I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

Inside the main hall of the Buddha, the atmosphere was as solid as iron.

Mo Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes, which contained an endless sea of ​​chaotic lightning, lightly swept over the six disheveled figures.

His gaze was calm as still water, yet every Saint-level expert felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

"Hand over the Endless Light Body." His voice remained calm.

"Or, I may demolish this palace and take it myself."

None of the six Saint-level experts dared to respond.

But the silence lasted only three breaths.

Three breaths later, Fu Tu Xuan slowly raised his head.

On his pale, aged face, an indescribable resolve appeared.

“Mo Yu…” His voice was hoarse and deep: “You are indeed very strong, stronger than we expected.”

He took a deep breath and slowly stood up. Although his body was still swaying precariously, a wisp of mad fire ignited in his cloudy old eyes.

"But do you think that my ancient Futu clan's millennia-long heritage is limited to this little bit of foundation?!"

"Please... Zuta!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Tu Xuan suddenly raised his hand and slapped his own chest!
puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood essence, but instead of falling to the ground, it floated in the void and transformed into an ancient and complex blood-red rune!
The moment the runes took shape, the void behind Fu Tu Xuan suddenly tore open! A terrifying aura, vast, ancient, and boundless, slowly emanated from the crack!

That is... the Stupa!
The true sacred object of the Futu Ancient Clan, a peerless sacred object that, according to legend, was refined over ten thousand years by the first Futu Ancestor using his own essence!
Its grade has long surpassed the category of ordinary sacred objects, reaching the level of a peerless sacred item!
From within the crack, a nine-story ancient pagoda, entirely black, slowly emerged.

The tower is only a few dozen feet tall, yet it exudes an aura of supreme majesty that suppresses all ages and seals the heavens and the earth!

The tower is covered with countless ancient runes that flow endlessly, each rune containing terrifying power enough to seal off an entire world!
Fu Tu Xuan held the tower in his hands, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes burned with a frenzied fighting spirit!
"The Floating Pagoda is here! Mo Yu, do you dare to accept it?!"

Almost at the same moment, Maha Deva also moved!
Maha Tian glared angrily at Mo Yu and hysterically shouted, "Mo Yu, you scoundrel, stop being so arrogant! Today, I will show you the power and strength of our five ancient clans!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped his own chest and spat out a mouthful of blood!

His essence and blood transformed into a black and white rune, which merged with the black and white energy surrounding him!
"The Maha Yin-Yang Bottle, appear!"

The void behind him exploded, and an ancient treasure bottle, its entire body swirling with black and white energy, slowly emerged!
The vase was no more than a foot long, with its mouth facing downwards. Inside, it seemed to contain endless chaos, with the yin and yang energies flowing endlessly within it. Each flow resonated with the laws of heaven and earth!

The Maha Yin-Yang Bottle, a sacred object of the Maha Ancient Clan!

Legend has it that this bottle can swallow the heavens and the earth, and wherever the yin and yang energies pass, all things can be reduced to nothingness!

Clearly, under Mo Yu's coercion, both Fu Tu Xuan and Mo He Tian went almost insane. For the two of them, the dignity of the ancient clan could not be trampled on by Mo Yu!
Seeing this, the Grand Ancestor Tai Ming sighed. He looked at the god-like figure in mid-air, unsure whether the current battle was right or wrong. But since things had come to this, he could only bite his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood essence.

His already aged face now appeared even older.

"Tai Ling Ancient Map, suppress!"

The void behind the Grand Ancestor Tai Ming tore open, and a simple and ancient scroll, hundreds of feet long, slowly unfolded!

The scroll depicts mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, birds and beasts, immortals and gods—everything imaginable!

That's not a painting, but a complete world, which was refined into a scroll by the ancestors of the Tai Ling Ancient Clan ten thousand years ago using great supernatural powers!
The moment the Tai Ling Ancient Map was unfurled, the world within the scroll seemed to come alive!
Countless beams of divine light surged forth from the image, each beam containing terrifying power sufficient to suppress even a Saint-level expert!
Black Sky and Black Earth exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

Without further hesitation, the two simultaneously slapped their chests!
Two mouthfuls of blood essence spurted out, merging, swirling, and condensing in the air, transforming into a blood-red rune that blended black and white!
"Dark Moon, Black Wheel, rise!"

