Chapter 841 - 839: A Great Harvest, Encountering Thunder King Again

After capturing a Thunder River Spirit, Mo Yu only felt joy for a moment before his brows slightly furrowed.

It had taken him nearly a quarter of an hour to obtain just one, and that was only because the Thunder River Spirit had practically delivered itself to him, allowing him to overpower it. If he had to hunt one down on his own, he estimated it would take at least half an hour to capture just one.

At this rate, even if he spent an entire day capturing Thunder River Spirits without rest, he would need three to four days to collect a sufficient amount. This was far too time-consuming.

Mo Yu fell into deep thought. After a moment, he raised his head and looked into the distance. At this moment, various figures continuously flashed through the Thunder River—all powerful individuals attempting to capture Thunder River Spirits.

However, these experts were all in a sorry state. Aside from a select few, most were barely holding their ground against the ferocious Thunder River Spirits, forced into precarious situations.

Some had no choice but to form alliances and conduct group hunts, but their efficiency remained sluggish, and the losses were severe.

After multiple failures, some finally chose to give up and instead sat down in secluded spots to cultivate, opting to absorb spiritual energy rather than seek the Thunder River Baptism.

The entire Thunder River was in chaos, bustling with activity.

As Mo Yu frowned in contemplation, a gentle and pleasant voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"These Thunder River Spirits aren’t easy to catch. As an ally, why don’t I lend you a hand?"

Mo Yu was momentarily startled and turned around to see that Qing Yanjing had somehow appeared at his side.

Hearing her words, his face lit up with delight. "Miss Ling Jing, you have a solution?"

Qing Yanjing smiled softly. "I have a few methods, but I’m not sure if they’ll work."

Mo Yu chuckled. "Regardless of success, I appreciate your willingness to help." He cupped his hands toward her in gratitude.

He was well aware of her background. In ordinary circumstances, even Heavenly Supremes might not be able to request her assistance.

Seeing Mo Yu’s response, Qing Yanjing smiled faintly. She then sat cross-legged atop the Purple Thunder Token, her ten slender fingers gently trembling as intricate spiritual seals emerged from her fingertips and shot into the void.

In a mere dozen breaths, a Spirit Gathering Array took form in front of Mo Yu.

Qing Yanjing smiled as she formed more spiritual seals, sending them toward the array, where they merged seamlessly.

Layer upon layer of formations began to manifest.

Due to the suppression of the Ancient Thunder Palace, these formations were only of heaven level, but their sheer number was astonishing. Even a Ninth-Grade Supreme expert would find it difficult to escape once caught inside.

After completing this, Qing Yanjing flicked her fingers and activated the innermost Spirit Gathering Array. Instantly, radiant light burst forth, releasing a powerful suction force.

Crash!

The surrounding Thunder River rippled violently. Visible to the naked eye, streams of spiritual energy surged toward the array.

Within a few breaths, the gathered energy within the array began to crystallize into spiritual fragments, releasing delicate mist-like spiritual energy.

This energy was significantly purer and more concentrated than in the rest of the Thunder River.

Seeing this, Mo Yu’s eyes gleamed with understanding—he had an inkling of Qing Yanjing’s strategy.

Noticing his expression, Qing Yanjing smiled and explained, "These formations don’t possess any offensive capabilities. They are merely Spirit Gathering Arrays, but they function like an enormous fishing net and bait. And the fish... are the Thunder River Spirits."

Through her previous observations, Qing Yanjing had discovered that Thunder River Spirits always appeared in regions where spiritual energy was most concentrated.

Clearly, these spirits were instinctively drawn to such areas, as their nature compelled them to absorb spiritual energy to strengthen themselves.

With this knowledge, as a Spirit Array Grandmaster, she could simply create a highly concentrated spiritual energy zone, luring the Thunder River Spirits to approach on their own.

"Miss Ling Jing, this is an impressive method."

Mo Yu nodded in admiration. The bait was set—it was now a matter of waiting for the fish to bite.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, his expression suddenly shifted. He looked ahead sharply as a disturbance rippled through the water.

Crash!

The river churned as a flickering light emerged from the distance, swiftly floating toward them.

