I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

The moon, like a silver plate, cast a soft, pale light from the sky, draping the entire Thunder Spirit City in a hazy, silvery veil.

Inside the room, Lei Yin sat cross-legged on the bed, engaging in his uninterrupted cultivation.

A wisp of energy slowly seeped out from the surrounding world, eventually flowing into Lei Yin's body.

Although Mo Yu currently has control over this body, it is precisely because of this that, under Mo Yu's perfect control and constant training on the competition stage,

Lei Yin also broke through from the peak of the eighth-grade supreme to the ninth-grade supreme, and even seemed to be only one step away from the earth supreme.

After a while, when Lei Yin had completely stabilized his newly advanced ninth-grade supreme aura, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a cold and indifferent expression.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me break through." As Lei Yin, who was actually Mo Yu, opened his eyes, the voice belonging to the true Lei Yin within him slowly rang out.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu replied noncommittally, "These were just things I did along the way, you don't need to thank me."

To Mo Yu, Lei Yin was merely a pawn in his scheme to get closer to the Heavenly Saint Ancestral Thunder. Once he had accomplished all that, he would be indifferent to Lei Yin and even the entire Thunder Spirit Clan.

Upon hearing Mo Yu's words, Lei Yin remained silent for a moment. Although he could see that Mo Yu was using him, no matter what, when he saw Lei Quan's crushing defeat on the competition stage, the flame of revenge in his heart undoubtedly surged to its peak.

The only pity is that, under the watchful eyes of everyone on the competition stage, Mo Yu obviously wouldn't kill Lei Quan for him.

In that case, not only Lei Ling, but even the Heavenly Sovereign Elder of the Lei Ling Clan would have to personally intervene.

Even so, Lei Yin was extremely satisfied. In fact, if he had the chance in the future, he would like to personally kill Lei Quan to comfort his sister's spirit in heaven.

“Senior, Lei Ling is a powerful Earthly Sovereign. With his background, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to draw the same lot as you tomorrow. But wouldn’t the last lot be a bit dangerous?” At this moment, Lei Yin seemed to have thought of something and cautiously reminded him.

Although he didn't understand Mo Yu's purpose, regardless of whether Mo Yu was teaching Lei Quan a lesson for him or whether he was now on the same side as Mo Yu, he carefully reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in them.

To conceal it more discreetly, he only separated a portion of his divine soul and left it on Lei Yin in a way similar to 'parasitism'.

Therefore, although Mo Yu was able to control Lei Yin's body, he could not use much of the power of his original body, and in order to avoid being exposed, he would not use any unusual methods.

After all, although Lei Yin is a lone figure, he comes from a branch lineage with shallow foundations and little reputation. If he suddenly performs too amazingly or even abnormally, the higher-ups of the Lei Ling Clan will probably become suspicious.

However, Lei Yin's current body is only at the ninth-grade Supreme level. Even Mo Yu struggled to defeat a Earthly Supreme expert back then. Therefore, he seems to need to come up with a way to win the final match.

However, although it is extremely difficult, it is not without a solution.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu's mind stirred, and then a red scroll appeared.

The moment the red scroll appeared, an aura of bloodshed and tragedy surged forth from it as if it were a tangible entity, eventually coalescing into a dark red figure in mid-air in front of Mo Yu.

The figure seemed to be clad in blood-red iron armor. He stood between heaven and earth, and an endless aura of killing intent surged out like a flood.

That kind of killing intent, although it could not affect Mo Yu, caused Lei Yin within his body to freeze instantly, not daring to move at all.

As Mo Yu gazed at the red scroll, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Although he can only fight against Earthly Sovereigns with the power of a Ninth-Rank Supreme, there are ways to bridge the gap.

This method is a divine technique that only a supreme earthly expert can use!
The red scroll in front of Mo Yu was the divine power technique that his clone had obtained in the Divine Beast Plains: the Self-Sacrifice Demon Fist!

This Sacrifice Demon Fist was created by the ancient powerhouse Blood Battle King. He once used the power of the Sacrifice Demon Fist at the Great Perfection of Earthly Sovereign to perish together with a Demon Emperor from an extraterrestrial evil race.

