Chapter 832 - 830: Defeat and Intimidation

A fierce and overwhelming surge of spiritual energy erupted from Luo Ling’s body, forcefully pushing away the surrounding sea of thunder magma.

Luo Ling’s strength had truly reached the pinnacle of the Ninth Grade Supreme Realm. His name carried weight even across the entire Heavenly Thunder Continent.

At this moment, Luo Ling stood proudly, gripping a white long halberd in his hand. The weapon’s design was particularly menacing, its blade gleaming with a chilling light, exuding an extremely sharp and deadly aura.

Anyone could tell that this white halberd was a formidable weapon. Moreover, it was evidently a high-grade quasi-saint artifact.

It was clear that Luo Ling’s position as the Young Master of the Sky Profound Palace was not merely for show—his strength was undeniable.

"Tsk tsk, what an imposing presence. As expected of the Sky Profound Palace’s Young Master..."

"That halberd in his hands, that must be the Frost Sky Halberd, right? I heard it’s a top-tier quasi-saint artifact with terrifying offensive power. Looks like Thunder Prison has picked a tough opponent this time."

"The Sky Profound Palace is powerful, but Mo Yu and Thunder Prison are no ordinary figures either. Someone who could kill the Three Blood Blade Fiends... Heh, even if it was just a clone, that’s still not something to take lightly."

"Yeah, if these two great forces clash, it’ll definitely be a fierce battle. As for who will emerge victorious... that will depend on the fight itself."

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Mo Yu looked at the imposing Luo Ling, a smile surfacing on his face. The corner of his mouth curved slightly as he said, "Oh? About to start, are we? In that case... let’s do it."

Even though Luo Ling had reached peak Ninth Grade Supreme, surpassing both ordinary Ninth Grades Supreme, to Mo Yu, he was nothing more than a mere paper tiger.

Boom!

As his words fell, Mo Yu’s figure instantly shot forward. At the same time, an overpowering aura erupted from within him.

His right fist clenched tightly, and purple-gold radiance burst forth. The power of the Primodial Ancestral Ape Physique erupted in an instant, causing even the surrounding Thunder Lake to crack and distort from the sheer force.

Mo Yu’s cold gaze locked onto Luo Ling, and without any hesitation, he launched himself into the air like a great roc, his fist—containing terrifying power—crashing down.

Whoosh!

The momentous punch roared through the sky like a meteorite streaking across the heavens. Wherever it passed, the thunder magma split apart, and even the nigh-indestructible thunder rock formations bore long, deep fissures.

Luo Ling’s pupils shrank as the purple-gold fist rapidly expanded in his vision. He dared not underestimate it—his foot stomped down forcefully, causing brilliant white light to burst forth beneath him. He raised his white halberd in defense.

Boom!

Mo Yu’s purple-gold fist smashed onto the white halberd, producing a thunderous explosion. A wave of energy rippled out, shaking the surroundings.

Bang!

Luo Ling’s figure was sent flying backward in a sorry state, a bitter taste rising in his throat. His face darkened as he looked at Mo Yu, whose expression remained indifferent, his eyes flickering with shock.

This man... such terrifying strength!

At the same time, as Mo Yu and Luo Ling clashed, Qing Yanjing, Xuan Luo, and the others had also begun their battle against the forces of the Sky Profound Palace.

Although the Sky Profound Palace had the advantage in numbers, the moment Qing Yanjing took action, she displayed the prowess of a true Spirit Array Grandmaster. Even within the constraints of the Ancient Thunder Palace, the arrays she deployed easily trapped ten Ninth Grade Supremes and three peak Ninth-Grade Supreme experts from the Sky Profound Palace.

With Qing Yanjing’s support, Xuan Luo and the others were able to unleash their full strength, engaging the Sky Profound Palace’s forces in a fierce melee. For a moment, the battle was evenly matched, with victories and losses on both sides.

"Heavenly Frost Dharma Body!"

Seeing that the situation was gradually turning unfavorable, Luo Ling wasted no time testing the waters any further. His hands rapidly formed seals, and immense spiritual energy surged outward. A colossal white silhouette emerged from the depths of the Thunder Lake.

He had summoned his Supreme Dharma Body!

By now, Luo Ling no longer dared to underestimate Mo Yu and Thunder Prison. He was well aware that if he made a misstep here, the Sky Profound Palace might lose its chance to claim the Ancient Thunder Palace.

That was an outcome he could not allow!

