BTTH : I am Thunder Emperor Chapter 710 - 708: Eighth Grade Supreme, Shocking the Entire

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"The Yuchang Clan must have their own reasons for this move. After all, this battle concerns the fate of their clan."

As soon as Mo Yu appeared, the murmurs around the plaza erupted into an uproar. Nurous astonished and doubtful gazes swept over him, scrutinizing his every move.

At the seats of the Gongshu Clan, Gongshu Zan furrowed his brows as he looked at Mo Yu, whom he had t once before. "Isn’t this kid from Yuchang Ran’s convoy? The esteed Yuchang Clan... even if they wanted to send a scapegoat, they wouldn’t just pick a re carriage driver, right?"

But if that wasn’t the case, did they truly believe this young man could stand against his father?

Beside Gongshu Zan, an elder in a blood-red robe sat with his eyes half-closed, seemingly indifferent to the commotion around him. His hands were tucked into his sleeves, and his body leaned slightly against the chair, exuding a suffocating, bloodthirsty aura.

Noticing Gongshu Zan’s concern, the elder opened his eyes slightly, glancing at Mo Yu before speaking in a hoarse voice, "This kid seems unfathomable. I wonder where the Yuchang Clan found such a helper."

"Oh? Then do you think my father can defeat him?" Gongshu Zan’s expression turned serious. If this silver-eyed youth could make this old monster give such an evaluation, then he was clearly not so disposable pawn sent by the Yuchang Clan.

"Patriach Gongsu successfully broke through to the Eighth Grade Supre with the help of my Blood God Clan’s resources. Even within our clan, such strength is considered formidable."

"As for that kid, though I can’t fully discern his depth, it’s possible he’s using a technique to deliberately conceal his cultivation. Overall, the patriarch’s chances of winning are quite high," the elder concluded before closing his eyes again.

Hearing this, Gongshu Zan let out a sigh of relief, a cold smile creeping onto his face. He was eager to witness the Yuchang Clan kneeling in submission to the Gongshu Clan after their inevitable defeat.

On the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform, Gongshu Qiu’s sinister gaze swept over Mo Yu as he probed, "The Yuchang Clan actually sent such a young man. Are they truly this desperate? Boy, state your na."

Mo Yu smiled faintly, ignoring the arrogant tone of the elder, and responded lightly, "Mo Yu."

"Mo Yu? Never heard of you..." Gongshu Qiu frowned slightly. He had heard of every renowned expert across the Myriad Weapons Region and the Western Heaven Continent, yet this na was entirely unfamiliar.

Realizing this, Gongshu Qiu relaxed a little. He had been worried the Yuchang Clan might have invited so hidden powerhouse.

But this Mo Yu was young and unheard of, likely just another pawn sent to die. If so, winning this duel would be effortless.

"Kid, you’re young, so I’ll give you a chance. I’ll give you ten breaths to decide—leave on your own or let cripple you and throw you out." Gongshu Qiu’s expression remained cold as he spoke indifferently.

"No need for ten breaths. Let’s get this over with," Mo Yu shook his head calmly.

"Hmph, a road to heaven yet you refuse to walk it, a gate to hell yet you barge in yourself! Since you seek death, don’t bla for being rciless."

Seeing Mo Yu’s unwavering composure, a sudden sense of unease rose in Gongshu Qiu’s heart. But he quickly dismissed it, his expression darkening as a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

With a wave of his sleeve, the once azure sky instantly twisted and distorted. A terrifying pressure, powerful enough to crush the heavens, erupted and engulfed the entire battlefield.

Boom! Boom!

Above the sky, all the clouds shattered instantly. The very fabric of space distorted, forming hideous cracks that spread like sinister black serpents.

Then, with a grasp of his palm, the eerie spatial fissures converged, coiling around his hand like writhing black snakes. Only the most discerning eyes could perceive the horrifying power contained within them—

The power of space itself.

"Spatial mastery... Eighth Grade Supre!"

A collective gasp echoed through the arena. The ability to freely manipulate spatial forces was an ability exclusive to Eighth Grade Supres. Clearly, the rumors were true—Gongshu Qiu had indeed stepped into the realm of the Eighth Grade Supre!

From the spectator stands, the Yuchang Clan elders, including Yuchang Yuan, could only let out bitter sighs. Although they had anticipated Gongshu Qiu’s strength, witnessing it firsthand still left them shaken.

