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The tragic death of the Third Tianzun immediately drew everyone's attention.
As a genuine Ban Sheng expert, although the Third Tianzun ultimately fell at Cai Lin's hands, everyone knew that Mo Yu was the true mastermind behind the killing.
To slay a Ban Sheng with the strength of a Dou Zun was exceedingly rare, not just in the current era but also in the history of the Dou Qi Continent spanning nearly ten thousand years.
It was clear that once news spread of the Third Tianzun and Hei Guang Sheng Zhe's deaths at Mo Yu's hands, it would create an immense uproar.
"Cai Lin, well done!" Mo Yu raised a thumb towards Cai Lin, who had swiftly dealt with the Third Tianzun, and chuckled lightly.
Cai Lin rolled her eyes at Mo Yu, easily catching the teasing tone in his voice. She hadn't even contributed much; her action was spurred purely by Demonic Soul Mark that ignited her killing intent.
On the other side, Gu You slowly raised his head and said coldly, "Good, no wonder you were able to make those guys suffer defeat after defeat. Mo Yu, you truly have some skills.
"However, since you've killed the Third Tianzun of my Hall of Souls, from now on, we will not rest until one of us is dead!"
"Hmph, we were already at that point. Don't think your Hall of Souls will have the chance to seek vengeance. Even if you don't come for me, I won't let you off. One day, I'll make sure your Hall of Souls is completely eradicated!" Mo Yu sneered.
"Courting death!"
Gu You's face instantly became ferociously grim at these words. But just as his chilling shout rang out, a streak of icy light suddenly appeared before him, catching him completely off guard.
A fist seemingly forged of ice, brimming with a terrifying force, hurled toward Gu You's head.
"Hmph!"
The sudden lightning-quick attack momentarily startled Gu You, but he quickly regained his composure. His withered hand shot out, colliding forcefully with the massive icy fist.
"Clang!"
A crisp metallic clang echoed through the sky as the two forces collided.
In the next moment, Gu You's figure was forced backward more than ten steps, and a deep imprint appeared on his dry fist. Evidently, this strike from Qing Zhi had caused him significant harm.
"Curse you, Mo Yu! Curse you, Yuan Manor!"
Gu You steadied himself with difficulty, his gaze cold as he looked at the icy figure in the distance. Had it not been for the distraction caused by the Third Tianzun's death, how could he have been caught off guard and injured by Qing Zhi's sneak attack?
"Since you're so intent on courting death, don't blame this old man for showing no mercy!"
Gu You's face twisted with malevolence. He had never imagined that this operation would end so disastrously—not only failing to eliminate Mo Yu but also losing a Ban Sheng expert. Returning to the hall with such a failure would surely lead to severe consequences.
With this thought, Gu You braced himself against Qing Zhi's offensive. The black mist behind him condensed into a massive black hand, which suddenly appeared before Mo Yu, reaching to grab him.
"Shh!"
However, just as the black hand reached for Mo Yu, the space beside him rippled. A spatial fissure swiftly emerged, and a familiar figure clad in purple-gold robes stepped out leisurely, his calm voice resonating.
"Gu You, considering your seniority, aren't you ashamed of attacking a junior?"
Gu You froze at the sudden appearance of the purple-robed figure. His voice turned cold. "It's you, She Wuwan."
"She Lao? Why are you here?" Mo Yu was equally surprised by the arrival of this figure—he hadn't even requested reinforcements yet.
"Hehe, I came to check on things just in case." She Wuwan floated before Mo Yu, smiling faintly. His gaze swept over Mo Yu, and his eyes revealed a hint of appreciation.
"In just a few short months, your strength has advanced yet again. Truly unexpected. Moreover, to slay the Third Tianzun—such a feat will ensure your name spreads across the continent."
Mo Yu smiled faintly, clearly unfazed by the praise.
Seeing this, She Wuwan shook his head with a chuckle. Then his gaze turned toward Gu You in the distance, his tone chilling.
"Attacking juniors is hardly a skill worth bragging about. Why don't you and I have a go instead?"
Gu You's expression twitched. Both he and She Wuwan were Ban Sheng experts, and with Qing Zhi also present, he lacked the strength to take on two opponents alone.