Although in Mo Yu's view, who has now broken through to the Heavenly Sovereign level, the gap between the Great Perfection of the Earthly Sovereign and the Heavenly Sovereign is like an insurmountable chasm, it is likely that the Blood Battle King was able to perish together with the Demon Emperor because the Demon Emperor was injured, and there was bound to be some trickery involved.

Regardless, the power of this self-sacrificing demonic fist should not be underestimated; it has at least reached the level of a top-tier divine power.

With the Sacrifice Demon Fist combined with Mo Yu's personal execution, even a Ninth-Rank Supreme could defeat an Earth Supreme!

After all, the gap between a Ninth-Rank Supreme and an Earth Supreme is not as huge as that between an Earth Supreme and a Heaven Supreme.

Of course, the origin of this self-sacrificing demonic fist is suspicious, so if Mo Yu wants to use it openly, he still needs to modify it.

However, for Mo Yu, who is now the supreme ruler of the world, modifying a supernatural technique is not too difficult.

……

The night slowly passed, and as the last sliver of the moon disappeared on the horizon, a faint light began to dispel the darkness from the earth.

As the first rays of dawn shone into Thunder Spirit City, the tranquil atmosphere instantly dissipated. Today was the day to determine the top ten spots in the Ancestral Thunder Competition. At this stage, the competition had essentially entered its true climax.

All the members of the Thunder Spirit Clan were eagerly anticipating the birth of the top ten prodigies in the Ancestral Thunder Competition.

The spacious arena was quickly packed with people, and the deafening noise echoed around everyone.

The incredibly vibrant atmosphere was infectious, affecting everyone who entered.

When Lei Yin arrived at the platform, it was already packed with people. Although more than half of the participants had been eliminated after two days of competition, it was still very good to be able to observe such a high-level battle, even if one could not participate.

At this moment, Lei Yin has undoubtedly become the biggest dark horse in this Zu Lei Grand Competition. He comes from a branch lineage, but he has defeated strong opponents one after another. He is only one match away from breaking into the top ten.

Therefore, Lei Yin's reputation soared instantly, and even those from the main branch dared not underestimate him.

However, some of the gazes directed at Lei Yin were filled with sympathy, after all, they had all heard about Lei Ling's desire to avenge his younger brother.

The pressure from a supreme earthly expert is not something an ordinary person can withstand.

Ignoring the gazes around him, Lei Yin went to the spot he had been in yesterday and sat down. A moment later, under the referee's guidance, he drew the red lot number eighteen.

As expected, Lei Ling on the other side drew blue number eighteen.

Lei Yin looked over and, sure enough, saw a slight smile on Lei Ling's lips, which gave a glimpse into the background of the Lei brothers in the Lei Ling clan.

Lei Yin remained calm and composed, for he had long had a foolproof plan for all of this.

After the draw was completed, Lei Yin returned to his seat. Perhaps to show that he valued the event, the competition to determine the final ten spots did not start simultaneously, but rather in stages.

However, Mo Yu, who had already advanced to the Heavenly Sovereign level, had no interest in this childish competition. So he closed his eyes and waited quietly until the referee's announcement rang out. "Red draw number eighteen, versus blue draw number eighteen!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Yin suddenly opened his eyes, then leaped into the air and arrived in the arena, where Lei Ling was already waiting.

"A ninth-rank supreme being versus an earth supreme being, this contest seems to have no suspense whatsoever."

"It's a pity about Lei Yin. He was a dark horse in this game, but he can only stop here."

“Yes, the winners of the previous matches were all from the main branch. If Lei Yin wins, he can bring glory to my branch, but that’s obviously impossible unless a miracle happens.”

……

Whispers arose from the stands, but they clearly didn't think highly of Lei Yin, given the vast difference in their abilities.

Ignoring the surrounding noise, Lei Yin calmly looked ahead and saw Lei Ling staring at him indifferently.

"Just admit defeat and surrender, and you'll avoid physical pain." Lei Ling glanced at Lei Yin indifferently, then said expressionlessly.

If it weren't for the need to restore the honor his brother had lost for his family, he wouldn't have cared about a mere Ninth-Rank Supreme at all. Even now, in his eyes, the other party was nothing more than an ant.

