I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

"Maha Deva".

"You injured my men, and you still want to harm them?"

"Did you ask me?"

That calm and indifferent voice, yet resounding like thunder through the soul, fell, followed by an overwhelming pressure that suddenly coalesced, like a mountain of billions of thunderbolts pressing down!

Maha Tian's expression changed drastically!
In the instant that oppressive force descended upon him, he felt as if he had become a lone boat on a stormy sea, or an ant facing the collapse of the entire sky!
The immense spiritual power surrounding him, powerful enough to suffocate even ordinary Saint-level Heavenly Sovereigns, was now sluggish and frozen in its flow!

His proud Maha Ancient Clan bloodline pressure was like a firefly compared to the bright moon in the face of this vast majesty that surpasses all things and commands all thunder, and was instantly suppressed and unable to lift his head!

"Well!"

Maha Tian grunted, his body sinking uncontrollably downwards. The indestructible ground of Wancheng, reinforced by ancient restrictions, was actually crushed by his footsteps, leaving two footprints a foot deep, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards!
His face flushed crimson, veins bulged on his forehead, and spiritual energy circulated wildly within his body. Behind him, the ancestral land of the Maha Ancient Clan even faintly appeared, with black and white energies intertwined, attempting to resist the power of heaven and earth.

However, everything is in vain.

The purple-silver figure simply hovered quietly in the sky, without even deliberately looking at him. The pressure emanating from it alone was enough to make this patriarch of a top ancient clan in the Great Thousand World, a super strong expert at the peak of the mid-stage of the Saint Rank, almost unable to stand up straight!

The whole place was dead silent!

All the powerful figures from all corners of the Great Thousand Worlds, whether they were Heavenly Sovereigns or Earthly Sovereigns, representatives of ancient races or super powers, were stunned into silence, holding their breath, staring wide-eyed at the purple-robed figure high in the sky who seemed to have transformed into the ruler of heaven and earth.

"Suppress...Suppress the Demon King of the East, Mo Yu!"

"He really came! My God, this pressure... this aura..."

"Far beyond the mid-stage of the Saint Rank! This... this could be..."

"Rumor has it that the Eastern King Mo Yu is unfathomable, and his strength has long surpassed the realm of ordinary Saint-grade cultivators. Seeing him today, it is indeed true..."

"Maha Deva is so inferior to him?!"

……

Outside the Eternal Tower, some powerful Saint-level experts from top forces, with extensive knowledge and experience, were experiencing a surge of shock and disbelief.

They clearly felt that the kind of pressure Mo Yu was now exerting was something they had only ever felt from a handful of true giants of the Great Thousand Worlds, such as Qin Tian, ​​the Undying Lord, and the True Dragon Emperor!

Mo Yu is just a rising Saint-level expert in the Great Thousand World, yet he has caught up with the top level of the Great Thousand World so quickly!
Maha Tian's heart was in turmoil, filled with shock, anger, and even more so, horror.

He originally thought that even if Mo Yu was powerful, after stepping into the Saint-grade Heavenly Supreme realm, his strength should be on par with his own, and he might even have a slight advantage due to the geographical advantages of the Maha Ancient Clan.

But the feeling he was experiencing, as if facing the entire Thunder Universe, completely overturned his understanding!
Just how far has Mo Yu progressed?!

High in the sky, Mo Yu finally lowered his eyes slowly, his gaze like two bolts of purple-silver lightning piercing the void, landing on the struggling Maha Tian.

That gaze was calm and serene, yet it made Maha Tian feel as if his soul had been pierced and scrutinized.

"Maha Tian." Mo Yu spoke again, his voice still calm, yet carrying an unquestionable sense of judgment.

"The Eternal Gathering is a set of rules jointly established by the Great Thousand Palace and many ancient traditions, with the aim of selecting talents and inheriting the legacy of our ancestors."

The struggle within the tower is a matter of life and death, left to fate; opportunities are seized by the strong. This is a consensus across the world, and the cornerstone of our Great Thousand World's resistance against the extraterrestrial evil races and its maintenance of vitality.

His gaze swept over the heavily injured and weakened Venerable Bao Sheng, and the purple and silver lightning in his eyes turned slightly cold: "As the patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan and a Saint-level expert, you do not think about upholding the rules, but instead, because of personal grudges, you bully the weak and openly inflict such heavy blows on the protectors of the participants."

Such actions disregard the dignity of the Prince of Zhendong's Mansion and the consensus of all those who share his cause.

Every word struck Maha Tian's heart like a heavy hammer, and even more so the hearts of every strong person in the square.

Mo Yu did not use force to suppress others, but rather first occupied the moral high ground and used the momentum to overwhelm them!