"She Wuwan, don't get arrogant with me. The experts of my Hun Clan far surpass those of your Yuan Manor. If I were to summon a few elders from my clan, let's see how you'd fare then!"
Though he knew he couldn't win, Gu You refused to show weakness, sneering coldly.
"Yuan Manor may not be enough, but don't forget Falling Star Pavilion is here too!"
Before Gu You could finish, Xiao Yan flew over, landing beside Mo Yu.
With a firm grip, Xiao Yan produced a spatial scroll, crushed it swiftly, and a wave of spatial energy spread out. A spatial fissure opened, and an elderly figure emerged, stepping into view under Gu You's darkened expression.
"Hehe, such a lively scene here."
As the elderly figure appeared, a familiar, faint chuckle rang out.
"Yao Lao," Mo Yu greeted with a smile upon seeing the figure.
"Hehe, Mo Yu, we meet again." Yao Lao smiled warmly at Mo Yu, his gaze scanning him with astonishment. After a moment, he turned to She Wuwan with a smile.
"Old friend, it's been a while. I didn't expect to see another Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Serpent appearing on the continent. Truly a joyous occasion."
She Wuwan responded with a modest bow and a faint smile. "Breaking through to the Nine Wings was mere fortune, thanks in no small part to your intelligence back then.
"But the revival of you, the continent's foremost alchemist, is the true blessing for us all."
"Too kind..." Yao Lao stroked his white beard with a light laugh, exchanging a few pleasantries before turning serious.
"Master," Xiao Yan addressed Yao Lao softly, recounting the events briefly.
"Hun Clan grows increasingly brazen..." Yao Lao frowned after hearing Xiao Yan's account, casting a sharp look at Gu You.
"My Falling Star Pavilion stands united with Yuan Manor. I wonder how many troops your Hall of Souls intends to deploy against us."
Faced with Yao Lao's questioning tone and the combined presence of She Wuwan and Qing Zhi, Gu You's expression grew grim. While the Hall of Souls was powerful, confronting three Ban Shengs simultaneously would undoubtedly stretch its limits.
If they were to seek the support of the Hun Clan's forces, then behind Mo Yu stood the backing of the Lei Clan.
As one of the strongest ancient clans beneath the Gu Clan and Hun Clan, the Lei Clan's strength was something even the Hun Clan had to regard with caution.
The Hun Clan experts, led by Hun Yu, quickly moved behind Gu You, their expressions grim as they observed the opposing formation. In an instant, their advantage had disappeared.
"Elder Gu You, do we need to summon more experts from the clan?" Hun Yu asked in a low voice.
Hearing this, Gu You frowned, let out a sigh, and replied, "Retreat. To eliminate three Ban Sheng experts, we would need to summon countless elders, and perhaps even a true Dou Sheng would have to step in. Doing so would violate the agreements among the Eight Ancient Clans.
Moreover, Mo Yu possesses the Lei Clan's bloodline. If we summon a large number of experts, they will undoubtedly do the same. Such a scenario would expose our strength, which would not be to our benefit."
Seeing that Gu You intended to give up, Hun Yu felt reluctant, but he understood the current situation. Facing three Ban Shengs, plus Mo Yu, who possessed Ban Sheng-level strength, they had no chance of winning.
"Yuan Manor, Falling Star Pavilion, don't get complacent. One day, there will be no trace of either of you left on this continent," Gu You said coldly as he glared at Yao Lao and She Lao.
In response, both Yao Lao and She Lao merely chuckled. As seasoned veterans who had traversed countless life-and-death scenarios, they were unfazed by such threats.
Even with the Hall of Souls's backing from the Hun Clan, trying to intimidate them with mere words was nothing but wishful thinking.
Of course, they also understood the undertone of retreat in Gu You's words but refrained from pressing the advantage. After all, it was impossible to completely detain someone like Gu You, who surely carried spatial scrolls capable of summoning Hun Clan reinforcements. Prolonging the conflict could turn unfavorable.
