Chapter 840 - 838: Capturing the Spirit of the Thunder River

Miserable screams echoed through the air as the many experts who had just charged into this Thunder River space suddenly turned pale. They hastily retreated, their gazes filled with utter shock as they stared at the vast river before them.

No one had expected this Thunder River to be so perilous!

"What’s going on?"

Mo Yu’s expression changed slightly. If they had recklessly jumped in like those unfortunate souls earlier, they would have been in a similarly dire situation.

"This Thunder River contains an extremely terrifying power. Jumping in without any protection is nothing short of seeking death," Qing Yanjing said, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly as she spoke with a calm demeanor.

"Prison Lord, what should we do now?" Xuan Luo and the others looked toward Mo Yu.

Hearing this, Mo Yu frowned slightly. Just as he was contemplating how to cross the Thunder River, he noticed someone in the distance gripping a silver token.

With a flick of his hand, the token flashed and fell into the river, instantly erupting with a brilliant silver glow. The token rapidly expanded, transforming into a small boat, its silvery light forming a protective barrier around it.

The group of experts swiftly leaped onto the silver thunder token, as if stepping onto a leaf-like boat, freely traversing the Thunder River.

"So the identity tokens have such a function."

Aside from Mo Yu, many other experts in the area were also startled by this discovery. Their eyes lit up as they mimicked the earlier action, tossing their own identity tokens into the river. Sure enough, their tokens quickly expanded, forming protective boats.

However, those who possessed identity tokens were in the minority. Naturally, many strong individuals began targeting the weaker ones who had been lucky enough to obtain Ancient Thunder Palace tokens.

"Prison Lord, leave this to us."

Before Mo Yu even spoke, Xuan Luo and the others eagerly volunteered.

After absorbing the power of the Thunder Heart, their strength had improved significantly. Xuan Luo, in particular, had stepped into the peak of the Ninth Grade Supreme, making this the perfect opportunity to test his newfound strength. Snatching an identity token would be a trivial matter for them.

Mo Yu nodded. As the Prison Lord, if he had to personally handle every minor task, what was the point of having subordinates?

With his approval, Xuan Luo and his group immediately moved, quickly locking onto a small team of seven or eight who held an identity token.

Mo Yu only gave them a brief glance before withdrawing his gaze. With their strength, if they couldn’t handle a mere seven or eight opponents, then they were truly useless.

As expected, within moments, the battle concluded. Xuan Luo swiftly returned, holding a purple thunder token in his hands, his body stained with some fresh blood—clearly not his own.

"Prison Lord, mission accomplished!"

Xuan Luo respectfully presented the purple thunder token to Mo Yu.

"Well done." Mo Yu accepted the token with a slight smile. With a firm grip, the token transformed into a small violet boat.

However, due to the difference in rank, this violet boat was clearly inferior to the gold and silver ones. Its protective strength was noticeably weaker.

The Thunder River was filled with terrifying power. Anyone who recklessly entered with just their physical body would undoubtedly perish. Only by using the identity tokens’ protection could one freely navigate its waters.

However, not all tokens were equal—higher-level tokens allowed for deeper exploration and provided better resistance against the Thunder River’s crushing force.

Fortunately, while this purple thunder token was not as strong as the gold and silver ones, it was still better than the lower-tier blue and white tokens. It was decent enough for use.

Mo Yu stepped onto the purple thunder token, and Qing Yanjing, Xuan Luo, and the others quickly followed.

"Prison Lord, what should we do next?" Xuan Luo asked enthusiastically.

"Actually, just entering the Thunder River and cultivating here would be highly beneficial," Mo Yu said with a smile. The sheer amount of energy within the river meant that training here for a single day was equivalent to a month of training outside.

However, his ambitions clearly didn’t stop at just cultivation. After a brief pause, he continued, "If we want greater benefits, we need to go deeper into the Thunder River."

"What about the Thunder River Baptism?" Xuan Luo asked, recalling some rumors about it.

"According to the rules of the Thunder River, obtaining a baptism requires collecting Thunder River Spirits. Only by gathering enough of them can one trigger a perfect Thunder River Baptism and undergo transformation," Mo Yu explained.