Maha Tian's face turned pale and then red. He wanted to refute, but he was speechless for a moment in the face of that terrifying, all-pervasive pressure and awe-inspiring righteousness.

He was used to acting arrogantly because of his ancient clan's heritage and his own strength. He had never been publicly rebuked like this before. But the other party completely overwhelmed him in terms of strength, status, and reason.

"Mo Yu! Don't spout nonsense here!" Mo He Tianqiang took a deep breath and said sternly.

"That Lei Xiao only managed to reach the final level by sheer luck. My Maha Ancient Clan has guarded the immortal body for tens of thousands of years and will never allow it to be touched by others! Your Zhen Dong Wang Mansion's protection of him is tantamount to making an enemy of my Maha Ancient Clan! Even if you come in person today, don't think you can settle this easily!"

"To be an enemy?" A faint, almost mocking smile seemed to appear at the corner of Mo Yu's mouth.

"Maha Deva, you overestimate yourself and underestimate me."

He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward.

With this simple movement, the endless thunder elements in the world seemed to be summoned by the supreme power, frantically converging from all directions of the void, and condensing into a chaotic ball of thunder, no more than a foot in diameter, yet seemingly containing the power to create the world.

The lightning sphere slowly rotated, its interior evolving into a scene of the earth, fire, wind, and water being reset, and stars being born and dying. The fluctuations it emitted made all the Saint-level experts feel their scalps tingle!

"I, the King, hold the position of the Eastern Guardian, overseeing the vast world and protecting this region. If you ancient clans are law-abiding and follow the order of the world, I will tolerate you."

But if one bullies the weak, breaks the rules, or even attempts to disrupt the stability of the world for personal grudges..." Mo Yu's voice suddenly turned cold, like ancient ice.

"Let alone your Maha Ancient Clan, even if all five ancient clans came together, what would I, the King, have to fear?"

As he finished speaking, the chaotic lightning ball in his palm trembled slightly.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no devastating force.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, all the sounds, and all the colors seemed to be "absorbed" into that small ball of lightning in an instant!

Everything was engulfed in an absolute, suffocating thunderous aura!

Maha Tian's pupils shrank to the size of pinheads!

He felt his connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth being forcibly severed, and even the circulation of his own spiritual energy became extremely difficult!
The feeling he got from that chaotic lightning ball was a million times more terrifying than the pressure he had just experienced!
That was a power that could truly obliterate him!

He had a gut feeling that if this lightning ball were to fall, even if he used all his trump cards, he would definitely die!
Cold sweat instantly soaked through Maha Ten's back. The shadow of death loomed over him so vividly.

All his pride and reliance seemed utterly laughable in the face of this absolute power and indifferent killing intent.

“You…” Maha Tian opened his mouth, but found that he could not even utter a complete sentence, as if his throat was being choked.

The powerful members of the Maha Ancient Clan behind him were already pale and trembling, not daring to even raise their heads.

Mo Yu did not actually throw the lightning ball; he merely used this almost "demonstration" method to declare the despairing gap in strength between the two sides.

He slowly withdrew his palm, and the chaotic lightning ball dissipated. Everything in the world seemed to come "alive" again, but the lingering, unsettling feeling lingered for a long time.

"Out of consideration for the blood shed by the ancestors of the Maha Ancient Clan to protect the Great Thousand World, I will spare your life today." Mo Yu's voice returned to its previous calm, yet carried an unyielding resolve.

"For the injury of Venerable Baosheng, your Maha Ancient Clan must compensate with three drops of 'Immortal Essence' and ten 'Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Bamboo's worth of herbs. These must be delivered to the Thunder Emperor Palace in the East within three days. Any delay will result in further trouble..."

His gaze swept over Maha Tian like lightning: "I don't mind personally going to the ancestral land of your Maha clan to have a proper discussion with you again."

Both the "Immortal Essence" and the "Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound Bamboo" are priceless treasures treasured by the Maha Ancient Clan, greatly beneficial to the healing and cultivation of Saint-level experts.

This compensation was extremely heavy, but at this moment, Maha Tian opened his mouth, but did not even have the courage to bargain.

Maha Tian's face turned deathly pale, his teeth grinding together. Finally, under the watchful eyes of countless people, he squeezed out a single word through his clenched teeth: "...Good."

Shame! An unprecedented shame!

But he had to bow his head.

If we are weaker than others and have no reason to back down, continuing to be stubborn will only bring annihilation to the ancient clan.

Mo Yu's strength had completely exceeded his expectations, reaching a level that he could not comprehend and could only look up to.

Mo Yu stopped looking at Maha Tian, ​​who seemed to have aged considerably in an instant, and turned his gaze to the Eternal Tower, which still radiated an immortal aura.