"Mark my words, Yuan Manor and Falling Star Pavilion will be utterly destroyed by the Hall of Souls. Cherish your remaining time," Gu You sneered before turning to leave. With a final glare at Mo Yu, he led the others out of the Ancient Wasteland Region.
Watching the retreating figures, Mo Yu snorted coldly. "They escaped fast; otherwise, I would have kept them all here!"
"Haha, being able to slay a Ban Sheng is already quite impressive. The Hall of Souls suffered a major setback this time, and they'll likely remember it for a while," She Lao said with a smile.
Even Yao Lao looked at Mo Yu with appreciation and praised, "Taking down a Ban Sheng is no easy feat, even for those of us at this level. For you to achieve such a feat at your age is truly remarkable.
Haha, I foresee it won't be long before the continent sees an invincible Sheng."
In Yao Lao's view, Mo Yu's ability to slay a Ban Sheng as a Dou Zun all but guaranteed his success in breaking through to Sheng-level. Once he reached Ban Sheng, even Yao Lao might not be his match.
"Yao Chen is right. Mo Yu, keep pushing forward and strive to break through to Sheng-level soon. Only by stepping into Sheng-level can you truly stand among the continent's strongest," She Lao added with a laugh.
Mo Yu paused briefly before nodding. Reaching Sheng-level was indeed his goal. After the current affairs in the Ancient Wasteland Region were concluded, it would be the perfect time for him to enter secluded cultivation and prepare for his breakthrough to Ban Sheng.
While Mo Yu was deep in thought, the high-ranking Dou Zuns he had recently recruited in the Ancient Wasteland Region paid their respects to She Lao. After witnessing the presence of two Ban Shengs in the Falling Star Pavilion, their previously restless minds had settled.
For these eight and nine-star Dou Zun experts, She Lao greeted them with a smile. The rapid development of the Falling Star Pavilion made their arrival timely, significantly boosting the faction's strength.
With Gu You's departure, the affairs in the Ancient Wasteland Region came to an end. Xun Er, reluctant to part with Xiao Yan, exchanged a few words with Mo Yu before departing under the protection of her clan's experts, heading back to the Gu Clan.
"With the matter of the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree resolved, it's time for us to return to our respective factions. Though Gu You's parting words carried a hint of intimidation, the Hall of Souls's vengeful nature makes it necessary for us to remain vigilant against their retaliation.
We must prepare our forces and guard against potential ambushes from the Hall of Souls," Yao Lao said after Xun Er and her group left.
"Indeed. With the alliance between the Falling Star Pavilion and Yuan Manor, they would need to dispatch at least five Ban Shengs to pose a threat. Mobilizing such a force is not easy, even for the Hun Clan. Hence, Yuan Manor and the Falling Star Pavilion must stand united," She Lao replied slowly.
"Of course. The Falling Star Pavilion and Yuan Manor are inseparable. If Yuan Manor faces an attack, the Falling Star Pavilion will never stand by," Yao Lao said earnestly.
"The same goes for Yuan Manor. If the Falling Star Pavilion is targeted by the Hall of Souls, we will provide full support," Mo Yu said with a smile.
"I only fear the Hun Clan may deploy a Dou Sheng. Just one true Dou Sheng could overwhelm both the Falling Star Pavilion and Yuan Manor, even if we join forces," She Lao remarked suddenly.
Yao Lao frowned slightly at these words but soon replied, "While Dou Shengs are indeed formidable, the ancient clans established treaties to prevent them from casually appearing on the continent. Even the Hun Clan would not dare break these agreements lightly."
"Let's hope so..." She Lao sighed softly.
"Haha, whatever happens, we'll adapt. Besides, Mo Yu has an extraordinary background. Even if a Dou Sheng arrives, we won't be completely helpless," Yao Lao said with a smile. "It's getting late. Since the Falling Star Pavilion and Yuan Manor are in different directions, let's part ways here. Until next time!"
With those words, Yao Lao cupped his hands in farewell to She Lao. Wasting no time, he waved his sleeve, and a spatial force enveloped Xiao Yan and the others, quickly whisking them away from the sky.
As he watched them disappear, Mo Yu let out a sigh and turned his gaze to the edge of the Ancient Wasteland Region. "Let's go. It's time for us to return as well."
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