Being regarded as an ant by a sovereign, Lei Yin smiled faintly and said, "Lei Quan is a piece of trash, but your brother doesn't seem to be much better."

boom!
As soon as Lei Yin finished speaking, Lei Ling's expression turned cold instantly. At the same time, a terrifying surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body with a destructive force.

Boom boom!

The space on the dueling platform shattered into dark cracks, as if it could not withstand the terrifying spiritual energy.

Under such terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, Lei Yin at this moment seemed like a weak flame in a raging storm; a slight gust of wind would leave not even bones behind.

This is the power of a supreme being.

On the stands, many spectators also showed great respect for Lei Ling's strength, their faces solemn.

Lei Ling truly deserves to be called the top genius of the Lei Ling Clan. He has advanced to the Earthly Sovereign level at a young age. His strength is already comparable to some of the older generation of powerhouses.

Even so, Lei Yin remained unmoved on the competition stage, a faint smile even appearing on his lips.

The pressure of the Earthly Sovereign is a terrifying existence that can destroy the world to others, but to him, it is as laughable as waving a big sword in front of Guan Yu.

"Boy, I don't know where you get your confidence from, but you dare to insult me. Today I will let you feel the terrifying gap between you and me. This is a powerful force that you lowly disciples can never feel."

Enraged by Lei Yin, Lei Ling's expression instantly turned sinister, and every move he made exuded terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations.

"Golden Thunder!"

The next moment, Lei Ling roared, and instantly, countless golden lightning bolts roared like giant dragons in the sky, appearing out of thin air and sweeping towards Lei Ling's right arm with destructive power.

"Boy, don't be arrogant just because you defeated my weak brother. Today, I'll show you true supernatural powers!"

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, golden lightning bolts, powerful enough to severely injure a ninth-grade supreme being, condensed in Lei Ling's palm. Then, Lei Ling mobilized the spiritual energy of the entire world. The violent attack caused some of the powerful figures in the VIP seats to show solemn expressions.

Clearly, Lei Ling's offensive was somewhat threatening, even to them.

At the head of the VIP section, an elderly man in a gray robe nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face.

He was Lei Wu, the grandfather of the Lei Ling brothers and the Supreme Elder of the Lei Ling Clan.

Lei Wu was extremely satisfied with Lei Ling's performance, acknowledging that he was indeed a descendant he had carefully nurtured.

However, when he looked at Lei Yin, who was calm on the other side, he couldn't help but frown.

This young man from the branch line seems a bit too calm.

On the competition stage, Lei Yin watched Lei Ling display his great power with great interest, secretly making calculations in his mind.

Compared to Lei Quan's half-baked supernatural abilities, Lei Ling, as a supreme being of the earth, possessed supernatural abilities that could truly be called supernatural abilities.

But that's all...

"Divine Power, Golden Saint Thunder Fist!"

hum!
Lei Ling swung his right fist fiercely at Lei Yin, and golden lightning swept out like a storm at an indescribable speed.

Within the force of the fist, countless lightning blades condensed, each one golden in color, capable of easily tearing apart a ninth-grade supreme being.

Judging from this, Lei Ling is actually going to kill Lei Yin in one fell swoop!

Seeing this, the expressions of the people in the stands changed, and they all looked at Lei Yin with a hint of reluctance in their eyes.

Is this dark horse of the branch line about to perish here?

boom!
The golden fist wind storm crashed down like a giant dragon, but careful observers noticed that there was surprisingly no fear in Lei Yin's black eyes. Instead, a chilling fervor was bursting forth.

That fervor stemmed from a yearning for a life-or-death struggle.

Lei Yin's aura instantly became filled with terrifying killing intent, appearing extremely fierce, as if he was willing to fight with everything he had to break the deadlock before him with his life!
An astonishing killing aura, mixed with streaks of purple lightning, shot into the sky, forming a thunderous storm around Lei Yin. The surrounding floor was torn open with cracks under the oppressive force of the thunderous killing energy.

"what happened?!"

On the stands, many powerful figures witnessed this scene, and their expressions immediately changed slightly, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt. They stared at the murderous aura surrounding Lei Yin, and their pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The intense, brutal atmosphere of killing made their scalps tingle.

Furthermore, its thunderous and murderous aura was in no way inferior to Lei Ling's Golden Saint Thunder Fist.

That means Lei Yin was actually using a supernatural fist technique?! (End of Chapter)