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"Divine Heaven Ancient Wolf Thunder!"
As the lightning condensed into a tangible entity, Mo Yu's eyebrows lifted slightly, and a look of delight crossed his face.
In the Heavenly Flame Ranking, the fourteenth-ranked Fallen Heart Flame was an intangible fire python. However, when it came to the ninth-ranked Three Thousand Burning Flame, it had already evolved into a tangible fire dragon.
This demonstrated that whether it was lightning or fire, once it could condense into a physical beast-like form, it marked a qualitative leap in power.
The Divine Heaven Ancient Wolf Thunder was such an example. If ordinary Divine Heaven Thunder ranked only thirteenth on the Thunder Soul List, then after absorbing the full thunder power of the Ancient Thunder Wolf, this upgraded version of Divine Heaven Ancient Wolf Thunder could easily rank in the top six. It was almost on par with the Primodial Ancestral Thunder.
Mo Yu's delight grew as he waved his hand, causing the massive thunder wolf towering between heaven and earth to obediently transform into a stream of thunder, which flowed back into his body.
Once the Divine Heaven Ancient Wolf Thunder returned to his body, its vast thunder energy permeated outward, nourishing Mo Yu's limbs and meridians. At the same time, a powerful aura radiated from him, spreading into the distance.
Sensing Mo Yu's surging aura, Cai Lin and the others turned their attention toward him. Their gazes locked onto the tall young man, whose entire figure was surrounded by flickering lightning.
"His aura has grown significantly. Has he successfully advanced to the Seven Turn Dou Zun?" Cai Lin softly murmured, her tone carrying a hint of amazement.
"Ha ha, Lord Mo's cultivation speed is truly astonishing," someone from the Falling Star Pavilion remarked with a sigh.
Even the ancient powerhouses of the continent would often spend their entire lives trying to achieve such a feat. Yet Mo Yu had reached this level at his young age.
Moreover, they were well aware that Mo Yu's combat strength was far more formidable than it appeared on the surface.
The elders of the Flower Sect nodded in agreement. They remembered their first encounter with Mo Yu—at that time, he had only been a Five-Star Dou Zun. Now, less than two years later, he was already half a step into the Sheng level. Such speed left them feeling a bit inadequate.
Off to the side, Yun Yun's beautiful eyes stayed fixed on the domineering figure in the sky. A trace of dazed admiration flickered in her gaze.
The young man who had once roamed the Magic Beast Mountain Range was now walking a path that astounded everyone. Who would have imagined he could reach this height?
On the mountaintop, arcs of lightning shot out in all directions, forming rippling waves that spread far and wide.
As the lightning gradually dissipated, the figure surrounded by radiance in the sky began to stabilize. With a flash, the aura that had skyrocketed finally calmed down. Mo Yu's figure moved, transforming into a streak of light that descended toward the group below.
"Congratulations, Cousin Mo Yu," Xiao Yan greeted with a smile, stepping forward as Mo Yu approached.
"Just a lucky breakthrough," Mo Yu replied with a light chuckle. He stretched his body, feeling the surging power within him, which was far greater than before.
Although he had only advanced by two turns, he was now much closer to the Ban Sheng level.
What pleased Mo Yu even more was that this time, he had not only awakened the Divine Heaven Thunder but had also evolved it into the Divine Heaven Ancient Wolf Thunder, which rivaled the power of the top six ranked Thunder Soul.
With the addition of the Divine Heaven Ancient Wolf Thunder, the power of the Desolate Thunder Orb he planned to fuse next would rise significantly. By then, even a Sheng-level powerhouse would find him a formidable threat.
After exchanging a few words, Mo Yu turned his gaze toward the depths of the Ancient Wasteland Region. His eyes narrowed slightly as he said, "We've already been delayed here for several days. It seems we'll need to pick up the pace if we want to reach the Ancient Region Platform on time. Arriving too late won't bode well."
"Agreed," Cai Lin and the others nodded in understanding. Over the past few days, nearly ten groups had passed by, all heading toward the Ancient Region Platform. By now, it was likely already teeming with experts.
