Chapter 831 - 829: Battle Erupts in Thunder Prison

At the bottom of Thunder Lake, as the Thunder Hearts surged forth continuously, the eyes of all present experts burned with greed, and a fierce scramble broke out.

Mo Yu also joined the fray, and in just over ten minutes, he had already secured nearly ten Thunder Hearts. Staring at the depths of the Thunder Lake, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe.

From what he knew, these Thunder Hearts were condensed from the bodies of Ancient Thunder Palace experts who had willingly perished here to suppress the evil energy within them. Their bodies had transformed into thunder, leaving behind these crystallized Thunder Hearts.

Moreover, these experts had all reached the Earthly Supreme level in their lifetimes! In other words, more than a hundred Earthly Supremes had perished here. Just from this alone, one could glimpse the sheer power and terror of the Ancient Thunder Palace at its peak.

"This is merely one of the nine halls of the Ancient Thunder Palace. If all nine halls combined their forces, they could probably form a small army of Earthly Supremes," Mo Yu murmured.

Whether it was the long-fallen Ancient Thunder Palace or the present-day Five Ancient Clans, these were truly the pinnacle existences of the Great Thousand World, where Heavenly Supremes roamed freely, and Earthly Supremes were as common as dogs.

Such was the foundation of a true powerhouse. Compared to these ancient forces, the current Thunder Prison was like a mere speck in an abyss.

"I gathered six Thunder Hearts here. They’re of little use to me, so I’ll give them to you as thanks for your earlier help."

As Mo Yu marveled at the Ancient Thunder Palace’s strength, Qing Yanjing approached. In her jade-like hand, six Thunder Hearts floated, revealing that she, too, had reaped significant rewards.

However, she seemed indifferent to these Thunder Hearts, and without hesitation, she handed them all to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment. These six Thunder Hearts were simply too valuable. Just as he was about to decline, Qing Yanjing softly spoke.

"Take them. Although they’re precious, they aren’t of much use to a Spiritual Array Grandmaster like me."

Hearing this, Mo Yu pondered briefly before nodding.

It wasn’t greed but necessity—these Thunder Hearts seemed to have a strengthening effect on his Ape Arm. He intended to gather enough of them to see how far he could enhance it.

With that thought, Mo Yu smiled gratefully at Qing Yanjing and had just put away the six Thunder Hearts when his eyes suddenly darkened. He slowly raised his head, only to see five figures appear silently around him.

They were eyeing the Thunder Hearts in Mo Yu’s hand with undisguised greed.

Trouble had come knocking after all.

"Gentlemen, there are plenty of Thunder Hearts elsewhere. I advise you to collect them honestly rather than let greed lead you to ruin." Mo Yu’s gaze swept over the five and spoke indifferently.

He could sense that these five were not weak. Four of them were at the Ninth-Grade Supreme level, and the leader—a burly man—had even reached the peak of Ninth-Grade Supreme. Such strength was quite formidable.

"Heh, what an arrogant tone."

Hearing Mo Yu’s words, the burly man’s eyes flashed with cold light. Not knowing Mo Yu’s background, he felt little fear.

"What’s there to be arrogant about? You’re just two people. Do you really think we five would be afraid of you? We won’t be unreasonable—just hand over half of your Thunder Hearts, and we’ll leave. How about that?" Another person sneered.

"Give you half?"

A faint smile appeared on Mo Yu’s lips before it abruptly froze into icy coldness. The next moment, his figure shot out like an arrow.

Though he had only just advanced to Ninth-Grade Supreme, he wasn’t afraid of these five. Not only were they at the same level, but Mo Yu also possessed the Primodial Ancestral Ape Physique—he could challenge those above his rank, let alone those on his level!

His first target was the bald man who had reached the peak of Ninth-Grade Supreme. The Ancestral Ape Shadow coiled around him, and with every movement, overwhelming power surged outward.

His speed was terrifying. In a single flash, he appeared before the bald man and unleashed a thunderous punch. The Primodial Ancestral Ape Shadow roared, and faint ape cries echoed through the air.

"Hmph."

The bald man snorted, and his body suddenly flickered with an eerie black glow. In an instant, his flesh transformed into gleaming black iron. Clearly, he had also trained in a powerful body refinement technique.

