Chapter 498: Chapter 496: Rearguard, Ninth Tianzun
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Ghost Zhai Xing? I didn’t expect someone of your stature to be guarding this place."
Yao Lao’s expression darkened as he gazed at the strange elder who had suddenly appeared.
"Haha, the Hall Master holds you in high regard, so I was sent here, though you failed to notice me."
The elder known as Old Ghost Zhai Xing smiled faintly, then turned his gaze toward Xiao Yan and Mo Yu. "Moreover, I was hoping to catch a big fish, and to my surprise, I hooked an extra one."
"You knew I’d come?" Xiao Yan sneered.
"It was only a matter of time," Old Ghost Zhai Xing replied with a smile.
"You’re the real prize. The Hall Master’s interest in you far surpasses that in Yao Chen. Of course, I’m referring to the ’key’ of the Xiao Clan. That item must be with you.
Even though your father refused to divulge its whereabouts, given the Xiao Clan’s current state, the most promising person is you. Keeping the ’key’ with you is the safest option.
As for the helper you brought along, in other places, the Hall of Souls might hesitate to act, but since this boy has delivered himself to death’s door, don’t blame me for striking him down!"
Mo Yu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.
This old man wasn’t just targeting Xiao Yan but also had designs on him?
"Father?" Xiao Yan’s face suddenly changed.
"Don’t engage him. Leave now. You’re no match for him," Yao Lao urged in a low voice upon seeing Xiao Yan’s grim expression.
Xiao Yan clenched his teeth but nodded reluctantly.
"Now that I’ve revealed myself, how can I let you leave unscathed?"
Old Ghost Zhai Xing sneered as his pale hand extended from his sleeve. Black mist surged and instantly condensed into a massive black palm, striking viciously toward Xiao Yan.
"Whoosh!"
The terrifying sound of rushing wind caused Xiao Yan’s expression to shift. He quickly moved his hands to form seals.
"Skyfire Three Mysterious Change! First Change! Second Change! Third Change!"
A cold shout echoed in Xiao Yan’s mind as his aura surged. A purple-brown flame burst from his palm, transforming into a fire dragon that roared and collided with the massive palm.
"Boom!"
An earth-shaking explosion reverberated within the hall as the terrifying shockwave shattered several nearby black chains.
The shockwave pushed Xiao Yan back more than ten steps, his internal energy churning.
"This old ghost is at the peak of Five-Star Dou Zun. Don’t clash head-on with him!" Yao Lao quickly advised upon seeing Xiao Yan forced back.
Xiao Yan’s face darkened upon hearing this.
"Cousin Xiao Yan, you take Yao Lao and leave first. I’ll handle this old ghost," Mo Yu said calmly.
"Brother Mo Yu, but..." Xiao Yan hesitated.
Although Mo Yu had reached the Dou Zun realm, Old Ghost Zhai Xing was at the peak of Five-Star Dou Zun—a significant difference in strength.
"Don’t worry, I have my ways." Mo Yu smiled confidently.
Recalling Mo Yu’s undefeated record, Xiao Yan’s confidence grew. He nodded solemnly.
"Then I’ll leave it to you, cousin. I’ll return to assist you once I’ve escorted my master out!"
"Thank you, Brother Mo Yu," Yao Lao said gratefully.
"Haha, no need for thanks. You two go now." Mo Yu chuckled.
Xiao Yan nodded, letting Yao Lao enter his storage ring before dashing toward the hall’s exit.
"Dream on if you think you can escape!"
Old Ghost Zhai Xing sneered, spreading his fingers. Five streams of viscous black mist shot from his fingertips, forming eerie black chains that pierced through the void, appearing above Xiao Yan’s head in an instant.
The sudden attack caused Xiao Yan’s expression to change, but before he could react, a thunderous lightning dragon roared forth, shredding the chains to pieces.
