I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

The Great Thousand Thunder Orb, no bigger than a fist, floated quietly in Mo Yu's palm.

It is entirely purple-silver, with countless fine, hair-like chaotic lightning patterns flowing across its surface. Each lightning pattern rotates slowly, and with each rotation, a visible ripple spreads out.

Where the ripples passed, space did not collapse or distort, but rather... returned to nothingness.

It was as if the location of that Great Thousand Thunderbolt was the center of the world, the end point of all things.

Fu Tu Xuan held the ancestral pagoda in his hands, but felt that the ancestral pagoda that had suppressed all ages was trembling violently.

It wasn't excitement, but fear—the instinctive tremor of a spirit facing a higher level of existence.

The yin and yang energies within the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle spontaneously receded, daring not to leak out even a fraction.

That peerless sacred artifact, which could devour all things, was now cowering like a frightened cub, too afraid to move.

The complete world in the Tai Ling Ancient Map is now in ruins, with mountains collapsing, rivers flowing backward, and the sun and moon losing their light... It is the instinctive reaction of a world in the face of the power of destruction.

The dark moon and black wheel, that dark wheel that could devour life and annihilate all things, now dimmed, like a candle about to go out.

The four clan-protecting sacred artifacts, four peerless sacred artifacts that would make any Saint-level expert wary, none of them dared to take the initiative to attack in front of that tiny thunderbolt!

"What are you waiting for?!"

Fu Tu Xuan roared and bit his tongue, spitting another mouthful of blood onto the Fu Tu Ancestral Pagoda!

The ancestral tower trembled and finally burst forth with brilliant light once again, crashing down upon Mo Yu!

Maha Tian was equally frenzied. He formed hand seals, and the Yin and Yang energies in the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle surged forth once more, transforming into a chaotic torrent!
With no other choice, the Tai Ming Ancestor used his last bit of spiritual power, and the Tai Ling Ancient Diagram unfolded once more, causing that shattered world to crash down!

Black Sky and Black Earth roared in unison, and the Dark Moon Wheel spun again, hurtling towards Mo Yu!

Four deadly moves have descended once again!

This time, it's even more insane and more ruthless than before!

Mo Yu raised his eyes with a calm expression.

With a gentle lift, the thunderbolt slowly rose into the air.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no world-destroying phenomena.

The Great Thousand Thunderbolt flew out silently, meeting the four deadly attacks that were enough to destroy the world.

Then… it exploded.

It wasn't a loud bang, but rather... a 'buzz'!
A soft chirp, so soft it was as if the wind were just blowing past your ear.

But it was this soft sound that made the entire Floating Pagoda Continent, the vast territories of the Great Thousand World, and all living beings who were watching this battle feel a shiver from the depths of their souls!

A purple-silver light emanated from the center of the Thunder Ball.

The light was not dazzling; in fact, it was quite gentle. But wherever it passed, everything seemed to be gripped, kneaded, and torn apart by an invisible giant hand!
The towering pagoda, upon being exposed to the light, let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain!
Countless fine cracks spread wildly across the tower like a spider web!
The peerless sacred object that had suppressed the ancient Futu clan for ten thousand years trembled violently, and a glazed tile on the top of the tower shattered on the spot, turning into dust!
In an instant, the Floating Pagoda was blasted away by a tremendous force, smashing through the void and embedding itself deeply into a desolate mountain on the edge of the Floating Pagoda Continent. The pagoda was covered with cracks, and its light was so dim that it was almost invisible.

The chaotic torrent within the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle dissipated like smoke in the face of light.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp beam of light struck the bottle itself... The sacred object, known for its ability to dissolve all things, suddenly developed a shocking crack on its surface!

The crack stretched from the mouth of the bottle all the way to the bottom, almost splitting it in two!
The bottle let out a mournful cry, spinning backward as it flew out, the yin and yang energies within it leaking out wildly and scattering across the entire void.

The world within the Tai Ling Ancient Map trembled violently under the light.

Mountains collapsed, rivers changed course, and countless phantoms of living beings let out silent wails.

That ancient painting, passed down for thousands of years, had a purple-gold flame ignited at its edge, burning away a third of the scroll!
The remaining scroll was curled up in a ball, its light so dim that the world inside was almost impossible to see, like a wounded snake, cowering and fleeing back behind the Grand Ancestor Tai Ming.

The dark moon and black wheel, that dark-colored wheel, suddenly stopped in the light.

It seemed to want to escape, but was held firmly in place by the light. The next moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck the dark wheel.

Click!

Countless fine cracks suddenly appeared on that dark wheel!

The crescent moon's shape was forcibly chipped off at one corner, and a fist-sized gap even appeared at its core, with blue smoke still rising from the edges!

The dark wheel wailed as it flew backward, smashing through the void, rolling into the dust, and could no longer turn.

The four clan-protecting sacred artifacts, the four peerless sacred artifacts, were not completely destroyed in the face of that purple-silver lightning, but they were severely damaged and their spiritual power was greatly diminished!
The light dissipated.

The world was utterly silent.

Fu Tu Xuan stood frozen in place, his hands still in the posture of holding up the pagoda, but his palms were empty.

He turned his head sharply and looked at the cracked pagoda embedded in the desolate mountain, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

Maha Tian's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees.

He stared at the Maha Yin-Yang Bottle, its surface riddled with shocking cracks and yin and yang energies leaking out wildly. He opened his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't make a sound.

Tai Ming Ancestor slumped to the ground, holding the curled-up, charred Tai Ling Ancient Diagram in his hands, his whole body trembling.

His already aged face now seemed to have aged even more.

Black Sky and Black Earth stared at the dark moon, now tattered and covered in dust, their faces ashen.