"No wonder he’s Gongshu Qiu. He never fights unprepared... He really did break through to Eighth Grade Supre." Yuchang Yuan couldn’t help but sigh.

On the Myriad Weapons Region, the strongest figures from the top three families and two sects typically hovered around the Seventh Grade Supre level. That was the recognized peak of power.

But clearly, that information was now outdated. Gongshu Qiu had successfully ascended beyond that.

Realizing this, the mbers of the Yuchang Clan all turned to Mo Yu with tense expressions.

Even though Mo Yu had already demonstrated his formidable strength, his previous opponent was rely Yuchang Jian, a Sixth Grade Supre.

But now, he was facing an Eighth Grade Supre!

Could he win again?

This battle would determine the fate of the Yuchang Clan.

As countless awe-struck gazes fixated on him, Gongshu Qiu sneered at Mo Yu before flicking his fingers.

The spatial serpents in his palm vanished into thin air.

Boom!

In that instant, the space around Mo Yu violently twisted.

Rifts in space tore open, forming jagged, sinister fissures that lunged toward him, aiming to shred him apart.

This attack carried no grand explosions or overwhelming energy waves. Yet its lethality far surpassed that of any re collision of spiritual power.

The forces within these spatial tears were enough to instantly shred a Fifth Grade Supre into pieces.

More importantly, this kind of attack was nearly impossible to evade. No matter how fast one was, they could never outrun the speed at which space itself was being torn apart.

That was the terrifying difference between an Eight Grade and a Seventh Grade Supre.

Yet, despite the looming catastrophe, Mo Yu’s expression remained unchanged.

He simply raised a hand in front of him, his lips curling slightly into a faint smile.

In the next mont, the space surrounding him twisted violently.

Then, just like before, sinister spatial fissures erged—this ti, forming around Mo Yu’s body!

These newly ford fissures collided directly with Gongshu Qiu’s attack.

Ssshh!

Ssshh!

Ssshh!

A series of faint hissing sounds echoed through the sky as the spatial fissures devoured each other, dissipating into nothingness.

"Spatial mastery?!"

"Mo Yu... he’s also an Eighth Grade Supre?!"

A wave of shock rippled through the crowd. It was clear to everyone—Mo Yu had just neutralized Gongshu Qiu’s attack using the exact sa technique.

There was only one explanation—

This seemingly young and unknown Mo Yu had also reached the realm of an Eighth Grade Supre!

"Mr. Mo Yu, you truly are a remarkable figure who has broken free from the plane’s shackles... Eighth Grade Supre... incredible!" Yuchang Jian exclaid with joy.

"Yes, with this, our Yuchang Clan has hope. I never expected that Mr. Mo Yu is also an Eighth Grade Supre. Truly, he is young and promising." The Grand Elder of the Yuchang Clan stroked his beard and smiled.

"Don’t celebrate too soon. To determine the victor, there will be a fierce battle ahead." Yuchang Yuan also smiled slightly before speaking in a serious tone.

Although both were Eighth Grade Supres, Gongshu Qiu was not an easy opponent. It was still uncertain who would erge victorious.

"I think Mr. Mo Yu will win. He always appears so calm and composed. I feel... his strength might not just be limited to the Eighth Grade Supre level." At this mont, in a corner, Yuchang Ran’s beautiful eyes glead as she spoke.

Even though she was the weakest among those present, a woman’s intuition told her that Mo Yu was still hiding so of his strength.

"Oh? Not just an Eighth Grade Supre..." Upon hearing this, the higher-ups of the Yuchang Clan were all stunned.

After all, the Eighth Grade Supre was already one of the pinnacle existences on the Myriad Weapons Region. If Mo Yu’s strength exceeded that, could he be a Ninth Grade Supre, or even...

Thinking of this, Yuchang Yuan and the others couldn’t help but shiver.

An Earthly Supre—that was a powerhouse equivalent to a hegemonic ruler in the Great Thousand World. Every Earthly Supre was a renowned figure, overseeing vast territories.

Although Mo Yu was monstrously talented, he had only recently broken free from the shackles of the lower plane. Even if he had the potential to reach the Earthly Supre level, it was impossible for him to have broken through so quickly.

Shaking their heads, the crowd quickly dismissed this unrealistic and absurd notion. Instead, they focused their eyes on the battlefield, where the match that would decide the fate of the Yuchang Clan was about to begin.

On the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform—

"Oh? So you’re an Eighth Grade Supre as well..." Upon witnessing Mo Yu’s control over space, Gongshu Qiu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

He hadn’t expected that this young man, Mo Yu, would also be an Eighth Grade Supre!