"Haha, Old Ghost Zhai Xing, are you disregarding me?" Mo Yu stood in front of Xiao Yan, smirking coldly at the elder.
After signaling Xiao Yan to continue, Mo Yu remained standing, ready to confront the enemy.
"Whoosh!"
Seeing Xiao Yan’s retreating figure, Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s face darkened. Another black chain shot out, piercing the air and chasing after Xiao Yan.
"Bang!"
Just as the chain was about to ensnare Xiao Yan, a silver figure appeared, kicking the chain aside. The chain embedded itself into the black stone floor, cracking the surrounding rock.
Taking advantage of the moment, Xiao Yan completely escaped the chain’s grasp and vanished into the distance.
"A brat from the Lei Clan? Courting death!" Old Ghost Zhai Xing turned his attention to Mo Yu, his voice icy.
"Just a mere Five-Star Dou Zun, and you think you can stop me? Isn’t that a bit arrogant?" Mo Yu smirked playfully.
"A sharp-tongued brat. Let that Xiao Clan boy run for now. I’ll claim your life first."
Old Ghost Zhai Xing sneered, flicking his fingers. The chains surged like lightning, attacking Xiao Yan’s vital points with incredible speed, leaving afterimages in the air.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
In response, Mo Yu summoned his Divine Might Black Thunder Spear, which materialized in his hand.
The spear moved, creating a dense web of spear shadows that intercepted all the incoming chains.
"Clang!"
The chain struck the spear with tremendous force, dragging Mo Yu several meters backward before he managed to stabilize himself.
"As expected of a peak Five-Star Dou Zun. What power!"
The brief clash confirmed Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s strength, igniting Mo Yu’s fighting spirit.
Since breaking through to Dou Zun, Mo Yu hadn’t fully unleashed his power. Now, this old ghost provided the perfect opportunity to stretch his muscles.
"I must admit, achieving Dou Zun at your age as a non-pureblood member of the Lei Clan is impressive. But thinking you can defeat me with just One-Star Dou Zun strength is pure fantasy."
Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s eyes flickered with curiosity before he smiled disdainfully. His body suddenly leaned forward like a beast ready to pounce.
"I don’t have time to waste. After dealing with you, I’ll capture the Xiao Clan brat and Yao Chen," Old Ghost Zhai Xing said, stepping forward. His figure disappeared as the surrounding space rippled.
The instant Old Ghost Zhai Xing vanished, Mo Yu sensed a desiccated hand emerging from the void beside him, clawing toward his throat.
The hand appeared ordinary, devoid of any visible dou energy, yet it radiated an overwhelming sense of danger.
Mo Yu’s expression turned grim as he retreated quickly, thrusting his spear fiercely.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Cloud Split!"
With a furious roar from his heart, a colossal spear radiance spanning dozens of meters shot out from the spear’s tip, viciously stabbing toward the withered hand.
However, the seemingly fierce force only made the hand pause momentarily before it accelerated, flashing forward to land lightly on Mo Yu’s chest.
The palm strike came with such speed that even Mo Yu, with his agility, had no chance to dodge. In the nick of time, he raised his spear vertically, positioning it in front of him.
"Clang!"
The withered hand gently struck the spear, and a crisp sound echoed in the air!
Upon impact, Mo Yu’s expression shifted slightly. The seemingly frail hand was as heavy as a mountain.
The moment they clashed, a faint sound of bones being compressed emerged from Mo Yu’s arms.
Yet, just as the withered hand was about to land on his chest, a subtle smile appeared on Mo Yu’s lips. At that moment, two powerful thunder wings unfurled behind him!
As the Thunder Wings emerged, Mo Yu’s aura surged like a volcanic eruption.
Three-Star Dou Zun!
In mere moments, Mo Yu’s strength skyrocketed!
Feeling the overwhelming power coursing through his body, Mo Yu smiled faintly. The spear in his hand erupted with brilliant light.