The void behind the two of them exploded simultaneously, and a huge dark roulette slowly emerged!

This sacred object is as black as ink, shaped like a crescent moon, yet it exudes a profound darkness that devours all things.

Dark Moon Black Wheel, the sacred artifact of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan!

As one of the five ancient races, the Black Sky Ancient Clan is the most secretive, but in terms of strength and foundation, it is in no way inferior to the other ancient races.

At this moment, the dark moon and black wheel appeared, and the terrifying pressure was in no way inferior to the Floating Pagoda and the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle!
Four sacred artifacts that protect the clan have appeared in the world at the same time!
Four terrifying pressures, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, were like four invisible mountains, crushing down on Mo Yu!

At this moment, the entire pagoda hall could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed with a roar!

Countless figures scattered in terror, but five figures remained standing on the ruins, holding their clan's sacred artifacts, staring intently at the silver figure standing with his hands behind his back!
Qingxuan was protected by an elder of the Qingmai lineage and retreated ten thousand feet away. She stared intently at the figure in the center of the ruins, her eyes filled with indescribable worry.

He never expected that Mo Yu would force the four ancient clans to use their clan-protecting sacred artifacts. You must know that this is the ultimate killing move that the ancient clans would only use when their lives were at stake!

At the same time, Huang Qiu, dragging his limp right arm, also retreated a thousand feet away.

He didn't make a move, nor did he have any sacred artifacts to use. After all, if he were to actually unleash the sacred artifact that protected his ancient clan, it would be hard to say whether that artifact would help him or Mo Yu.

He just stared intently at that figure, his heart filled with endless shock and awe.

Four sacred artifacts that protect the clan, four powerful Saint-level experts, and four world-destroying killing moves!
This is no longer a battle, but a life-or-death struggle that uses the full strength of an entire clan!

Fu Tu Xuan held the tower in both hands, his face deathly pale but his eyes filled with madness: "Mo Yu! This is the price you pay for coveting my clan's Endless Light Body!"

"Even if it costs me all the resources of my Buddha Temple for thousands of years, I will keep you here today!"

Maha Tian held a treasure bottle, within which the yin and yang energies circulated continuously. He said with venomous resentment, "Mo Yu! The humiliation of having your wife stolen will be avenged today!"

The Grand Ancestor Tai Ming unfolded the ancient map, and the world within it surged with life. He sighed softly, "Your Excellency Thunder Emperor, the Tai Ling Holy Body should be returned to its rightful owner. If you are willing to return the Tai Ling Holy Body, I am willing to turn hostility into friendship with you."

Upon hearing this, Fu Tu Xuan and Mo He Tian immediately showed displeasure. However, Tai Ming Ancestor had a very high seniority in the Great Thousand World and his strength was also remarkable. Although the two were unhappy, they did not say anything at this time.

Fortunately, seeing that Mo Yu had no intention of returning the Tai Ling Holy Body, Maha Tian and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the Tai Ming Ancestor was completely disappointed with the idea of ​​peacefully reclaiming the Tai Ling Sacred Body. The next moment, the Tai Ming Ancestor quickly formed hand seals, and the Tai Ling Ancient Diagram shone brightly, clearly preparing to completely suppress Mo Yu and reclaim the Tai Ling Sacred Body.

Black Heaven and Black Earth spun their dark wheels in unison, a resolute glint flashing in their eyes as they looked at Mo Yu: "The hatred of that one shot will be repaid a hundredfold today!" Four voices, four streams of killing intent, converged into a terrifying torrent that could shatter the hearts of any late-stage Saint-level expert!
However, Mo Yu simply stood there quietly.

He raised his eyes, glancing indifferently at the four sacred artifacts that protected the clan, at the five people with crazed expressions, and at the four world-destroying killing moves.

Then he smiled.

The smile was faint, so faint that it was almost invisible.

But there was an indescribable... disdain in that smile.

"The clan's sacred artifact?" he asked softly, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"It's a nice little gadget."

A little gadget?!