Boom!

Fists collided violently, and a shocking energy ripple erupted. The surrounding thunder essence exploded in waves.

In the next instant, a figure covered in blood was blasted backward—it was the burly leader. His right arm trembled uncontrollably, blood dripping from it, while his eyes reflected sheer terror.

Seeing this, the four subordinates were stunned. None of them had expected their leader to be defeated in a single exchange.

The burly man took a deep breath, steadying his injured body, his gaze locked onto Mo Yu in horror. When his attack had landed on Mo Yu, the latter remained unmoved, but when Mo Yu’s strike hit him, the pain was excruciating.

Their physical strength was on entirely different levels.

"Surrender your Thunder Hearts, and I’ll spare your lives. Otherwise..." Mo Yu’s eyes turned cold as he spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, the burly man’s expression shifted. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth. "Hand over the Thunder Hearts!"

Though he didn’t know why Mo Yu’s body was so monstrous, their brief exchange had made one thing clear—Mo Yu had the power to wipe them out.

Under the burly man’s coercive gaze, the four subordinates hesitated but ultimately, with great reluctance, each took out a Thunder Heart and handed it over.

"We’re giving them all to you. Let’s go!"

After surrendering the Thunder Hearts, the burly man’s eyes flickered with unwillingness. Looking at his equally reluctant subordinates, he gritted his teeth and decisively retreated.

Seeing their leader retreat, the other four could only follow with dejected expressions.

Mo Yu grinned as he accepted the four Thunder Hearts but kept his word—he didn’t pursue them. Right now, he had no time for that.

Just as he watched the five retreating figures, a series of sharp whistling sounds filled the air. Turning his head, he saw Xuan Luo and others rushing over, their faces brimming with excitement—they had clearly reaped great rewards as well.

"Oh? It looks like you all have gained something." Seeing this, Mo Yu chuckled lightly.

"Prison Lord, following your orders, we split into three teams. In this search, each of us roughly obtained one Thunder Heart," Xuan Luo said with a smile.

Each person receiving a Thunder Heart meant they had obtained a total of fifteen. This number was already quite substantial, and given the extreme rarity of Thunder Hearts, it was undoubtedly a huge harvest for Xuan Luo and the others.

Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded slightly and said, "Well done. These are rightfully yours, so keep them safe."

Though fifteen Thunder Hearts were quite a number, Mo Yu wouldn’t go back on his word. Since he had promised them, he wouldn’t compromise his people’s trust for a small gain.

"Thank you, Prison Lord!"

Xuan Luo and the others were delighted and respectfully bowed toward Mo Yu.

Mo Yu waved his hand and then glanced toward the bottom of the Thunder Lake. Although this place held many Thunder Hearts, most had already been collected. Thus, he gestured and said, "Let’s go. We’ll check other places for any more gains."

Just as his words fell and Mo Yu was about to move, his brows suddenly furrowed. In the next moment, dozens of figures swiftly emerged not far away.

These people were not unfamiliar to Mo Yu. They were Luo Ling and the forces of Sky Profound Palace. However, at this moment, their faces bore traces of hostility.

"Lord Mo Yu, your harvest this time must be quite substantial, no?" Luo Ling’s face held a broad smile as he spoke in a relaxed tone. "From what I see, you must have at least thirty Thunder Hearts in your possession, right?"

Whoosh!

As soon as these words spread, an uproar arose in the depths of Thunder Lake. Many experts’ eyes instantly turned red with greed.

They had risked their lives and barely obtained two or three Thunder Hearts. Yet now, Mo Yu and his team had a staggering thirty?

Numerous eyes, glinting with avarice, subtly shifted and eventually locked onto Mo Yu and his group.

Although Mo Yu’s team seemed formidable, the gathered forces had numbers on their side. If they joined forces, dividing Mo Yu’s haul might not be impossible.

In the distance, Han Lin led the forces of the Demon Fiend Sect as he watched this scene unfold. He could see that Luo Ling was deliberately targeting Mo Yu’s group, and his lips curled in amusement.

Anyone who had come to the Ancient Thunder Palace sought its treasures, making every faction a competitor. Now that a major confrontation was brewing, he was more than happy to watch the chaos unfold.