"Thunder River Spirits? What are those?" Xuan Luo asked, confused.

Mo Yu extended a finger, pointing toward the depths of the river. In the distance, faintly glowing crystalline spheres drifted by. Even from afar, one could sense the terrifying power contained within them.

"Those are Thunder River Spirits. Each one holds pure and unparalleled thunder energy, serving as the power source for the Thunder River Baptism.

There are different levels of baptisms—low-tier, high-tier, and perfect. A perfect baptism requires gathering one hundred Thunder River Spirits."

At this, Mo Yu pursed his lips and added, "According to the records, even in the Ancient Thunder Palace, very few disciples ever achieved a perfect baptism."

"Heh, we’re not that greedy. Just getting a low-tier baptism would already be a great fortune," Xuan Luo chuckled, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"In that case, let’s begin."

Mo Yu grinned, stomping his foot lightly. The purple thunder token beneath him erupted with purple light, forming a golden-purple barrier around everyone. Then, it swiftly submerged into the Thunder River, diving deeper.

The Thunder River Spirits were scattered throughout the waters. Since dividing them fairly would be difficult, the group temporarily split up—except for Qing Yanjing, who had already advanced to Earth Supreme. The rest went their separate ways into the depths of the river.

As they moved, more and more experts plunged into the river, stepping onto their thunder tokens like fish in water, dashing toward the crystalline Thunder River Spirits.

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Swish!

Mo Yu’s purple thunder token cut through the waters at high speed, the protective barrier shimmering around him.

This barrier was quite miraculous—no matter how the river’s crushing force struck against it, it remained unshaken.

However, as he ventured deeper, even with the protection of the barrier, Mo Yu began to feel the increasing pressure. He secretly marveled at the terrifying power of the Thunder River. Without this token, they would have been incapable of entering such depths.

As he was lost in thought, a dazzling light suddenly appeared ahead. Looking up, he saw a crystalline sphere drifting in the current, radiating brilliant thunderous energy. Waves of immense spiritual power surged from within, causing the surrounding waters to tremble.

A Thunder River Spirit.

Mo Yu’s eyes flickered with excitement as he cautiously approached. However, he remained vigilant—these seemingly peaceful crystalline spheres gave him an inexplicable sense of danger.

Buzz! Buzz!

As he drew nearer, the Thunder River Spirit suddenly trembled as if sensing something. Then, without warning, it shot forward, hurtling toward Mo Yu like a lightning bolt!

Mo Yu was momentarily stunned by the scene but quickly recovered. Without hesitation, purple-gold light surged from his body, and an immense wave of spiritual energy transformed into a Purple-Gold Ape Pattern Fist, piercing through the protective barrier of his token and blasting toward the incoming Thunder River Spirit.

Within the Thunder River, spiritual energy seemed unimpeded, allowing Mo Yu’s attack to pass through the barrier without being crushed by the river’s current. Instead, it surged forward with even greater momentum, striking the Thunder River Spirit head-on.

Boom!

The Purple-Gold Ape Pattern Fist slammed into the Thunder River Spirit, yet such a formidable strike only made the spirit pause briefly before the golden light of the fist imprint exploded.

Swish!

The Thunder River Spirit, resembling a small planet, roared forward and violently crashed against the protective light shield of Mo Yu’s token.

Bang!

The entire shield trembled violently, ripples spreading outward as the token itself was forcibly pushed back hundreds of meters.

"Oh..."

Mo Yu frowned slightly as he gazed at the quivering protective barrier. He could feel his Purple Thunder Token trembling beneath his feet.

Clearly, this level of attack was already pushing the limits of what the token could withstand. If the token shattered, then Mo Yu’s journey into the Thunder River would come to an abrupt end.

This Thunder River Spirit’s strength was nearly equivalent to that of a peak Ninth-Grade Supreme!

Whoosh!

As Mo Yu furrowed his brows, the crystalline Thunder River Spirit shot forward once more.

"So it won’t be that easy, huh?"

Faced with the relentless pursuit of the Thunder River Spirit, Mo Yu’s expression grew solemn. Clearly, obtaining the Thunder River Baptism was not as simple as it seemed.

