Chapter 691: The Fall of the Soul Emperor, the First Mystic Thunder
"An Emperor's weapon, the Divine Black Thunder Spear!"
As everyone's gaze fell on the black thunder spear in Mo Yu's hand, which radiated an overwhelming dragon's might, their expressions became one of sheer terror and shock.
Although Dou Qi Continent had seen Emperor-tier pills before, no one had ever witnessed an Emperor-tier weapon. Yet, Mo Yu now held the first Emperor-tier weapon in the history of the Dou Qi Continent—the Divine Black Thunder Spear!
"Oh, an Emperor-tier weapon, huh…"
Xiao Yan glanced at the black dragon spear in Mo Yu's hand, his face growing serious. Although the Ancient Eternal Flame Ruler he held, fused from 22 types of Heavenly Flames, was already incredibly powerful, Xiao Yan knew that if the two weapons clashed, Mo Yu's Divine Black Thunder Spear would come out on top. After all, an Emperor-tier weapon was equivalent to the power of a Dou Emperor itself!
Thinking this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a bit envious of Mo Yu. Owning an Emperor-tier weapon was a temptation even a Dou Emperor would struggle to resist. One day, if the opportunity arose, Xiao Yan vowed to ask his cousin Mo Yu to forge one for him as well.
As for defeating the Soul Heavenly Emperor, Xiao Yan was now full of confidence. He even had a faint feeling that, even without his help, the Soul Heavenly Emperor was no match for his cousin Mo Yu!
On the other side, Mo Yu gently stroked the Divine Black Thunder Spear, feeling the immense power coursing through it. A smile appeared on his lips.
Not only had he successfully broken through to become a Dou Emperor in the past half year, but the Divine Black Thunder Spear had also evolved into a true Emperor-tier weapon.
Back in the Ancient Emperor's tomb, even an Emperor-tier embryo pill—before it fully matured—had been enough to overpower Zhu Kun, Gu Yuan, and the Soul Heavenly Emperor, all of whom were peak Nine-Star Dou Saints. This demonstrated the sheer power of such Emperor-tier objects.
Now, with the Divine Black Thunder Spear in hand, Mo Yu's combat strength had nearly doubled. He felt confident that he could take on the Soul Heavenly Emperor alone without any problem.
"Soul Heavenly Emperor, to fall at the hands of my brother and me is an honorable death for you."
Mo Yu twirled the spear, sending violent lightning crashing down like a raging storm. He then moved to stand beside Xiao Yan. One held the black dragon thunder spear, the other held the brilliant flame ruler—they were like gods, radiating a pressure so immense that it was impossible to look directly at them.
Facing the newly crowned Thunder Emperor and Flame Emperor, the Soul Heavenly Emperor's fate was already sealed.
"Damn it! I will not lose!"
Seeing the sight before him, the Soul Heavenly Emperor's heart filled with terror. Either Mo Yu or Xiao Yan was formidable enough on their own, but facing both at the same time filled him with a deep sense of powerlessness.
But he knew there was no turning back now. Even if he begged for mercy, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan would never let him go. His only option was to fight to the death!
With a crazed laugh, the Soul Heavenly Emperor spat out another mouthful of blood essence and grabbed hold of the blood blade. The sharp blade sliced his palm, and the flowing blood was instantly absorbed by the weapon.
"Die!"
With his blood-red hair flying wildly, the Soul Heavenly Emperor's face twisted into a terrifying expression. He leaped through the void, and the blood blade in his hand expanded, tearing through the sky like a deadly beam aimed at Mo Yu and Xiao Yan.
Seeing the lethal blood blade hurtling toward them, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged a glance before charging forward. Mo Yu stepped forward first, the terrifying thunder energy surging from the black dragon spear as it tore through space, colliding with the blood blade.
At the same time, Xiao Yan followed closely behind, wielding the dazzling flame ruler. With a fierce strike, the flame ruler also clashed against the blood blade.
Clang!
A violent storm erupted from the clash, ripping through the protective barrier of the battlefield in an instant and sending everyone flying hundreds of meters away. Even the walls of the massive city of Yuan, extending for thousands of miles, were reduced to dust.