The numerous powerful figures observing the battle were also secretly shocked by this development. No one had expected that Mo Yu, at only initial Ninth Grade Supreme would force Luo Ling—who had reached peak Ninth Grade Supreme—to summon his Supreme Dharma Body after just one punch.

"No matter what, my Sky Profound Palace will not lose!"

Luo Ling appeared atop the Heavenly Frost Dharma Body, his voice roaring like thunder. His palm struck out, and the massive white figure followed suit, forming a frost-white giant hand that came crashing down on Mo Yu.

The freezing frost energy spread outward, even causing the thunder magma at the bottom of the lake to freeze over.

Luo Ling’s strength was undeniable. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to claim the title of Young Master. Now that he was going all out, even most peak Ninth Grade Supreme experts would have to avoid direct confrontation.

However, in the face of Luo Ling’s enraged attack, Mo Yu showed no signs of dodging. Instead, he raised his head and calmly watched the descending frost-white palm. His right hand slowly clenched, purple-gold light glowing beneath his skin.

An earth-shattering power surged within him, like a ferocious beast awakening. It was the power of the Primodial Ancestral Ape Physique!

Boom!

Purple-gold light erupted as Mo Yu thrust out a palm, directly colliding with the frost-white giant hand.

Boom!

A shockwave of energy blasted outward, and Mo Yu’s feet sank into the lakebed, his legs embedding into the ground. But at that moment, everyone’s eyes widened slightly in astonishment.

Because they saw—Mo Yu had stopped Luo Ling’s frost-white giant hand with just one palm, preventing it from descending even an inch further.

Boom!

Before the shock could settle, purple-gold light flared again, and the frost-white giant hand was forcefully blasted back.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu’s palm bore a layer of frost, appearing somewhat stiff. It was clear that if not for the exceptional resilience of the Primodial Ancestral Ape Physique, he wouldn’t have dared to clash with Luo Ling’s Supreme Dharma Body head-on like this.

Whoa!

An uproar rippled through the battlefield. Countless powerful figures were stunned by the sight of Mo Yu repelling Luo Ling’s Supreme Dharma Body with a single punch.

"Interesting..."

Han Lin of the Demon Fiend Sect also showed a serious expression. The strength of this Mo Yu’s clone was terrifying—no wonder he had been so confident earlier.

"Damn it! I’ll show you my true power!"

Luo Ling’s eyes grew colder. Seeing that Mo Yu hadn’t even summoned a Supreme Dharma Body yet and had already deflected his full-power attack, he could no longer suppress his rage.

His hands swiftly formed seals, and at the same time, the Heavenly Frost Dharma Body mirrored his actions.

A brilliant white light burst forth, quickly condensing in the void into a menacing white long halberd.

It was none other than the quasi-saint artifact, the Frost Sky Halberd!

Luo Ling’s gaze was icy as he stared at Mo Yu. "One move. That’s all I need to end this."

Boom!

As his voice fell, boundless spiritual energy surged from his body like a raging tide. The Frost Sky Halberd in the Heavenly Frost Dharma Body’s hand began to swell, exuding an even more terrifying aura.

"One move, huh..."

Mo Yu chuckled. A faint smile appeared on his handsome face before it gradually turned icy cold. His gaze became as sharp as a blade.

"So be it..."

Mo Yu took a step forward, and instantly, a surge of purple-gold radiance erupted. The phantom of an ancestral ape slowly emerged from beneath his skin, swimming outward like a living entity!

Roar!

A deep ape cry suddenly echoed through the depths of the Thunder Lake, sending powerful sound waves rippling outward. The surrounding lightning-infused magma immediately exploded, arcs of electricity crackling and flashing wildly.

The roar carried an overwhelming sense of oppression, causing many powerful figures present to change expressions slightly. One after another, astonished gazes turned toward the tall and imposing figure at the center of it all.

At this moment, the Primodial Ancestral Ape phantom circled around Mo Yu, its presence illuminated by the dazzling purple-gold light. His originally dark eyes now glowed with a brilliant purple-gold hue.

Right now, Mo Yu appeared almost identical to a true high-tier ancestral ape. The sheer pressure and fluctuations of power radiating from him left many onlookers shaken.

"What kind of divine beast physique is this? It’s so powerful, it actually possesses the same oppressive aura as high-tier ape clan experts!"

"This guy... he’s really something else."

Feeling the shocking energy emanating from Mo Yu, many experts were visibly moved. It was rare to see someone cultivate to the point of possessing the aura of a high-tier ape clan powerhouse.

"What terrifying power."

