
"Boom!"
After only a brief exchange, Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder were forced to retreat, their blood surging from within as they stared at Mo Yu in shock.
They could hardly believe it. How could a young human at the early stage of One-Star Battle Saint force them back so easily?
"Damn it! Where did Yaoming find such a powerful ally? He's stronger than we could have imagined!"
Yao Xiaotian's face was dark and tense. Mo Yu's overwhelming strength was making the situation difficult to control. Combined with Zihuo, who was ready to strike at any moment, today's conflict would not be easily resolved.
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