The force of the clash also sent the Heavenly Flame Platform crashing to the ground, creating a giant crater that spanned tens of thousands of miles.
High above, those still able to fly gathered around the edge of the crater, their gazes fixed on the bottom. Everyone knew that this was the decisive battle, and the outcome would be determined here!
Countless eyes focused on the Heavenly Flame Platform where three bloody figures struggled to rise. Their Emperor Bodies had been broken in the fierce battle, but while Mo Yu and Xiao Yan's Emperor Bodies had faded, their auras were still much more stable than that of the Soul Heavenly Emperor. It was clear that Mo Yu and Xiao Yan had gained the upper hand in this confrontation.
Seeing this, Gu Yuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
The fate of the Dou Qi Continent hung in the balance with this battle. If the Soul Heavenly Emperor won, the continent would fall into darkness, and the allied forces would be wiped out. Fortunately, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan, these two prodigies, had succeeded in stopping the Soul Heavenly Emperor's ambition.
"Damn it, Mo Yu, Xiao Yan, even if you win today, you cannot kill me! When I return, it will be your end!"
Struggling to his feet, the Soul Heavenly Emperor floated into the air, a wave of weakness washing over him. He glared hatefully at Mo Yu and Xiao Yan, laughing sinisterly.
According to ancient secrets passed down in the Soul Clan, the Soul Heavenly Emperor knew that other continents might exist beyond the Dou Qi Continent. If he could escape to one of those lands, where Mo Yu and Xiao Yan couldn't follow, he could recover and rebuild his strength. Then, he would return and take his revenge.
With that plan in mind, the Soul Heavenly Emperor turned and fled.
"Humph, leaving? It won't be that easy," Mo Yu snorted coldly. His figure blurred as he blocked the Soul Heavenly Emperor's path.
Cough Xiao Yan, still coughing up blood and looking pale, quickly followed, forming a pincer with Mo Yu to surround the Soul Heavenly Emperor.
"Cousin Xiao Yan, keep an eye on him and don't let him escape. Leave the rest to me," Mo Yu said, glancing at Xiao Yan's injuries.
In the original timeline, Xiao Yan had to burn his Dou Emperor Body to seal the Soul Heavenly Emperor. But with Mo Yu here, that wasn't necessary. With the power of the Divine Black Thunder Spear, Mo Yu was confident he could finish off the Soul Heavenly Emperor himself.
Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Having exhausted all his abilities, Xiao Yan's last resort was to burn his own Dou Emperor Body to become one with the Heavenly Flames. However, burning the Dou Emperor Body would take hundreds of years—perhaps even longer—to recover, and there was no guarantee he could regain his strength.
So, Xiao Yan chose to trust his cousin, knowing Mo Yu could handle the Soul Heavenly Emperor.
"I'll hold him off. The rest is up to you, cousin," Xiao Yan said.
"Thanks, cousin," Mo Yu replied with a slight nod. His silver eyes fixed on the Soul Heavenly Emperor as he sneered.
"You won't be getting away…"
Wiping the blood from his lips, Mo Yu's face twisted into a chilling grin as the Divine Black Thunder Spear slowly rose into the sky.
At the same time, multicolored lightning erupted from Mo Yu's body, shaking the earth as it seemed the entire world had been engulfed in thunder.
Moments later, twelve bolts of Mystic Thunder shot out, swirling around the Divine Black Thunder Spear. With the power of these twelve thunders, the spear's black lightning grew even more intense. Just one look was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart.
"An Emperor-tier weapon... what is he planning…?"
Seeing this, the Soul Heavenly Emperor's face turned pale with fear. He didn't know what Mo Yu was up to, but the pressure from the Emperor-tier weapon made him feel an overwhelming sense of danger.
As the Soul Heavenly Emperor trembled in fear, Mo Yu smiled faintly. The Divine Black Thunder Spear's lightning surged even more fiercely.
"Good luck, my lord!"
"Thunder Emperor, invincible!"
The crowd below, sensing the power of Mo Yu's next move, knelt in prayer. Waves of people, like a black sea, prayed for Mo Yu's victory.
"With an Emperor-tier weapon as the arrow and Mystic Thunder as the bow, Soul Heavenly Emperor, the calamity of the continent ends today!"