Mo Yu’s eyes lit up with joy—it was a Thunder River Spirit!

It sped toward the Spirit Gathering Array, its luminous body flickering erratically with urgency. It was clearly drawn by the concentration of spiritual energy.

Seeing this, Mo Yu was overjoyed, and even Qing Yanjing smiled—her theory had proven correct.

The Thunder River Spirit glided toward the array, swiftly reaching the outermost layer of the formations. Lacking intelligence, it immediately surged forward and plunged into the Spirit Gathering Array.

Buzz!

It hovered within the array, wildly absorbing the pure and concentrated spiritual energy. A deep humming sound resonated as it vibrated excitedly.

Boom!

At that moment, Qing Yanjing’s mind stirred, and the layers of hidden formations outside the Spirit Gathering Array suddenly erupted.

Formation patterns illuminated the surroundings, forming layers of barriers that sealed the Spirit Gathering Array completely.

The sudden burst of spiritual energy fluctuations startled the Thunder River Spirit. Sensing danger, it instantly transformed into a streak of light, attempting to flee.

But it was already too late.

The Thunder River Spirit slammed into the first layer of formations, instantly shattering the Heaven-level array. Then, it broke through the second and third layers in succession.

Boom! Boom!

One after another, the formations crumbled under its frenzied attacks, but its speed was visibly declining—the numerous Heaven-level arrays were taking their toll.

By the time it shattered over a dozen layers, its once-massive form had visibly shrunk by half.

At that moment, Mo Yu rose to his feet. With a flicker, he appeared above the Thunder River Spirit.

He struck down with his palm, sending a torrent of overwhelming spiritual energy to coil around the Thunder River Spirit. His fingers clenched, compressing the spirit until it shrank rapidly.

In the end, it transformed into a translucent crystalline stone, within which liquid Thunder Essence flowed.

The Thunder River Crystal floated into Mo Yu’s palm. He weighed it lightly and smiled in satisfaction.

On the other side, Qing Yanjing waved her sleeve, releasing countless spiritual seals to restore the destroyed formations.

Clearly, this Thunder River Spirit fishing method was highly effective.

In the short span of half an hour, the area where Mo Yu resided became incredibly lively.

One after another, the Thunder River Spirits surged from the depths of the Thunder River, rushing toward the spirit-gathering formation filled with traps like starving wolves pouncing on prey.

However, against the layers of traps set up by Qing Yanjing, these Thunder River Spirits, which lacked intelligence, could only be described as walking straight into their doom.

Thus, in just an hour, Mo Yu had already obtained fifteen Thunder River Crystals!

At this rate, collecting a hundred Thunder River Spirits wouldn’t be difficult at all.

However, as Mo Yu continued to reap Thunder River Spirits in abundance, the fluctuations of the spirit array spread further and further, inevitably drawing the attention of some powerful individuals.

When these people saw from afar how Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing were effortlessly using the spirit array to capture the troublesome Thunder River Spirits, their eyes nearly popped out in shock. Then, greed began to surface in their gazes.

Still, despite their covetousness, they had not lost their rationality. They could clearly sense the immense strength of those layered spirit arrays—so powerful that even a Thunder River Spirit on the level of a perfect Ninth-Grade Supreme was unable to escape once trapped, let alone them.

So, while they were envious, they only dared to watch from a distance, not daring to approach.

Yet, not everyone shared their restraint.

Boom!

Mo Yu made a move, capturing yet another exhausted Thunder River Spirit. With a wave of his sleeve, he stored it away, but instead of continuing, he stood up, his eyes coldly fixed on the distance.

A bolt of lightning streaked through the river waters, appearing before him within moments.

The newcomer stood atop a golden command token that emitted a golden thunderous glow—clearly, it was a Golden Thunder Token.

Standing with hands clasped behind his back upon the Golden Thunder Token was a familiar figure.

It was Thunder King!

And it was his true body!

Somehow, this man had also found a way to suppress his strength and enter the Ancient Thunder Palace.

Thunder King stood on his Golden Thunder Token, looking at Mo Yu with a smirk. He clapped his hands lightly and praised, "I never expected you two to come up with such a method to capture the Thunder River Spirits. Truly an eye-opener."

