I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

"It's your turn."

Above the sky, Mo Yu ignored the awe-inspiring gazes from the plaza, and simply looked at the Spirit Emperor from afar, saying indifferently.

Emperor Ling's eyes darkened, and without saying a word, he decisively chose to retreat.

Now that the four members of the Purple Flame Venerable have lost their fighting strength, he alone is clearly no match for Mo Yu. The only option now is to retreat.

"Want to go?"

Upon seeing this, Mo Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, his body crackled with lightning, and his figure vanished like a ghost, appearing in front of the Spirit Emperor with lightning speed, and then he threw a punch.

The fist was crackling with endless lightning and spiritual light, violent and terrifying.

Emperor Ling's expression changed drastically upon seeing Mo Yu's terrifyingly fast speed.

However, he was also a powerful figure who had reached the level of a half-step immortal supreme. Seeing that there was no way to retreat, a ferocious look immediately appeared in his eyes.

"I am a half-step immortal. You can defeat them with overwhelming force, but you can't necessarily deal with me so easily!" the Spirit Emperor said solemnly, and then his hands formed a hand seal with lightning speed.

Endless terrifying spiritual power converged, instantly condensing into a spiritual palm containing supreme pressure in front of him. That pressure even faintly touched the level of immortality.

"Emperor Spirit Palm!"

The Spirit Emperor roared and unleashed his terrifying spiritual palm, slamming it down fiercely on Mo Yu.

Lightning flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

With a thought, the nine chaotic lightning patterns on his body surface flickered slightly, and a silver lightning bolt shot out from his body, finally transforming into a silver lightning bolt that merged into his arm.

A dazzling burst of divine lightning shot out from Mo Yu's arm, and his entire hand transformed into an electric claw forged from thunder.

Nine Divine Veins, Heavenly Divine Lightning!

boom!
The silver electric claw shattered the void, carrying supreme lightning power, and then slammed a fist hard into the spirit palm.

The moment the attack struck, the Spirit Emperor's sinister expression changed drastically, and a look of horror appeared on his pale face.

An utterly horrified voice rang out at that moment.

"This is... the Nine Divine Veins?!"

Emperor Ling was shocked and speechless. Now that he was facing the power of the Nine Divine Veins in person, he felt an immense pressure.

This is truly a power comparable to that of a Celestial Supreme!

Swish!
While the Spirit Emperor was still in shock, the Heavenly Gang Silver Lightning Fist utterly destroyed the Spirit Palm, and then swung out heavily.

The space in front of him shattered layer by layer, and the fist pierced straight through, finally landing on the Spirit Emperor's chest in his horrified gaze.

Boom!
A thunderous roar resounded, followed by the incredibly shrill scream of the Spirit Emperor.

Terrifying lightning raged across Emperor Ling's chest, utterly destroying all his defenses.

Even with the physical strength of a half-step Immortal Heavenly Sovereign, half of his body was shattered by this punch. If Mo Yu hadn't held back at the crucial moment, the latter would probably have been killed instantly.

The next moment, the Spirit Emperor, covered in blood, fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings, and landed heavily on the bluestone square, creating a huge crater in the ground with a loud bang.

In an instant, the entire world fell into a deathly silence at the sound of that deafening roar.

Around the plaza, countless powerful figures and forces watched this scene with expressions of shock.

Then, their gazes simultaneously turned to the cold, aloof figure in the sky, and a deep sense of awe arose spontaneously within them.

"too strong"

Many powerful figures sighed in shock, completely overwhelmed by that terrifying power.

He single-handedly fought against five Heavenly Sovereigns, one of whom was a half-step Immortal, and won a great victory.

Such a remarkable record would be enough to shake countless top experts even in the vast world.

In particular, Mo Yu also possessed the legendary Nine Divine Veins, which were considered Saint-grade talent.
At this moment, everyone present was very clear that the Lord of Thunder Prison had proven with his outstanding achievements that no one in the entire Thunder Continent would be able to shake his and Thunder Prison's position.

From this day forward, Thunder Prison will undoubtedly become the undisputed overlord of the Thunder Continent.

All of this is because Thunder Prison has such a terrifying prison lord.

What's even more shocking is that this prison lord comes from a lower plane.
In the sky, the terrifying lightning dissipated, and the terrifying thunder dragon that had looked down upon all living beings also slowly vanished.

Mo Yu also withdrew his nine divine veins. He slowly lowered his head, his silver and indifferent eyes sweeping over those top forces.