This is the sacred artifact that his Black Heaven Ancient Clan has worshipped for ten thousand years. Now that its spiritual power is greatly damaged, it may be difficult to recover even in a thousand years!
In the distance, the desolate dragon was already visibly shocked, its mouth agape as if it could swallow a giant mountain.

Further away, those eyes that had been watching this battle withdrew simultaneously, no longer daring to look any longer. The powerful figures of the five ancient clans trembled all over, almost kneeling on the ground.

Mo Yu remained standing with his hands behind his back.

His expression was calm and composed, showing no sign of being disturbed by the attack he had just received.

That massive thunderbolt, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, seemed to be nothing more than a fallen leaf he casually picked up.

He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Tu Xuan.

"Body of Endless Light".

His voice remained calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of dominance. "Now, you can hand it over."

Fu Tu Xuan trembled. He raised his head and met Mo Yu's gaze.

In those cloudy old eyes, there was only deep fear and despair.

"You... what level are you at?" His voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "Beyond the Saintly Rank... is there really a path?"

Mo Yu remained silent.

He just watched him quietly.

Fu Tu Xuan smiled bitterly, a smile that contained despair, resentment, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

"I have lived for ten thousand years and consider myself well-informed. I have seen late-stage Saint-grade beings, and I have heard of beings above Saint-grade, but someone like you..."

He paused, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and sighed softly.

"Someone like you, single-handedly crushing six Saint-level experts and severely damaging four clan-protecting sacred artifacts, didn't even use your true power..."

"I have only heard of this from one person."

Mo Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.

Fu Tu Xuan's face looked much older, and his voice was low and hoarse: "That was the Immortal Emperor who, ten thousand years ago, single-handedly suppressed the evil races from beyond the realm and protected the Great Thousand World."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence!

The Immortal Emperor!

That is the universally acknowledged strongest being in the entire history of this world!
A legendary being who single-handedly suppressed the evil races from beyond the realm and protected the peace of the Great Thousand World for ten thousand years!
Maha Tian suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.

Tai Ming Ancestor froze, staring at Mo Yu's unfathomable figure, which was like that of a god, as if he had heard something incredible.

Black Sky and Black Earth exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.

Huang Qiu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he thought of Mo Yu's overwhelming aura, he really compared him to the legendary Immortal Emperor.

Mo Yu remained standing with his hands behind his back.

His expression remained calm, as if what Fu Tu Xuan was talking about was nothing more than a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.

"The Immortal Emperor?" He chuckled softly. "I am different from him."

He didn't explain where the difference was, nor was there any need to explain.

Although the Immortal Emperor was also a half-step Sovereign Realm expert, and his deeds of protecting the Great Thousand Worlds were admired by Mo Yu, his strength was only limited to that.

What Mo Yu wants to achieve is to surpass the Immortal Emperor, become a true Sovereign Realm expert, and completely eliminate the threat of the extraterrestrial evil race!

Mo Yu didn't elaborate on this; he simply looked at Fu Tu Xuan again and said calmly.

"Give me the Body of Endless Light, or else..."

Mo Yu didn't explicitly say what he meant, but Fu Tu Xuan, who had lived for thousands of years, definitely understood.

With Mo Yu's current strength, even the five ancient clans working together couldn't stop him. Does Fu Tu Xuan really think he can protect the Endless Light Body?
Although Mo Yu wouldn't massacre the Futu Ancient Clan out of consideration for being part of the same Great Thousand World, he could still kill Futu Xuan as a warning to others.

Upon hearing what Mo Yu said, Fu Tu Xuan fell silent.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if struggling, hesitating, and making a final decision.

After a long while... he opened his eyes, and in those cloudy old eyes, there was only a deathly stillness.

"That's enough...that's enough..."

Seeing the silent clansmen, Fu Tu Xuan glanced at Mo Yu's cold, iron-like face, and finally raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

A glint of light flashed in his palm, and a jade talisman, pure white and radiating endless holy light, slowly appeared.

The jade talisman was no bigger than the palm of a hand, yet it contained an indescribable, vast aura... It was the fluctuation of the source of light, the supreme spiritual essence that could ward off all laws and prevent all evil from invading!

One of the five original Dharma bodies of the vast universe... the Infinite Light Body!

Fu Tu Xuan held the jade talisman in both hands, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "The Body of Endless Light... is here."

"Thunder Emperor...you've won."

"I hope that, for the sake of us being part of the Great Thousand World, you will not retaliate against the five ancient clans after taking the Endless Light Body."

With Mo Yu's current strength and power, even the combined forces of the five ancient clans would not be a match for him. Therefore, Fu Tu Xuan was extremely worried that after Mo Yu obtained the Endless Light Body, he would wantonly retaliate against the five ancient clans.

Mo Yu raised his hand, and the jade talisman slowly flew up and landed in his palm.

He glanced down at it, then tucked it into his sleeve.

Then, he looked up at Futu Xuan and at the several Saint-level Heavenly Sovereigns who were paralyzed on the ground.

A faint smile curved at the corners of his lips.

"Don't worry, my target is just the original Dharma body. The five ancient clans have made great contributions in resisting the evil races from beyond the realm. As long as you don't provoke me in the future, I will naturally not cause you any trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and took a step forward.

The silver figure slowly disappeared into the void, as if it had never been there.

On the ruins of the pagoda, only six disheveled figures, four broken clan relics, and a deathly silence remained.

After a long silence… Maha Tian’s hoarse voice rang out: “The Immortal Emperor… he really…”

Fu Tu Xuan shook his head and slowly closed his eyes.

"Not the Immortal Emperor..."

He murmured, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible: "But he... is more terrifying than the Immortal Emperor." (End of Chapter)