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A dense black mist surged into the grand hall from outside, swiftly gathering in midair.
When the mist dispersed, two figures, one black and one white, appeared, exuding an aura of overwhelming strength. Their unique entrance imdiately made many recognize their identities.
"Hall of Souls mbers?"
Seeing the newcors’ identities, many present felt their hearts skip a beat, their brows furrowing deeply.
The Hall of Souls’s power was well-known across the continent. If they were here to compete for Tian Class Dou Technique, it would undoubtedly make the already chaotic situation even more precarious.
Mo Yu’s gaze fixed on the two figures in midair, the cold sneer on his face growing even more pronounced.
Hall of Souls—so they finally showed up.
Black Tianzun and White Tianzun hovered in midair, their gazes scanning the hall below. When their eyes landed on Mo Yu and Xiao Yan, they froze montarily before turning ice-cold.
"To think you two would also co," said one of Black Tianzun and White Tianzun, their tone filled with malice.
Hearing the hostility in their voices, all eyes in the hall turned towards the two slender youths standing in the center.
"Oh? So Hall of Souls sent you two. In that case, pass a ssage to Ninth Tianzun: next ti, he won’t be so lucky," Mo Yu replied casually, smiling faintly.
"You arrogant brat!"
Black Tianzun and White Tianzun’ faces twisted with rage. The destruction of their branch hall and the grievous injuries to Ninth Tianzun were bitter scars on Hall of Souls’s reputation.
Now, hearing Mo Yu bring it up again felt like rubbing salt into their wounds.
The Sovereigns’ outburst sent ripples through the crowd. Gasps filled the hall as disbelief spread like wildfire.
This youth had even clashed with Ninth Tianzun of the Hall of Souls?
Ninth Tianzun was a true expert of the continent, soone who even leaders of major factions treated with utmost respect.
Yet from the way things looked, Mo Yu had managed to make Ninth Tianzun suffer a loss.
Such thoughts elevated Mo Yu’s image in the minds of those present to an even more unfathomable level.
Recalling how Mo Yu had instantly killed their own elder during the Beast Spirit Barrier incident, Feng Qing’er and her group turned pale, gazing at Mo Yu with visible terror.
Boom!
While Mo Yu and Black Tianzun and White Tianzun exchanged sharp words, a sudden, thunderous roar reverberated through the hall.
It was as though a massive explosive had gone off, instantly turning the grand hall into a boiling cauldron.
Hiss! Hiss!
In the sky above, beams of light burst forth, scattering in ten directions.
The seals had finally been undone.
Through the luminous haze, faint glimpses of scroll-like objects could be seen. An ancient aura emanated from them, driving countless onlookers to bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing.
"Tian Class Dou Techniques have appeared!"
The sudden shout shattered the brief silence, followed by the deafening sound of combat energy erupting across the hall. Shadows darted in every direction, each vying for the scrolls in a frenzied competition.
Yet those beams of light seed to have a will of their own. As they soared through the air, they twisted and turned, deftly evading all grasping hands.
Pfft!
Above the hall, figures clashed violently, their exchanges reverberating through the air. One after another, bodies fell to the ground, blood spraying in all directions.
The muffled thuds of bodies hitting the ground sent chills down many spines. Everyone here was fighting as if their lives depended on it.
"Hold off for now," Mo Yu said, shaking his head at the escalating chaos.
Xiao Yan nodded in agreent and signaled the experts from the Falling Star Pavilion to stay their hands. His sharp gaze remained locked on the beams of light darting through the air.
"Cousin Mo Yu, can you tell which scroll contains Tian Class Dou Technique?" Xiao Yan asked softly.
"None of them," Mo Yu replied with a faint smile, shaking his head.
"What?" Xiao Yan’s eyes widened in disbelief. Although he trusted Mo Yu, he couldn’t help but ask, "Could it be that the news about a Tian Class Dou Technique in this Dou Sheng’s relic is false?"
"Heh, Tian Class Dou Technique exists—but not among those ten scrolls," Mo Yu chuckled.