Mo Yu remained expressionless, staring at Thunder King without responding.

Seeing this, Thunder King narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Hand over half of your Thunder River Crystals, or I’ll make a move and destroy your spirit array. Then you won’t be able to take advantage of it anymore."

Upon hearing this, a faint smile surfaced on Mo Yu’s otherwise indifferent face. He raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

"Scram!"

His cold voice, infused with boundless spiritual energy, rolled through the river like tidal waves, shaking the Thunder River itself and raising massive surges.

The observing experts in the distance hurriedly retreated to avoid the incoming waves, then turned to stare at Mo Yu with astonishment.

Clearly, they hadn’t expected him to respond to a figure like Thunder King in such a direct and domineering manner, without the slightest regard for decorum.

"This Mo Yu is way too bold! That’s Thunder King’s true body! Even if his strength is suppressed, he’s still not something a mere clone can compare to."

A strong cultivator couldn’t help but whisper, though there was a hint of amusement in his voice. While Mo Yu and Thunder Prison had gained quite a bit of fame recently, compared to an ancient powerhouse like the Thunder God Palace, they were still lacking.

"True, but I heard he comes from a lower plane. For him to have reached this level is no small feat."

"Heh, anyone who can become a Greater Earthly Supreme wouldn’t be simple. But if he’s just a clone, I doubt he has much chance of winning."

"Hard to say. According to some rumors, even the young master of the Thunder Spirit Clan suffered a loss at the hands of this ’Prison Lord of Thunder Prison.’"

"..."

As whispers spread through the distant crowd, Thunder King remained standing on his Golden Thunder Token with arms crossed, his expression darkening.

"A mere clone, yet so arrogant. You’re truly courting death." His voice was low and chilling.

Mo Yu’s tone remained calm. "Who’s courting death is yet to be determined."

A savage glint flashed across Thunder King’s eyes. He nodded and sneered, "Fine. Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish. Don’t worry—my elder brother is here too. Your true body will be meeting you on the road to the underworld soon enough."

"Who’s meeting who? That remains to be seen." Mo Yu chuckled, meeting Thunder King’s gaze head-on without the slightest retreat.

"It seems that spirit array around you has given you quite a bit of confidence," Thunder King mocked.

In his eyes, Mo Yu dared to provoke him only because of the spirit array set up by that mysterious woman.

But formations were lifeless, and he was not. No matter how extraordinary that woman was, her strength was also suppressed. As long as he didn’t step into the formation’s range, she wouldn’t be able to interfere.

Moreover, Thunder God Palace had sent quite a few experts this time. If a battle broke out, they would hold the advantage.

However, upon hearing Thunder King’s mockery, Mo Yu merely smirked. "You have the guts to provoke but not the courage to fight? So this is the Vice Palace Master of Thunder God Palace? How underwhelming."

Thunder King’s expression instantly darkened, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent as if he wanted to cut Mo Yu into a thousand pieces.

Yet Mo Yu ignored him and continued with a casual smile, "Since the Vice Palace Master of Thunder God Palace is so disappointing, let’s settle this one-on-one. Neither side will interfere."

With that, a purple barrier of light emerged from beneath his feet as his Purple Thunder Token activated, carrying him slowly out of the layered spirit arrays.

Seeing this, Thunder King was momentarily stunned before a wild grin spread across his face.

His arms slowly lowered, and suddenly—

Boom!

A torrent of boundless spiritual energy erupted from within him like a volcano. The pressure was so immense that even the thousand-pound Thunder River waters were forcefully pushed aside, creating a vacuum around him.

The sheer force of his spiritual energy spread outward.

In the distance, many powerful experts felt the overwhelming pressure and couldn’t help but reveal slight changes in their expressions.

"As expected of a Greater Earthly Supreme... Even with his strength suppressed, he can still unleash power close to the true limits of a Lesser Earthly Supreme."

Thunder King’s eyes locked onto Mo Yu, his expression utterly savage.

"I’ll make sure you understand one thing—when faced with absolute strength, all your clever words are nothing but a joke."

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