"From this day forward, Thunder Prison will unify the Thunder Continent. All forces from all regions must submit to Thunder Prison. If they are unwilling, they may lead their people away from the Thunder Continent." Mo Yu's voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

Although his voice was calm, it was like muffled thunder, concealing an undeniable pressure and domineering presence.

Mo Yu knew that after defeating the five members of the Spirit Emperor, Lei Yu no longer needed to bide his time.

What he needs to do now is to unify the Thunder Continent and turn it into Thunder Prison's territory.

With a top-tier continent like the Thunder Continent as its base, Thunder Prison was able to develop rapidly and rise to become one of the top super powers in the Great Thousand Worlds.

The area around the square, which had been deathly silent, was stirred up by Mo Yu's voice.

The leaders of the various top forces had extremely complicated expressions. They were originally high and mighty on the Thunder Continent, and no one controlled them.

But from this day forward, there will be a higher being above them.

However, no one dared to express any doubt, except for the five qualified individuals, who had all been defeated by Mo Yu earlier.

After a brief silence, everyone chose to submit.

Around the plaza, all the top experts and forces bowed and clasped their hands in unison.

A voice filled with utmost respect resounded throughout the entire Thunder City.

"We pay our respects to the Prison Lord and Lord Thunder Emperor."

The Wind Emperor and the others from Thunder Prison couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion as they watched this scene, and a sense of pride welled up in their eyes.

As expected, under the leadership of the Prison Master, their Thunder Prison will eventually become famous throughout the world. In the sky, Mo Yu nodded calmly, not showing too much excitement. Everything was just a natural progression.

Mo Yu shifted his gaze slightly to the five huge pits in the bluestone square and said calmly, "Don't hide anymore. I've been holding back. If you want to play dead, I don't mind really killing you."

As Mo Yu finished speaking, spiritual light appeared in the five deep pits on the bluestone square.

Then five extremely disheveled figures quickly rose up; they were none other than the Spirit Emperor, the Azure Flame Venerable, and the other two.

However, they were in a terrible state at this moment, their spiritual energy was extremely weak, and blood was flowing like a waterfall, clearly indicating that they had suffered extremely serious injuries.

The five people looked at Mo Yu with heavy expressions and a hint of fear in their eyes. Even the half-step immortal-grade Spirit Emperor showed great apprehension in silence.

The previous battle had also dampened their spirits.

"Lord of Thunder Prison, you have won today. From this day forward, we will never again lay a finger on the Thunder Continent," said Ancestor Qi Yang, his face pale and his voice hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu said indifferently, "You still want to covet the Heavenly Thunder Continent? Do you think I can't kill you right now?"

The five were speechless at Mo Yu's blunt words, but they couldn't say anything; the losers didn't have much face to lose.

Moreover, they could sense that if Mo Yu were to truly go all out, he could probably leave them here.

The power of the Nine Divine Veins is indeed terrifying!
A moment later, Venerable Qiyang gritted his teeth and said, "We have already admitted defeat. Lord of Thunder Prison, please show mercy where you can."

"Let me give you a piece of advice: don't go too far. Although you won, we are not to be trifled with. If you really push us too far, we will take you down with us even if it means self-destruction!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu smiled disdainfully and said, "If you have such courage, I would truly admire you. However... even if you self-destruct, you won't be able to drag me down with you."

If the five Heavenly Sovereigns were to self-destruct, it would indeed be somewhat dangerous for him, but it would be far from fatal.

Besides, anyone who can become a Heavenly Supreme would cherish their life, and he didn't believe these five guys had the guts to do so.

The five members of the Spirit Emperor's group turned ashen-faced, but ultimately softened. After all, Mo Yu possessed the Nine Divine Meridians and had powerful abilities. If the five of them self-destructed, the fish might actually die, but the net would remain intact.

Even their last threat proved ineffective, and the Spirit Emperor and the others could only helplessly say, "We are willing to admit defeat. We wonder what the Lord of Thunder Prison intends to do?"

They could tell that Mo Yu hadn't gone all out to kill them, which meant they still had some use to him.

Since that's the case, then there's room for negotiation. As powerful figures, they are clearly capable of accepting defeat.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu's expression softened, and he said calmly, "What price do you think you need to pay to redeem your lives?"

Hearing Mo Yu speak so directly and without any regard for dignity, the five members of the Spirit Emperor's group immediately looked grim, but they breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Mo Yu really has no intention of killing them.