"Oh?" Xiao Yan shifted his gaze away from the scrolls, his eyes landing on the Dou Sheng’s skeletal remains. A glimr of understanding flashed through his expression.
Seeing Xiao Yan grasp his aning so quickly, Mo Yu smiled approvingly and nodded. "That’s right. The ten scrolls are a diversion. The true Tian Class Dou Technique lies within the Dou Sheng’s skeleton."
Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up with realization. The Dou Sheng had set such a cunning trap! At the sa ti, he couldn’t help but admire Mo Yu’s perceptiveness.
"Should we make a move for the skeleton, then?" Xiao Yan asked.
"No rush. Even in death, the remains of a Dou Sheng are not sothing ordinary people can touch. Let’s watch and wait," Mo Yu advised.
No sooner had he spoken than Black Tianzun and White Tianzun fixed their fervent gazes on the jade-white skeleton. Licking their lips, they stepped forward and reached out towards the remains.
Shhh!
Just as their hands were about to touch the skeleton, the surrounding space rippled, transforming into countless sharp spatial spikes that pierced their hands.
Fresh blood dripped onto the skeleton.
As the blood seeped into the bones, Black Tianzun and White Tianzun exchanged a panicked glance. Their pupils contracted sharply.
"Retreat! Quickly!"
One of Dou Zun let out a desperate cry as their bodies shot backward like arrows.
While their reaction was swift, the other Hall of Souls experts weren’t as quick. Their hesitation cost them dearly.
The mont they attempted to retreat, the jade-white skeleton trembled. Its hollow eye sockets lit up with faint crimson flas, flickering ominously.
Roar!
A bone-chilling roar erupted from the skeleton, echoing like thunder across the hall.
The roar transford into a tangible shockwave, spreading outward with the skeleton at its center.
Boom!
The Hall of Souls experts closest to the skeleton were the first to be hit by the shockwave. Their bodies exploded into clouds of blood mist on contact.
Even Black Tianzun and White Tianzun, despite their swift retreat, felt their blood churn violently from the impact.
The devastating soundwave left the majority of the hall’s occupants defenseless, turning the entire scene into a massacre.
Blood and gore painted the grand hall, and the skeleton’s terrifying might sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
The soundwaves dispersed after causing a chilling massacre, fading amidst the horrified expressions of the onlookers.
Staring at the blood mist slowly drifting down in the air, everyone felt an overwhelming sense of terror and dread creep into their hearts.
Earlier, under the devastating soundwaves, at least a hundred lives were lost, including three Dou Zun experts!
"Soundwaves that can instantly kill even Dou Zun experts..."
Witnessing the scene, Xiao Yan’s expression turned somber. He glanced at the tragic state of the hall and muttered to Mo Yu, still feeling a lingering fear, "As expected, trusting Cousin was the right decision..."
The experts of the Falling Star Pavilion also cast astonished glances at Mo Yu. None of them had expected everything to play out exactly as this young man had anticipated.
Such shrewdness was truly terrifying...
Hearing this, Mo Yu smiled faintly, then shifted his gaze toward the sky. His eyes narrowed slightly as he murmured, "It’s not over yet."
"Crack."
Just as Mo Yu finished speaking, a faint sound of bones twisting echoed from within the blood-mist-filled grand hall.
The sound imdiately brought all chaos in the hall to a halt. Countless horrified gazes locked onto the blood-mist-shrouded center of the hall. Fear spread rapidly in the air.
"Tap, tap."
The sound of bones stepping on the ground grew louder, approaching from afar. Though faint, it felt like it was treading on everyone’s hearts, filling them with an oppressive weight.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the blood mist in the hall rippled gently.
A mont later, a skeleton stained completely crimson by the blood mist erged, taking slow, deliberate steps. It appeared in full view of the crowd.
"Intruders of the relic... die!"
The crimson skeleton stopped about a hundred ters in front of the crowd. Slowly, it raised its head, and a blood-red gleam flickered in its hollow eye sockets. A cold, ancient, and hoarse voice echoed faintly in the grand hall.
"Roar!"
The next mont, the Dou Sheng skeleton’s body abruptly erupted, releasing an eerie sound. It paused briefly before tilting its head back and letting out a deep, raspy roar that seed to resonate from ancient tis.