From a distance, Han Lin’s gaze flickered with seriousness as he looked at Mo Yu, whose entire being exuded the presence of an ancestral ape. His expression was filled with astonishment.

"Strange... It’s said that the Prison Lord of the Thunder Prison specializes in the path of thunder, so why does his avatar cultivate a divine beast physique—one that belongs to such a high-tier ape clan, no less?" The middle-aged man behind Han Lin also revealed a look of surprise.

Normally, a spirit avatar was merely a weakened copy of the original body, with only a fraction of its strength. Yet, Mo Yu’s avatar had developed its own unique cultivation path, making it almost an independent entity.

"You have some skill, but now, I will show you what true terror looks like!"

Seeing the immense aura emanating from Mo Yu, Luo Ling’s eyes darkened, and a fierce glint crept onto his face. His hands swiftly began forming seals.

At the same time, the Heavenly Frost Dharma Body’s palm gripped the trembling white halberd tightly. The terrifying energy it emitted became even more intense.

"One strike—I’ll finish you!"

A savage grin spread across Luo Ling’s lips. In the next instant, the Heavenly Frost Dharma Body suddenly released its grip, and a massive surge of blinding white light howled forth.

The white halberd transformed into a streak of white brilliance, and in a flash, it expanded into a colossal ice spike, hundreds of meters in size. A terrifyingly sharp aura spread madly from it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the ice spike shot forward, the magma within a thousand meters boiled violently, surging into massive waves that continuously coalesced and churned.

"Heavenfrost!"

Luo Ling pointed a finger at Mo Yu, his voice thundering like rolling clouds across the depths of the Thunder Lake.

Boom!

As his voice fell, the massive ice spike momentarily paused, then suddenly shot forward with devastating force.

In that instant, the surrounding lightning magma seemed to be forcibly pushed aside. Everywhere the ice spike passed, the space itself froze solid.

Many experts witnessing this scene were filled with shock and fear. This attack was powerful enough to slay a peak Ninth-Grade Sovereign!

What was even more astonishing was that Mo Yu still hadn’t summoned his Supreme Dharma Body or any other defensive technique.

Was he planning to take the ice halberd head-on with his bare hands!?

Just as this thought flashed through everyone’s minds, the gigantic ice spike had already reached Mo Yu, carrying a force of utter destruction as it slammed toward him.

"Then let’s see... who is truly the one to be defeated!"

A cold glint surfaced at the corner of Mo Yu’s lips. His gaze sharpened like a blade, and instead of retreating, he clenched his fingers tightly, took a deep breath, and formed a mysterious seal.

"Ancestral Ape Celestial Seat Seal!"

The moment Mo Yu’s punch struck forward, the Primodial Ancestral Ape phantom swirling around him instantly coiled around his arm. Amidst waves of resounding ape cries, a dazzling purple-gold radiance erupted.

Buzz!

The brilliance was so intense that everyone instinctively narrowed their eyes. Then, they saw Mo Yu’s fist, wrapped in pure purple-gold light, smash directly into the gigantic ice spike—without a hint of hesitation or flourish.

Boom!

A deafening explosion reverberated across the area, followed by an indescribably terrifying shockwave that swept outward.

Even though the onlookers hastily activated their protective energy, they were still blown back in a disheveled mess.

Yet, they had no time to dwell on their predicament. As soon as they stabilized themselves, all their gazes locked onto the point where purple-gold and white light intertwined, filled with astonishment.

What they saw was a tall, immovable figure standing within the brilliance.

Despite the massive ice spike’s relentless impact, Mo Yu remained unshaken—like an unyielding mountain amidst a raging storm.

"Break!"

Just as all eyes were gathered, a low voice suddenly echoed from within the purple-gold light. It was not particularly loud, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

Roar!

As the voice fell, an ancestral ape’s mighty roar resounded once more.

Then, the Primodial Ancestral Ape phantoms rapidly converged, forming a spiraling force that crashed fiercely into the ice spike.

Wuuuu!

The terrifying collision made the ice spike tremble violently. A faint, mournful wail seemed to emanate from within as the spiraling purple-gold light aggressively tore through the ice spike.

Whoosh!

As the ice spike shattered, a streak of white light shot backward, reverting into the white halberd, which was now devoid of its previous brilliance. It spun through the air, completely drained of power.

Pfft!

At the same time, not far away, Luo Ling’s face suddenly flushed red before he spewed out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with overwhelming shock and disbelief.

He simply could not accept it.

His devastating attack... had been utterly destroyed!

With a single move, the battle was decided!

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