Simultaneously, his Dou Qi surged like a roaring dragon, pouring into the spear, which then pierced toward Old Ghost Zhai Xing with a terrifying momentum!
"Boom!"
Faced with this powerful strike, Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s expression changed. He swiftly retreated, narrowly avoiding the terrifying spear strike.
Where he had been moments before, the spear radiance pierced straight through, leaving a massive hole in the hall’s ceiling and shaking the entire sub-hall.
"How did this brat ascend to Three-Star Dou Zun?"
The space several meters before Mo Yu twisted, and Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s figure slowly emerged. He cast a fearful glance at the eighth-grade weapon in Mo Yu’s hand and spoke gravely.
He had encountered numerous secret techniques for boosting strength, but a technique capable of raising two stars at the Dou Zun level was unheard of.
Even the pureblood descendants of the Eight Ancient Clans couldn’t achieve such terrifying amplification with their clan marks...
"How does it feel, Elder?" Mo Yu asked with a faint smile, casually twirling the spear in his hand as he looked at Old Ghost Zhai Xing.
Mo Yu chose not to use his Thunder Armor because he believed his current strength as a Three-Star Dou Zun was sufficient. Sometimes, keeping a few cards hidden was necessary.
"Hmph, I don’t know what tricks you’ve used, but in the face of absolute power, they’re meaningless."
Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s expression darkened as he snorted coldly. With a tap of his foot, he shot toward Mo Yu like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
This time, the smile on his face turned sinister, clearly showing he now regarded Mo Yu as a serious opponent.
Mo Yu noticed the change but remained unperturbed. His fighting spirit only grew stronger.
"Die, brat! Star Seizing Hand!"
Black mist swirled around Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s face, and his right hand swelled unnaturally.
In a ghostly flash, he appeared before Mo Yu, his massive hand clawing at him. The surrounding space solidified, leaving Mo Yu helpless as the hand grew larger in his vision.
"Brat from the Lei Clan, it’s over!"
A cruel smile spread across Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s face as his hand clenched, collapsing the space around Mo Yu.
However, just as the space shattered, before Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s grin could fully form, a silver figure suddenly shot out from the broken space.
The figure, surrounded by flickering void lightning, retreated swiftly like a fish in water.
As it retreated, terrifying thunderbolts coalesced in its palm, forming a terrifying Thunder Orb that radiated an aura so violent that even high-tier Dou Zuns would shudder.
The silver figure was none other than Mo Yu, who had just activated his Flash Void Breaking Thunder.
Though he desired a fierce battle with Old Ghost Zhai Xing, a Five-Star Dou Zun, the perilous situation made him decide to end the fight quickly.
As the Black Gold Thunder Orb appeared, Mo Yu hurled it fiercely at Old Ghost Zhai Xing, his retreating speed accelerating.
Upon seeing the orb, cold sweat dripped down Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s face, and terror flickered deep in his eyes.
The orb emanated a palpable threat of death. Realizing the danger, Old Ghost Zhai Xing abandoned his dignity and retreated hastily like a fleeing rat.
"Trying to escape?"
Mo Yu sneered. Controlling the orb, he caused it to detonate like a thunderclap mere meters from Old Ghost Zhai Xing.
A deafening explosion followed, with terrifying electric waves sweeping through the hall. Even the massive stone pillars cracked, and the roof was left in ruins, revealing the scenery outside.
Caught in the devastating lightning sea, Old Ghost Zhai Xing’s speed slowed as fear gripped his heart.
He knew all too well that being swallowed by the sea of lightning meant certain death.
"Die!"
Mo Yu’s cold eyes fixed on the terrified Old Ghost Zhai Xing. The lightning sea surged forward like a ravenous beast, ready to devour its prey.
"Ninth Tianzun, save me!"
In his final moments, realizing all his efforts to escape were futile, Old Ghost Zhai Xing screamed in desperation, his voice echoing throughout the hall.
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