"Great Heaven Creation Palm!"
The fragnted, hoarse, and ancient voice reached the ears of the onlookers, causing everyone’s hair to stand on end.
"It’s using a Dou Technique—retreat imdiately!"
At this mont, Black Tianzun and White Tianzun seed to have realized sothing was terribly wrong. Their face turned pale with fear, and with a sharp cry, they abandoned all pretense and fled frantically.
Black Tianzun and White Tianzun’s panicked retreat instantly drew the attention of everyone in the hall. Though they didn’t understand what was happening, they knew it couldn’t be good.
Panic spread like wildfire as people scrambled to escape, turning the grand hall into a chaotic ss once again.
While the hall descended into chaos, the crimson hue enveloping the Dou Sheng skeleton suddenly seed to co alive, converging entirely into its right hand.
In an instant, its palm was dyed a deep, ominous red, as though it had been soaked in blood for countless years. The sight alone sent chills down everyone’s spine.
"Roar!"
As the final trace of crimson gathered into its right hand, a tiny black dot, about the size of a soybean, erged in the Dou Sheng skeleton’s palm.
With the appearance of the black dot, the skeleton raised its right hand abruptly and slamd it heavily onto the unyielding floor of the grand hall.
The impact was silent. The mont the bone palm touched the ground, the sturdy floor seed to vanish into thin air, revealing the deep brown rock beneath.
"Hiss!"
As the floor vanished, a black circle of light appeared and began to expand rapidly.
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
The expanding black circle sent shivers down everyone’s spine. Wherever it passed—whether stone slabs, pillars, or anything else—everything disappeared without a trace.
It was like a black hole—mysterious and terrifying.
"Run for your lives!"
The horrifying scene left everyone in the hall petrified.
The black circle emitted an overwhelming suction force. Several caught off guard were dragged backward and vanished into the black circle, leaving no trace behind.
Shrieks of terror echoed endlessly in the grand hall.
As figures struggled desperately in the air, they couldn’t resist the suction force. Eventually, they were sucked into the black circle and obliterated.
Hearing the endless cries of despair, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow. The Dou Technique being unleashed was undoubtedly Tian Class!
"Hiss!"
While everyone else scrambled to escape, Mo Yu moved against the tide. Surrounding himself with thunder armor and wings, his aura surged dramatically.
Black Tianzun and White Tianzun caught sight of Mo Yu’s movent and sneered coldly.
"The power of a Tian Class Dou Technique isn’t sothing you can withstand. This kid is courting death!"
Even Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian were montarily stunned. But before they could react, Mo Yu had already shot forward like a cannonball.
At the sa ti, an exquisitely terrifying thunder orb appeared in Mo Yu’s hand.
The black circle continued to expand like a harbinger of death, consuming the grand hall entirely.
"Black Gold Thunder Orb!"
As the black circle lood, Mo Yu’s expression hardened. With a swift motion, he hurled the thunder orb, unleashing a storm of terrifying lightning energy.
"Boom!"
The lightning storm collided with the black circle, creating massive shockwaves that surged through the hall like tsunamis.
Even Dou Zun experts were struck with an overwhelming sense of dread from the sheer force of the explosion.
Ti passed unknowably.
Under the relentless assault of the lightning storm, the black circle finally began to weaken and eventually dissipated.
In the wake of its disappearance, a massive crater, spanning hundreds of ters, appeared before everyone’s eyes.
The once-majestic grand hall had been utterly annihilated, leaving not a single trace behind.
Taking deep breaths to steady themselves, the survivors turned their gazes toward the massive crater’s center.
Suspended midair within the crater was a jade-white skeleton.
The crimson glow in its eye sockets had completely vanished. It was evident that the remnant soul imprint of the Dou Sheng expert had finally dissipated.
"A Tian Class Dou Technique..."
Staring fixedly at the jade-white skeleton, the crowd barely had ti to react before a shadow streaked across the sky.
Under everyone’s astonished gazes, Mo Yu appeared and calmly stored the jade-white skeleton into his beast ring.
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