And to acquire a Perfect-Grade Thunder River Baptism was even more difficult—practically impossible.

Even the lowest-grade baptism required at least thirty Thunder River Spirits, while the perfect-grade one demanded a staggering hundred!

However, despite acknowledging the immense challenge, Mo Yu merely sighed in passing.

Having weathered countless hardships, he viewed this trial as nothing more than a fleeting storm.

Buzz!

At that moment, the Thunder River Spirit trembled once more before suddenly erupting with dazzling thunderous radiance. Like a lightning sphere, it shot toward Mo Yu with terrifying force.

This seemingly simple yet brutal collision unleashed extreme, violent thunder ripples, causing the surrounding river water to be forcefully repelled.

Even a peak Ninth-Grade Supreme expert wouldn’t dare to take this attack head-on.

"Hmph! Good timing!"

Instead of being alarmed, Mo Yu’s eyes gleamed with excitement. Blinding purple-gold light exploded around him as a thunderous ape’s roar echoed through the river. Five Purple-Gold Ape Patterns surfaced on his right arm, their glow pulsing with overwhelming power.

His right fist clenched tightly, resembling a primordial ape’s strike, carrying immense, domineering force as it smashed toward the incoming Thunder River Spirit at lightning speed.

Boom!

The two forces collided with an earth-shattering impact, sending violent energy waves surging outward. The surrounding river water was instantly repelled, creating a temporary vacuum zone.

Rumble!

This time, however, the Thunder River Spirit failed to break through Mo Yu’s defenses. Instead, while Mo Yu stood firm, unmoving, the spirit was blasted back over a hundred meters.

Seeing this, Mo Yu smirked coldly before taking the initiative. With a swift motion, he lunged at the Thunder River Spirit, his right arm sweeping forward as surging river water coiled around him like a water dragon, crashing down with destructive force.

Crash!

Sensing Mo Yu’s provocation, the Thunder River Spirit seemed to go berserk, its aura growing wildly unstable as it charged at Mo Yu like a rabid beast.

Bang! Bang!

Within the depths of the Thunder River, an intense battle unfolded. Violent shockwaves erupted continuously, causing the river water, heavy as mountains, to surge wildly.

Their near-mad exchange lasted a full ten minutes, only slowing when the Thunder River Spirit’s radiance began to dim.

By this point, the Thunder River Spirit’s glow had faded significantly. It was clear that under Mo Yu’s relentless assault, its energy had been greatly depleted.

In contrast, with his Primodial Ancestral Ape Physique, Mo Yu’s physical toughness and recovery abilities far surpassed the Thunder River Spirit’s. Even after ten minutes of high-intensity combat, he remained full of energy, his aura as vast as the sea.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Thunder River Spirit trembled violently, but this time, its former aggression was gone. Its flickering lightning dimmed slightly before it suddenly turned tail and fled.

Clearly, it had recognized the difficulty of its opponent. If the battle dragged on, it would only be completely drained and eventually captured.

Although it was a pure energy entity, it clearly possessed some level of instinctual intelligence.

"Trying to run? Not a chance!"

Seeing this, Mo Yu had no intention of letting his prize escape. Having anticipated this moment, he swiftly struck out.

Curling his fingers into a claw, five streaks of Purple-Gold Spiritual Light shot out from his fingertips, transforming into ape-like claws that coiled around the Thunder River Spirit like lightning chains. A powerful suction force erupted, yanking the spirit back forcefully.

The Thunder River Spirit struggled desperately, but with its dwindling energy, it was no match for Mo Yu. Eventually, it was forcibly pulled back, compressing into a lightning orb about the size of a baby’s fist, which landed in Mo Yu’s palm.

As spiritual energy condensed around it, the orb crystallized, transforming into a brilliantly translucent Thunder Crystal. Within it, liquid lightning swirled like molten thunder, emanating a pure and boundless energy fluctuation.

"So this is the true form of a Thunder River Spirit?"

Gazing at the exquisite Thunder Crystal in his palm, Mo Yu couldn’t help but sigh in amazement.

Such a small crystal... yet it had managed to battle him for ten whole minutes.

Truly, it was no ordinary existence...

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