The expressions on the faces of the four patriarchs froze simultaneously!
Fu Tu Xuan roared, "Arrogant! I'll show you the true power of the Fu Tu Ancestral Pagoda!"

He suddenly pushed his hands out!
The Floating Pagoda suddenly flew out, swelled in the wind, and transformed into a colossal tower tens of thousands of feet tall in the blink of an eye!
On the tower, countless ancient runes lit up simultaneously, each rune transforming into a sealing light that enveloped Mo Yu!

That's enough to seal a late-stage Saint-level Buddha!
Maha Tian also attacked with a ferocious expression!

He formed a hand seal, and with the mouth of the Maha Yin Yang Bottle facing downwards, a chaotic torrent of black and white water roared out!

Wherever the torrent passed, everything was swallowed up, annihilated, and turned into nothingness!
The Grand Ancestor of the Underworld unfolded the Ancient Map of the Supreme Spirit, and the world within the map suddenly descended!
It was a complete world, with mountains and rivers, the sun and moon, stars, and living beings!

The entire world was pressing down on Mo Yu!

Black Heaven and Black Earth spun the Dark Wheel in their hands, and the Dark Moon Dark Wheel transformed into a stream of light, hurtling towards Mo Yu, releasing darkness that devoured his life force!

Four deadly attacks descended simultaneously!

Heaven and earth lose color!

The sun and moon have lost their light!

Above the ruins of the pagoda, only four earth-shattering beams of light remained, along with a silver figure standing with his hands behind his back at the center of the beams!
At this moment, everyone was watching that figure.

Qingxuan covered her mouth, her heart pounding in her throat.

The wild dragon stared wide-eyed, forgetting to breathe.

In the distance, countless prying eyes held their breath simultaneously.

Then, they saw... the silver figure finally move.

Mo Yu slowly raised his right hand.

His movements were so slow that everyone could see every detail of how he raised his hand.

But it is precisely this slowness that gives people an indescribable terror, as if what he raised was not a hand, but the will of the entire world!
"Above the Saintly Celestial Supreme..."

His voice rang out softly, yet it was like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in everyone's ears!

Have you met them before?

As soon as he finished speaking... he clenched his right fist!
boom!
An indescribable, terrifying aura erupted from his body!

The sheer power, vastness, and domineering aura instantly shattered the oppressive force of the four killing moves!

The light of the four clan-protecting sacred artifacts paled in comparison to that aura, like fireflies compared to the bright moon!

Fu Tu Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead!

Maha Tian's face was ashen!
Tai Ming Ancestor's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground!
In the pitch black, the two stood frozen in place, like statues!
That aura had surpassed even the Saint-grade level, exceeding all their understanding of power!
That is the existence that truly begins to touch the origin of the universe and transcends all living beings!
Countless multicolored lightning bolts surged wildly around Mo Yu!
Those thunderbolts were no longer simple lightning, but chaotic divine thunder containing the origin of chaos and the power of creation!

Within every bolt of lightning, stars are born and die, and worlds rise and fall!
He loosely clenched his right hand, with his five fingers slightly bent.

The chaotic divine lightning seemed to be summoned by the supreme being, and frantically gathered towards his palm!

One!
Ten!

One hundred paths!

A thousand paths!

Ten thousand paths!

Countless bolts of chaotic divine lightning were frantically compressed, condensed, and fused in his palm!
In the blink of an eye, those thunderbolts that were powerful enough to destroy the world were compressed into a fist-sized thunderbolt, entirely purple-silver in color, with endless chaotic runes flowing across its surface!
Leiwan is not big; in fact, it could be described as very small.

But the moment this tiny lightning bolt appeared, countless huge cracks suddenly appeared in the sky of the entire Floating Pagoda Heaven Realm!

The billions of living beings across the entire world seemed to tremble, to be filled with fear, and to be worshipping!

Because that thunderbolt contained terrifying power enough to destroy a great world!
Mo Yu held the thunderbolt and looked up at the five Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns who were standing frozen in place.

A faint smile curved at the corners of his lips.

"Four sacred artifacts that protect the clan?"

"How about you try taking one of my Great Thousand Thunderbolts?"

As the words fell… the world froze! (End of Chapter)