"As for this tower..." Mo Yu's voice rang out again, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"The inheritance of the eternal body has been initiated. Lei Xiao, as the victor, should naturally inherit its opportunity. However, the main body of this tower is an ancient relic, containing the true meaning of immortality and the laws of eternity. Leaving it here will inevitably reignite the conflict."

He paused, his tone carrying an air of self-righteous authority: "In the name of the Eastern Garrison Commander, I hereby temporarily place this tower under the management of the Eastern Garrison Commander's Palace to ensure the smooth succession of the heir. If the Maha Ancient Clan has any objections, they may send someone to the Thunder Emperor Palace to find me."

After saying that, to everyone's stunned and almost numb gaze, Mo Yu stretched out his palm towards the towering, sky-reaching Eternal Tower.

"receive."

An understatement.

The next moment, the world changed color!

Above the endless, high void, a huge crack suddenly appeared, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles!

Within the crack, there was not darkness, but an endless sea of ​​chaotic lightning!
The sea of ​​thunder surged and evolved into various magnificent scenes of creation, and a vast aura that seemed capable of encompassing all the heavens and myriad worlds and refining stars and the universe spread out!

Immediately afterwards, a colossal hand, entirely formed from chaotic lightning, slowly emerged from the crack in the sea of ​​lightning!

The size of this giant hand is indescribable; it seems to be able to hold the entire Eternal City in its palm!

On the giant hand, every palm line was like a mountain range of thunder, and every pore seemed to contain rising and falling thunder stars!

The giant hand descended not to seize, but to embrace and guide.

The Eternal Tower, which had stood for millennia and seemed unchanging since time immemorial, emitted bursts of joyful humming before this colossal hand of chaotic thunder!
The ancient runes on the tower shone brightly, resonating strongly with the thunderous energy emanating from the giant hand!
hum!
Under the gaze of countless stunned eyes, the towering Eternal Tower, which was tens of thousands of feet high, along with part of the continental base beneath it, began to slowly rise, and its size continued to shrink!
It seemed to transform into some kind of stream of light, actively heading towards that chaotic thunderous giant hand!

With a gentle grasp, the giant hand held the shrunken Eternal Pagoda in its palm.

Immediately, the giant hand, along with the crack in the sea of ​​lightning that stretched across the sky, began to slowly retract and close.

The whole process took only a dozen or so breaths.

When the sky cleared up again, the Eternal Tower, which had stood in the center of the Eternal Continent, witnessed the rise and fall of countless geniuses, and carried the secrets of ancient inheritance, had disappeared!

Where it stood, only a bottomless, enormous crater remained, along with the faint, lingering chaotic thunder and immortal aura in the air.

The square was completely silent.

Everyone was so shocked by this earth-shattering, almost mythical scene that they lost the ability to think.

He single-handedly subdued the tower! He overwhelmed the ancient clan chief! His might shook the entire arena, and he cemented his dominance!
This is Mo Yu, the King of Zhen Dong! This is the unparalleled demeanor of the Eastern Guardian of the Great Thousand Worlds!

After doing all this, Mo Yu acted as if he had only done a trivial little thing.

He looked at the heavily injured Venerable Baosheng, and with a gentle flick of his sleeve, a soft yet boundless chaotic lightning enveloped him, instantly stabilizing his injuries and bringing him to his side.

"let's go."

He spoke indifferently, without even glancing at the silent and trembling experts below. With Treasure Saint Venerable, he took a step forward, and his figure, along with the still-lingering chaotic lightning, merged into the void and vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.

Only a desolate square remained, along with the ashen-faced and distraught Maha Tian and his people, and countless powerful figures from the Great Thousand Worlds still immersed in unparalleled shock and awe.

After a long while, the earth-shattering uproar and commotion erupted like a long-suppressed volcano, sweeping across the entire ancient continent and spreading to every corner of the world at the fastest speed, like the most violent storm!
King Moyu of Zhendong arrived with great force at the end of the Eternal Gathering!
With overwhelming power, he intimidated Maha Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan, forcing him to bow down and pay compensation!
He even used his supernatural powers to collect the ancient treasure, the Eternal Pagoda!
Its power and might shook the world and caused a sensation!

The world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the overall structure and overall situation) seems to have been stirred up by the astonishing move of this king who has always kept a low profile in the East.

An era belonging to Mo Yu and the Iron Triangle may be slowly unfolding with the disappearance of the Eternal Tower and the inheritance of the Immortal Body.

And at the heart of all this, the Thunder Emperor Palace of the Eastern Town will undoubtedly become one of the most prominent focal points in the future Great Thousand World. (End of Chapter)