Chapter 799: Inherited Blood and the Hide of the Primordial Ape
The battle had ended, and the immense altar fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the two battered figures standing amidst the broken plaza. Though both were heavily exhausted and their spiritual energy nearly depleted, the afterglow of their duel left a sense of awe in every heart.
"This man… he's unfathomable."
After a long silence, someone finally whispered those words.
Though neither had won—Mo Yu and Hou Jun's battle had ended in mutual injury—the result was nothing short of astonishing.
A mere half-step eighth-rank Supreme had fought to a standstill against a Heaven-Reaching Ape prodigy, a true ninth-rank Supreme blessed with his clan's divine berserker art. More shockingly still, Mo Yu had displayed a Divine Fist Technique—a feat so rare it defied imagination.
Such power, such audacity—it was the mark of a true monster among prodigies.
As the stars of the divine beast clans processed what they had witnessed, Cai Lin was the first to shake off her daze. She exchanged a brief look with Mang Lie and his kin before darting forward, her figure streaking up to the plaza to protect Mo Yu's weary form.
Mo Yu's energy was visibly drained; if anyone dared to strike now, the danger would be immense. Cai Lin and her allies were clearly determined not to allow that.
Their vigilance, however, soon proved unnecessary.
The surrounding experts dared not move. Though Mo Yu was weakened, the memory of his earlier ferocity—his willingness to burn life itself for victory—still lingered, coiled around their hearts like a phantom. None were foolish enough to risk rousing that madness again.
The image of that crimson fist had seared itself into their very souls.
Mo Yu exhaled faintly at Cai Lin's approach and sat cross-legged, quietly circulating his energy to stabilize his core. Inwardly, even he was surprised by the ferocity of Hou Jun's strength.
For years on the Dou Qi Continent, whether as his clone or his true body, he had fought invincible—defeating every opponent who stood before him through sheer power of will. Rarely had he ever found himself truly matched in battle.
But Hou Jun's Heaven-Reaching Divine Force was indeed formidable. That berserker gift had multiplied his strength to monstrous levels—had he been even slightly stronger, Mo Yu might well have fallen.
Luckily, Hou Jun was newly advanced to the ninth rank, and Mo Yu's Sacrificial Demon Fist, as a Divine Art, eclipsed ordinary techniques entirely. It was that balance of fate that earned the stalemate.
Around the other side of the altar, the Heaven-Reaching Apes encircled their fallen champion, guarding Hou Jun just as fiercely as Cai Lin now guarded Mo Yu.
Time trickled on—ten minutes, perhaps more—before both warriors stirred.
Mo Yu opened his eyes first, violet-golden light fading slowly from his pupils. Across from him, Hou Jun stretched lazily, his stone staff returning to his grasp as he rolled his shoulders with a casual grin.
"Haha, no victory yet, eh?" Mo Yu said lightly, raising a brow. "Care to go again?"
Hou Jun tilted his head back, laughing heartily. "No need, no need! I, old Hou, admit defeat. That Divine Fist of yours is too damned terrifying. When I've pushed my Heaven-Reaching Force another level, I'll find you for a rematch."
Mo Yu blinked in mild surprise. "Oh? Then… what about the inheritance blood of the Primordial Ape?"
Hou Jun waved him off, smirking. "Take it. If it were anyone else, I'd never yield. But you? Haha, I'd say you're worthy. To cultivate a divine art before even breaking into the eighth rank—how could I not acknowledge you?"
Mo Yu's eyes gleamed. Hou Jun's withdrawal meant the road to the Primordial Ape's legacy now stood unchallenged.
Though strange in manner, Hou Jun's straightforwardness and honor drew respect from him.
"Then I'll remember your generosity, Brother Hou," Mo Yu said with a slight bow.
Hou Jun grinned. "Save your thanks. You earned it through your strength, not my charity. If we kept going, we'd only wreck ourselves and hand the prize to whoever was watching. This way, the legacy remains in capable hands."
He wasn't wrong. Both of them knew another exchange would only end in ruin. For Hou Jun, whose Heaven-Reaching Ape lineage was already among the top divine bloodlines of creation, giving up the inheritance was a painful but acceptable cost.
Besides—securing the friendship of Mo Yu, a prodigy who'd defied cultivation's very logic, might one day prove a greater reward than the blood of a long-dead god-beast.