Thinking of this, the Purple Flame Venerable spoke first, cautiously probing, "Thunder Emperor, I am willing to pay 3 billion Supreme Spirit Liquid as compensation to Thunder Prison. I wonder what this condition is?"

Upon hearing this, the four members of the Spirit Emperor's group immediately looked at Mo Yu with tension, silently calculating in their minds.

While 3 billion units of Supreme Spirit Liquid is a considerable sum, it's not something they can't afford to give up. If it could truly redeem their lives, they would be willing to sell everything they own.

“Not enough…” However, while they were pondering this in their hearts, Mo Yu shook his head and said indifferently.

Upon seeing this, the Purple Flame Venerable's expression froze, his eyes flickering. He then gritted his teeth and held up five fingers: "Fifty billion Supreme Spirit Liquid, is that alright?"

Fifty billion units of Supreme Spirit Liquid represented almost all of his accumulated wealth, and now, in order to save his life, he had no choice but to use it all.

"It's still not enough," Mo Yu said calmly.

Upon hearing this, not only Venerable Purple Flame, but also the four Spirit Emperors standing beside him, all looked extremely grim.

Fifty billion Supreme Spirit Liquid was an immense burden even for them, representing almost all their wealth. Yet, even so, it was still not enough to save their lives.

This Lord of Thunder Prison is truly greedy; does he intend to squeeze them dry?

Even if they were squeezed dry, they probably wouldn't be able to produce any more Supreme Spirit Liquid, since they are Spirit Grade Heavenly Supremes, not Immortal Grade or Saint Grade.

"Thunder Emperor, how much Supreme Spiritual Liquid would it take to redeem our lives? Stop with the riddles and just tell us directly."

Seeing this, Emperor Ling looked at Mo Yu and finally couldn't help but ask.

If Mo Yu truly intended to negotiate with them, he should have presented feasible terms instead of humiliating them in this way.

"Oh, since you want to know, then I'll be frank. To redeem your lives, you'll need at least 10 billion Supreme Spirit Liquids." Mo Yu looked at the five Spirit Emperors, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said calmly.

"What?! Ten billion units of Supreme Spirit Liquid?!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of Emperor Ling, Ancestor Qi Yang, and the other three twitched.

One hundred billion Supreme Spirit Liquid—even with their immense wealth, this is an astronomical figure. It would probably take them thirty or forty years to produce one hundred billion of that amount.

After all, they are also a large and powerful family, and their spending is equally terrifying. Just like Lei Yu, although he has an income of more than 1 billion a year, in the end, only a little bit is left.

Emperor Ling said with a livid face, "Emperor Lei, don't joke around. Five hundred billion Supreme Spirit Liquids, even if we sold all our forces together, it wouldn't be enough to cover that amount."

If each person receives 10 billion Supreme Spirit Liquid, then the five of them combined would receive 50 billion, which would practically drain the entire Heavenly Thunder Continent.

Mo Yu's condition is simply insane. Even for those ancient races, coming up with 50 billion at once would be no easy task.

Now, the five Ling Emperors all doubted whether Mo Yu truly wanted to negotiate with them, or perhaps he wanted to toy with them before sending them to hell.
"If you don't agree, then we'll have to offer your lives in exchange."

Seeing that the Spirit Emperor refused, Mo Yu's eyes turned cold, like blades, and spiritual power surged around him again as he stared at the five Spirit Emperors with killing intent.

Upon seeing this, the five members of the Spirit Emperor's group immediately showed a look of fear. Although they outnumbered and outmatched each other, the thought of Mo Yu's Nine Divine Veins made them feel like tigers with broken teeth, angry but unable to speak out.

"Ahem, Lord Thunder Emperor, we truly cannot afford 10 billion Supreme Spirit Liquids. We wonder if there are any other alternatives? If it can redeem our lives, we will certainly not refuse."

Sensing the genuine killing intent emanating from Mo Yu, the old ancestor Qi Yang was the first to yield, addressing Mo Yu respectfully as "Master" like an old servant, and then pleading.

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. The Old Ancestor Qiyang, who has lived for thousands of years, deeply understands this principle.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu glanced over, and facing Mo Yu's silver eyes, not only did the Old Ancestor Qi Yang lower his head, but even the four Spirit Emperors dared not look directly at him and humbly lowered their heads.

Seeing this, Mo Yu smiled slightly and then said calmly.

"Since you can't collect the money, then you'll owe it to us for now. As compensation, the five of you will stay in Thunder Prison and work to pay off the debt." (End of Chapter)