"Let's move. There's no time to waste. It's best to set out now," Mo Yu instructed, his tone decisive.
With that, he took the lead, and the group followed close behind, including Xiao Yan, Yun Yun, and the others.
The journey to the Ancient Region Platform was long, and under Mo Yu's leadership, the group quickened their pace.
Along the way, they encountered several other forces. While many of these were relatively obscure, their hidden strength was not to be underestimated. Some even included top-tier experts, with one individual already half a step into the Ban Sheng level.
However, to the combined might of Mo Yu's group, such forces posed no threat.
Thus, their journey proceeded without hindrance, and after nearly two days, they finally approached the Ancient Region Platform.
According to legend, the Ancient Region Platform was once an ancient battlefield. Many formidable experts had perished there, leaving behind a mysterious suppressive aura.
This suppressive aura made the platform the only area in the Ancient Wasteland Region where fierce beasts dared not tread.
Additionally, the platform's location—at the junction of the central and deeper regions of the Ancient Wasteland Region—allowed direct access to the inner domain. Because of this, it had become the safest gathering spot in the region, attracting many factions.
As Mo Yu's group approached, a massive plaza suddenly came into view, appearing abruptly amidst the desolate wilderness.
The sight of this plaza, teeming with countless people, caught everyone off guard. However, it soon became clear that this was the famed Ancient Region Platform.
"Be cautious," Mo Yu reminded the group.
"Understood," they replied in unison.
In the blink of an eye, they descended upon the enormous plaza.
Their arrival drew some attention but quickly became just another routine occurrence, as numerous groups and experts had been arriving at the platform in recent days.
Using this brief moment of respite, Mo Yu led Cai Lin and the others deeper into the plaza, heading toward its center.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yan scanned the surroundings attentively.
Noticing Xiao Yan's behavior, Mo Yu paused, then quickly understood his intentions.
The Bodhi Heart and Bodhi Seed were treasures of immense value to Dou Zun peak-level cultivators. They held the potential to create new Dou Sheng powerhouses and were undoubtedly the focus of attention.
Even the Eight Ancient Clans rarely pass up such an opportunity. Xiao Yan clearly thought of this too—what he was searching for was most likely Xun Er. Given Xun Er's position within the Gu Clan, she would undoubtedly be allowed to try her hand at obtaining the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree.
Thinking of this, Mo Yu's gaze swept across his surroundings. He wasn't sure if the Lei Clan would send anyone, but if the younger generation showed up, he wondered whether Lei Fei'er would be among them.
However, the possibility of Lei Fei'er's arrival made Mo Yu feel a headache coming on. The awkward atmosphere between Yun Yun and Xiao Yixian was already hard enough for him to deal with. If Lei Fei'er, his official fiancée, joined the mix, things would only get more complicated.
As their group walked toward the plaza, the striking beauty of Cai Lin, Yun Yun, and Xiao Yixian attracted countless curious and admiring gazes.
However, most of the groups present were strong and composed of all kinds of individuals, ranging from respectable elites to dubious characters. While no one acted rashly, some bold and lustful gazes still lingered, causing Cai Lin and the others' expressions to turn slightly cold.
Noticing this, Mo Yu snorted coldly. Immediately, Qing Zhi released a powerful aura. In an instant, those presumptuous gazes turned to ones of fear and trepidation.
"Ban Sheng!"
Although this event had drawn numerous experts, including peak Dou Zuns, Ban Shengs still reigned supreme across the Ancient Wasteland Region and the entire continent.
With their shock evident, the crowd quickly adopted more cautious expressions when glancing at Mo Yu's group, fearing to offend them.
Seeing this, a faint smirk played on Mo Yu's lips. "A bunch of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong," he thought.
As Mo Yu's group proceeded deeper into the plaza, he noticed that the closer they got to the central area, the stronger the gathered groups seemed to be. In contrast, the weaker participants were relegated to the outskirts.
Pondering this, Mo Yu did not slow his pace. Under countless watchful eyes, they made their way to the central plaza.