Mo Yu bowed again, appreciation in his eyes.
Hou Jun smirked and hefted his staff over one shoulder. "If you ever find yourself in the Heaven-Reaching Ape Territory, come find me—we'll settle this war properly."
"When the chance comes, I'll come knocking," Mo Yu replied with a small smile.
The ape warrior laughed, clearly pleased. "Then it's a promise."
Without hesitation, he turned and leapt from the altar, his clan following him in silent reverence. His departure made the declaration official—he had renounced the claim.
The audience below erupted in astonishment. None had expected such an ending.
"That means…" someone murmured, "…the inheritance belongs fully to Mo Yu!"
Indeed, with Hou Jun's withdrawal, there was no one strong enough—or brave enough—to contest him. The memory of that crimson Divine Fist left their hearts quivering with dread.
Within the ranks of the Blood Sky Jiao Clan, Blood Ming's face darkened to the color of storm clouds. His chest heaved, and a spurt of blood sprayed from his mouth as fury consumed him.
Mo Yu had taken everything—he'd humiliated him, secured the Swallowing Python bloodline, and now the Primordial Ape inheritance as well.
To Blood Ming, it was a humiliation beyond repair.
He glared at Mo Yu across the altar, but the moment the human's eyes shifted faintly toward him, Blood Ming instinctively withdrew his gaze, trembling. That same terror that had rooted him during their battle slithered into his bones once more.
From this day forth, Mo Yu would be the shadow haunting his life.
On the altar's summit, Mo Yu ignored him entirely. With all opposition crushed, and Hou Jun's magnanimity clearing the path, he was free to claim his ultimate prize.
His gaze turned toward the towering Primordial Ape statue ahead, where faint streams of violet-gold light shimmered.
Beside him, across the other two plazas, Cai Lin and the Kunpeng prodigy had also emerged victorious. Three victors, three god-beast legacies—the stage was set.
Mo Yu met Cai Lin's gaze across the distance, and for a moment, both smiled faintly. They knew the importance of what came next.
The path to ascension was opening.
Turning back, Mo Yu looked up the endless staircase that led to the ape's monument. A soft hum echoed from above—the statue's runes glowing brighter, as if acknowledging the arrival of the chosen heir.
The light had begun to pulse, alive with ancient will.
Mo Yu inhaled deeply. With a single nod toward Cai Lin, the two launched forward like twin comets, streaking toward their respective divine legacies.
Whoosh!
Three figures shot upward at once—Mo Yu toward the ancient ape, Cai Lin toward the titan serpent, and the Kunpeng youth toward the radiant eagle.
The crowd watched breathlessly, their gazes burning with envy. To inherit such power meant more than glory—it was evolution, transcendence. With those bloodlines, even the heavens themselves might bow.
But none dared move. The three heirs were untouchable now.
Soon, Mo Yu's steps carried him to the last stair. He exhaled softly and lifted his gaze.
The Primordial Ape statue loomed overhead—towering a thousand feet high, its surface scarred by time yet radiating eternal might. Its colossal frame eclipsed the heavens, each detail exuding the essence of strength itself. Though long dead, its pressure filled the air with suffocating weight.
Even a statue alone carried such oppression that the soul trembled.
"This is the might of a true Supreme…" Mo Yu murmured quietly, awe flickering in his eyes. "The will of a being who once reigned above all."
Then—
A gleam of violet-gold rippled across the statue's surface. The light thickened, shining with strange, fluid radiance—as though a layer of skin, clinging faintly to the sculpture, had awakened.
Mo Yu's eyes narrowed sharply.
"This is… the Primordial Hide?"
He recognized it immediately.
Legends said the Primordial Ape was not only the father of all simians but also the embodiment of raw power itself—its body forged from pure cosmic might. Fragments of its hide, even a single strand of its hair, contained strength beyond comprehension.
And now that very essence was calling to him.
Mo Yu's heart pounded.
So this was the truth behind the inheritance—the fusion of blood and flesh, divinity and body.
He stepped forward, light gathering beneath his palms.
For all his battles, for all his pain—this was what it had been leading to.
A half-smile curved his lips.
"This trip," he whispered softly, "was worth it."
(END CHAPTER)
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