With a wave of his sleeve, the twelve bolts of Mystic Thunder transformed into a massive thunder bow. The multicolored lightning arced across the bow, scorching the space around it.
At the same time, the Divine Black Thunder Spear absorbed the tremendous energy of the twelve bolts of Mystic Thunder. Its aura grew even more violent as Mo Yu drew it back like an arrow on the thunder bowstring.
The bow and arrow ready, Mo Yu pulled the string to its full extent, aiming directly at the Soul Heavenly Emperor.
Seeing himself targeted by the terrifying spear, the Soul Heavenly Emperor's face turned ashen. He could feel the presence of death. In a panic, he attempted to flee.
Whoosh!
But before he could escape, the terrifying Divine Black Thunder Spear pierced through the void, shooting straight through the Soul Heavenly Emperor's body with unstoppable force.
Boom!
"My clan's thousand-year plan, ruined by you… Mo Yu, I won't accept this, I won't accept it!"
Under countless watchful eyes, the spear pierced the Soul Heavenly Emperor's chest, and in that moment, his life force began to dissipate rapidly. Even as a Dou Emperor, he couldn't survive the overwhelming power of the Emperor-tier weapon.
Mo Yu's eyes flickered, and in an instant, he appeared above the dying Soul Heavenly Emperor.
Without hesitation, Mo Yu slammed his palm onto the Soul Heavenly Emperor's head, drawing out a crimson blood thunder from his body.
"So this is the Blood Demon Heart-Corroding Thunder... perfect for filling the gap in the Mystic Thunder rankings," Mo Yu said with a smile.
The Mystic Thunder rankings contained thirteen types of Mystic Thunder, and even in his previous life, Mo Yu hadn't collected them all. Now, with this Blood Demon Heart-Corroding Thunder, he could fill the first spot on the list.
"Still missing something…" Sensing the weakened state of the blood thunder, Mo Yu stroked his chin before glancing at the Soul Heavenly Emperor with a smile.
"In that case, let's use you as a sacrifice."
The blood thunder had been created by the countless lives sacrificed by the Soul Heavenly Emperor in the Central Plains. Though powerful, it still lacked the strength to claim the top spot on the Mystic Thunder rankings. However, if it could absorb the blood and flesh of the Soul Heavenly Emperor, a Dou Emperor, it would undoubtedly become the strongest.
With that, Mo Yu wasted no time. He withdrew the Divine Black Thunder Spear and, under the terrified gaze of the Soul Heavenly Emperor, threw him into the blood thunder.
Ah!
Ah!
…
In a matter of moments, the Soul Heavenly Emperor was engulfed by the blood thunder. The ferocious energy and resentment contained within the thunderstormed through his body, while his blood and flesh were quickly devoured.
The Soul Heavenly Emperor's screams echoed from within the thunderstorm. Even he hadn't expected to be consumed and refined by the very thunder he had created.
Seeing this, Mo Yu smirked. He watched as the Blood Demon Heart-Corroding Thunder grew stronger and more menacing, satisfied that he now possessed all thirteen types of Mystic Thunder. Now, he could venture into the Great Thousand Worlds without worry.
Below, countless people trembled as they watched the Soul Heavenly Emperor being devoured. The apocalyptic nightmare they had endured for the past half-year had finally come to an end.
"Did we win?"
Hearing the deafening cheers from across the Central Plains, Gu Yuan and the others were stunned as they stared at Mo Yu hovering in the sky. Had this catastrophe finally been stopped?
"We… we've won…"
After a moment of shock, the faces of Gu Yuan and the others broke into wide smiles. They exchanged glances, overwhelmed with joy, and soon they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Their laughter was wild and unrestrained, a release of the tension they had carried for so long.
"Mo Yu…"
Lei Fei'er and Cai Lin, standing among the women below, gazed up at Mo Yu's figure, a deep sense of pride welling in their hearts.
This was their man—the savior of the continent.
The Thunder Emperor, Mo Yu.
The cheers from the crowd snapped Mo Yu out of his thoughts. Glancing down at the shattered Central Plains, he exchanged a smile with Xiao Yan, a feeling of unprecedented relief spreading through both of them.
"At last, we can rest…" (End of Chapter)
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