The Yuchang Clan had clearly co prepared!

However, Gongshu Qiu was, after all, the patriarch of his clan. Back then, in order to curry favor with the Blood God Clan, he had willingly sent his most beautiful daughter into the tiger’s den, seeking their support.

Thus, he was no easy opponent. Quickly suppressing his surprise, he gazed at Mo Yu and let out a chuckle. But in his eyes, a sharp and icy glint began to erge—this kind of adversary was one that deserved his full attention.

"This is getting interesting... It’s been years since I last fought. I hope I’m not rusty."

"Enough talk. Let’s begin." Mo Yu spoke with a faint smile, his expression devoid of any ripple of emotion.

Hearing this, Gongshu Qiu let out a cold laugh. He then slowly closed his aged eyes, and as his eyelids shut, the vast space behind him began to distort. That region transford into a swirling black hole, wildly devouring the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth.

As the energy condensed into radiant beams, an enormous figure, spanning several thousand feet, began to take shape.

This figure sat cross-legged in the void, its entire form enveloped in dazzling brilliance. However, it was not an illusion. The flowing light upon its surface made it indistinguishable from an actual entity—it was, without a doubt, a true giant!

Moreover, wrapped around this colossal figure was a massive pitch-black serpent. The serpent coiled around its body, raising its head high, exuding an aura of devouring the heavens and earth.

The mont this giant shadow erged, the sky trembled violently, as if it couldn’t withstand its overwhelming presence.

Hiss!

The black serpent flicked its forked tongue, sending chilling soundwaves across the battlefield. Instantly, the heavens and earth seed to collapse!

Below, as the spectators gazed upon the colossal Supre Dharma Body and the coiled black serpent, their eyes shrank in shock as they murmured in disbelief:

"This is... the Demonic Python Dharma Body?"

The towering Supre Dharma Body sat in the void, emanating an imnse and boundless spiritual energy wave that roared like a surging ocean. The sheer spectacle of it was breathtaking.

Countless powerful figures throughout the heavens and earth looked on in astonishnt. Under the control of Gongshu Qiu, an Eighth Grade Supre, this Supre Dharma Body had been refined to a degree nearly indistinguishable from a physical body.

Although the Demonic Python Dharma Body was not ranked among the 99 Supre Dharma Bodies, its power was formidable—nearly equal to the Dharma Bodies ranked at the bottom of that legendary list.

At this mont, all eyes turned toward Mo Yu. They were eager to see what kind of Supre Dharma Body this mysterious expert—whom the Yuchang Clan had sohow recruited—would reveal.

Gongshu Qiu spoke coldly, "Show your Supre Dharma Body."

However, Mo Yu rely stood with his hands behind his back and replied indifferently:

"You are not worthy of seeing my Supre Dharma Body."

The mont these words fell, an uproar erupted.

No one had expected that, when facing Gongshu Qiu—an Eighth Grade Supre—this silver-eyed youth would utter such audacious words.

Even the old Blood God Clan elder, who had kept his eyes shut all this ti, slightly opened them in surprise, staring at Mo Yu with intrigue.

Such arrogant words—even he dared not say them lightly.

"You court death!"

Enraged by Mo Yu’s utter disdain, a surge of fury flared in Gongshu Qiu’s eyes, and his expression twisted into sothing hideous.

His gaze flashed with chilling light as his foot slamd down. At that mont, the pitch-black serpent entwined around his Supre Dharma Body suddenly opened its fearso maw and inhaled sharply.

Boom! Boom!

The space before it shattered instantly, countless spatial fragnts being swallowed into its gaping jaws. The next instant, black spiritual energy, carrying shards of the fractured space, erupted like a raging flood.

Demonic Python Breath!

Swish!

The black flood pierced through space, ignoring distance, appearing instantly before Mo Yu. The turbulent energy, infused with spatial shards, was enough to obliterate anything in its path.

Yet, just as everyone thought Mo Yu had given up resisting, he slowly extended his palm. A faint smile graced his lips as his right hand lightly grasped at the incoming attack.

Boom!

At that instant, it was as if ti had frozen. The terrifying black flood, seemingly unstoppable, suddenly shattered like fragile glass, crumbling into nothingness—utterly destroyed in an instant.

Upon witnessing this inconceivable scene, everyone fell into stunned silence, their eyes widening in utter disbelief...

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