Chapter 290: Leader Showdown, Uncle Snake Takes Action
The man in the black robe was Yan!
When his true face was revealed, it turned out to be Yan, the former leader of the Di Yan Sect. Everyone in Mo City was stunned.
Yan had joined Yuanfu?
In the Black-Corner Region, it wasn't uncommon for people to switch allegiances when they were defeated. It wasn't unusual for a strong power to take over a weaker one. However, for someone like Yan, the leader of a first-class faction, to surrender after being defeated had never been heard of before.
Firstly, to become the leader of a first-class power meant they were heroes who controlled vast territories. People like them wouldn't easily bow to others, so even if they lost, very few would surrender. Secondly, even the victorious side wouldn't trust an old rival easily, usually preferring to eliminate them first to prevent future trouble.
So, when they saw Yan standing as Mo Yu's subordinate, everyone was shocked and confused.
Even among Yuanfu's own ranks, powerful figures like Xiao Li and Lin Yan were utterly astonished. They knew Yan had been imprisoned by Yuanfu, but they had no idea when Mo Yu had managed to recruit this powerful three-star Dou Huang into his ranks.
A three-star Dou Huang! In the Jia Ma Empire, such a person would be welcomed by even the royal family with open arms!
"Master... Master, why have you joined Yuanfu?"
At this moment, an old man with white hair stepped forward from the Black Alliance's ranks—it was none other than the former Great Elder of the Di Yan Sect.
After Di Yan Sect was defeated by Yuanfu, most of the elders and disciples were either captured or killed, but a few managed to escape. This Great Elder gathered the remaining disciples and sought refuge in the Black Alliance's base in Feng City, asking Han Feng to help them take revenge on Yuanfu.
Out of his own desire to suppress Yuanfu, Han Feng agreed. The Great Elder was overjoyed and actively requested to join the Black Alliance, hoping to witness the moment of revenge.
But now, seeing his former master standing on the side of Yuanfu, the old man's face stiffened, his eyes filled with shock, confusion, and rage.
"Liu, my old friend, I've decided to pledge my allegiance to Lord Mo Yu. From today onward, there is no more Sect Master Yan of the Di Yan Sect. There is only Yan, a member of Yuanfu's Hall of Worship. For the sake of our past, I advise you to leave the Black Alliance and join me in Yuanfu. With Lord Mo Yu's leadership, Yuanfu will undoubtedly rule the entire Black-Corner Region in the future. I'll even recommend you for a significant position in one of Yuanfu's departments."
Yan's face remained calm as he turned his gaze to the Great Elder.
Hearing this, the Great Elder's face twitched, and he glanced nervously at Han Feng. He didn't know what to say. His master had joined Yuanfu and was now urging him to leave the Black Alliance and join as well. It felt like a dream, something too absurd to be true.
However, despite the surreal nature of this conversation, he could clearly see that Yan had indeed joined Yuanfu, willingly and without coercion.
At this realization, the crowd's gaze shifted towards Mo Yu, their eyes filled with awe. What kind of methods did the leader of Yuanfu possess to successfully recruit Yan, the former leader of a powerful faction?
Even Han Feng, who had many first-class leaders under his command in the Black Alliance, couldn't claim to have true control over them. They were more like allies fighting a common enemy—Jia Nan Academy.
Han Feng's face turned dark as he realized what was happening. Yan had betrayed him by joining Yuanfu. Who was this Mo Yu, who had even managed to bring Yan under his command?
Han Feng couldn't hold back his fury any longer. All the recent intelligence reports about Yuanfu flashed in his mind—about their puppets that could rival Dou Zong strength, the quasi-Dou Huang Zi Huo, and now Yan joining Yuanfu. All this unknown information was becoming a huge headache for the Black Alliance.
Yan, as the leader of the Di Yan Sect and a three-star Dou Huang, wasn't far off from Fan Lao, a four-star Dou Huang. With this, Fan Lao was dragged into a tough battle with Yuanfu!
With Jin and Yin (the two elders), Ban Lao, and Fan Lao all engaged in fierce combat, the Black Alliance's advantage in high-level strength had vanished.
No, wait... there was still one person.
Han Feng suddenly turned his gaze towards Yuan Yi, the former leader of the Ba Shanmeng. Yuan Yi, ranked in the top ten of the Black List, was still a formidable Dou Huang.