There, Mo Yu discovered a massive stone platform, hundreds of meters wide and roughly two meters tall. On the platform stood a smaller group of individuals, their numbers far fewer than those below. However, one thing was consistent—their auras were exceptionally powerful.
Taking in the scene, Mo Yu didn't dwell on it too much. His gaze swept across the platform until it paused at one particular spot, his brows furrowing slightly.
What he saw was a man in black robes, casually chatting with several powerful individuals of unknown factions. The man's long black hair flowed freely behind him, giving him an air of effortless elegance. His fair complexion and refined features exuded a natural charm, creating an impression of warmth and grace.
At first glance, this man could easily leave a favorable impression. Yet Mo Yu detected a faintly familiar aura about him.
A member of the Hun Clan.
As Mo Yu studied the black-robed man, the latter seemed to sense his scrutiny. Turning his head, the man met Mo Yu's gaze and responded with a seemingly friendly smile.
However, Mo Yu's narrowed eyes betrayed his wariness. Just as he was trying to recall the man's identity, a familiar voice suddenly rang out beside him.
"Brother Xiao Yan, Cousin Mo Yu, long time no see…"
The voice belonged to none other than Xun Er, who gracefully approached in a colorful dress that radiated an air of nobility.
"Ah, Cousin Xun Er, you're here," Mo Yu greeted her with a slight smile, momentarily surprised.
As for Xiao Yan, he had already rushed forward, eagerly taking Xun Er's delicate hand in his own. Ignoring the blush on her face, he engaged her in soft, intimate conversation.
After exchanging a few quiet words with Xiao Yan, Xun Er lifted her gaze and followed Mo Yu's earlier line of sight. Her expression turned serious as she spoke.
"That person is called Hun Yu. His name may sound feminine, but he is very much a man. In the Hun Clan—a race known for its brutal internal competition—failure often leads to a grim fate. It's said that since his birth, Hun Yu has never lost a single contest. Every rival who crossed his path has fallen."
"What's more, Hun Yu possesses a divine-grade bloodline within the Hun Clan," Xun Er added, her tone laced with rare apprehension.
"Hun Yu, divine-grade bloodline…" Mo Yu murmured, raising an eyebrow as memories of Hun Yu's identity came flooding back.
"This Hun Yu is different from the other members of the Hun Clan," Xun Er continued. "Unlike those who come out swinging with threats and violence, this one plays the role of a gentleman. But beneath that façade lies a ruthless and cunning heart."
Mo Yu nodded slowly. Despite Hun Yu's pretenses, Mo Yu remained unfazed. In his eyes, every member of the Hun Clan was marked for elimination.
After all, no snowflake is innocent in an avalanche. The Hun Clan's endless access to powerful bloodlines came at the cost of countless lives. Even those members who had committed no overt crimes still bore the weight of their clan's sins. If they reaped the benefits of such a system, they should be prepared to face the consequences.
As Mo Yu contemplated this, Hun Yu suddenly spoke up from atop the stone platform, his clear voice cutting through the noise of the crowd.
"Everyone, our shared goal is the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree deep within the Ancient Wasteland Region. However, none of us here possesses the strength to overcome the beast tide alone."
"Our only chance," Hun Yu continued, "is to join forces and form an alliance. By pooling our strength, we might stand a chance of breaking through the defensive line. Otherwise, the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree will remain beyond our reach."
"Oh, so Hun Yu intends to unite these forces to tackle the beast tide," Mo Yu muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing slightly.
It was clear that Hun Yu's plan was to use the crowd as cannon fodder.
Despite his suspicions, Mo Yu couldn't deny the logic behind Hun Yu's words. After a brief silence, murmurs of agreement spread through the crowd.
Hun Yu was right—no single faction here could pass through the beast tide on their own. If they wanted to reach the depths of the region, collaboration was their only option.
After a moment's thought, Mo Yu also decided not to object.
After all, if one wished to obtain the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, the first step was to overcome the beast tide.
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