"That man seems to be the Thunder Prison’s Prison Lord, Mo Yu. However, since he’s merely a Greater Rank Earthly Supreme, his true body wouldn’t have come here. So, this must be one of his clones," a lean middle-aged man behind Han Lin remarked indifferently.

"The Thunder Prison is indeed a newly rising force. Its foundation is shallow—so much so that even for a simple scouting mission in the Thunder Palace, their Prison Lord himself had to dispatch a clone."

"But that’s understandable," he continued. "Unlike our great sects, they lack the power to deter others. Now that they possess nearly thirty Thunder Hearts, it’s no wonder they attract so much attention."

"Uncle Han, do you think we should step in?" Han Lin asked with a smile, clearly holding respect for the middle-aged man’s judgment.

"Let’s wait and see," the man replied softly. "We’ve already obtained a fair number of Thunder Hearts. There’s no need to act rashly. Besides, this Prison Lord is said to be no simple character. Even though it’s only a clone, Luo Ling may find it difficult to push him into a desperate situation."

"Hmm."

Han Lin’s gaze flickered as he nodded before turning his amused eyes back to the scene.

Better to sit back and watch. Who knew? They might even get to play the role of the mantis stalking the cicada, only for the oriole to swoop in from behind. In the Ancient Thunder Palace, it was still uncertain who the hunters and prey truly were.

"Tch, this guy..."

Back at the scene, Mo Yu’s gaze darkened as he saw the greedy, bloodthirsty eyes fixed on him.

Luo Ling was truly sinister. With just a few words, he had turned the gathered crowd’s attention toward Mo Yu, painting a target on his back. Nearly thirty Thunder Hearts—such a number was enough to make even the most cautious experts lose reason.

"Damn bastard," Xuan Luo gritted his teeth, his face flushed with anger. Though the Thunder Prison was not weak, compared to the numerous forces within Thunder Lake’s depths, they were still too small.

This Luo Ling was truly venomous.

"Surely, your Sky Profound Palace also holds several dozen Thunder Hearts in hand, no?" Mo Yu suddenly asked with a smile, his gaze locked onto Luo Ling.

Luo Ling’s brow twitched, but he simply shrugged indifferently. So what if they did? With their overwhelming numbers, would any of these onlookers dare target them?

After all, the Sky Profound Palace had deployed nearly thirty Nine Rank Supremes, with half of them at the peak of that realm. Their power could completely crush Mo Yu’s group.

"In that case, since the Young Master of Sky Profound Palace is so concerned about the Thunder Hearts in my hand—" Mo Yu’s expression suddenly turned ice-cold as his words took a sharp turn.

"Then let’s go to war."

The moment those words fell, the surrounding uproar surged to a climax. Many were caught off guard, but soon, their eyes flickered with interest. Some even shifted their attention toward Luo Ling.

"Haha! Now that’s bold—challenging the Sky Profound Palace directly!"

"Declaring war outright? That’s some guts. Let’s see if Luo Ling dares to take the challenge!"

Luo Ling’s face darkened as he sensed the shifting gazes around him and heard the deliberate whispers.

He hadn’t expected Mo Yu to be this ruthless, immediately choosing battle. Was he aiming for mutual destruction?

"Hmm? This Mo Yu is surprisingly decisive," the middle-aged man in the Demon Fiend Sect’s camp mused with intrigue.

Most squads would prioritize self-preservation at times like this. After all, only by entering the Thunder Realm could they summon the true elites of their respective factions.

Yet Mo Yu didn’t hesitate at all. Was he bluffing, or did he genuinely have the power to crush the Sky Profound Palace?

If it was the latter, then this battle for the Thunder Palace just became a whole lot more interesting.

"Declaring war on my Sky Profound Palace?"

Luo Ling’s smile slowly faded, replaced by a sinister chill. He had truly underestimated Mo Yu’s resolve.

At this moment, if he backed down, the Sky Profound Palace would become a laughingstock.

A cold killing intent surged in Luo Ling’s eyes, and with an icy voice, he declared—

"In that case, the war between Sky Profound Palace and Thunder Prison begins!"

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