Seeing Han Feng's gaze, Yuan Yi understood his intention. Glancing at the fierce battles around him, Yuan Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Leader, I guess it's my turn."
After Han Feng nodded, Yuan Yi gathered his strength. Since he had joined the Black Alliance, his fortunes were now tied to its success or failure. There was no room for hesitation.
However, just as Yuan Yi was about to move, two shadowy figures with powerful auras flashed in front of him.
"Oh? You must be Ling Feng, the head of Yuanfu's Fierce Tiger Hall, and Xiao Li, the head of Black Wolf Hall. I didn't expect you two to come together to stop me. But if you think you two can deal with me, do you think my place in the Black List's top ten was bought?" Yuan Yi sneered as he recalled some intelligence about Yuanfu.
Two Dou Wang-level fighters, against a Dou Huang? They were dreaming.
"Heh, Yuan Yi's reputation precedes him in the Black-Corner Region, but we're only here to keep you occupied. The rest will be handled by our Lord Mo Yu," Ling Feng chuckled.
"Humph, the Black Alliance will be wiped out by Yuanfu sooner or later. If you don't submit, you'll meet the same end," Xiao Li sneered darkly.
"Yuanfu? Threaten me? Let's see who falls first!" Yuan Yi's face darkened as he clenched his fists, a long, terrifying spear of black Dou Qi appearing in his hands. He swung it fiercely toward Ling Feng and Xiao Li.
Seeing this, both of their faces grew serious. Although they had the numbers advantage, Yuan Yi was still a genuine Dou Huang, and the two of them combined would struggle to defeat him.
Fortunately, their mission wasn't to win but merely to hold him off.
They surrounded Yuan Yi, attacking from both sides, launching fierce blows against him...
Meanwhile, in the Black Alliance, the only high-ranking figure left standing was Han Feng.
Seeing this, Han Feng's face darkened further, his narrow eyes watching the unfolding battles with fury burning in them.
However, the next moment, as if pushed beyond anger, Han Feng let out a cold, sinister laugh, directing his gaze toward Mo Yu.
"Haha, impressive! You've forced my Black Alliance into this position. I must admit, Mo Yu, you're the most talented genius I've ever encountered. Even in Zhongzhou, monsters like you are rare, and the top powers would fight to recruit you."
Suddenly, Han Feng's face turned cold as he sneered. "But no matter how talented you are, power is what rules in the Dou Qi Continent. Back when we fought at Jia Nan Academy, it was too rushed. Now, I'm the leader of the Black Alliance, and you're the leader of Yuanfu. Let's finish what we started!"
Han Feng took a deep breath, the madness fading from his face as he regained his composure. His chilling gaze locked onto the silver-eyed youth, Mo Yu.
Though his followers were being held back, in this chaotic Black-Corner Region, Han Feng's greatest confidence had never come from others—it came from himself!
As the leader of the Black Alliance, he not only wielded the influence of a sixth-tier alchemist but was also a peak Dou Huang, ranked third on the Black List!
"Hehe, I've been waiting for this. Let me learn from you, Leader Han," Mo Yu smiled confidently, showing no fear at all.
Seeing this, the audience in Mo City was astonished. Mo Yu, the leader of Yuanfu, was about to battle Han Feng, the leader of the Black Alliance. Was this about to become the greatest showdown in the Black-Corner Region?
What surprised them even more was that Mo Yu was only a Dou Wang. His greatest feats had been defeating Gao Li and controlling a quasi-Dou Huang-level puppet. But Han Feng, ranked third on the Black List, was a peak Dou Huang, a powerhouse with only a handful of equals in the region. Could Mo Yu really defeat him?
As the leader of Yuanfu, if Mo Yu lost, it would mean Yuanfu's complete defeat at the hands of the Black Alliance.
This fight between Mo Yu and Han Feng would directly determine the outcome of the war between their two factions.
The onlookers' eyes widened with excitement.
"Jin and Yin may be able to hold off a Dou Zong fighter, but they can't defeat the Fire Puppet. Over time, they'll fall into a disadvantage. Once the Fire Puppet is free, we'll be in big trouble. Fortunately, that kid is too young and took my bait. Hmph, I'll finish him off quickly and secure the Black Alliance's victory."
Han Feng's thoughts raced as his eyes grew colder. With a swift motion, deep blue flames surged from his palms.
Seeing the surging blue fire in Han Feng's hands, the faces of everyone in Mo City turned serious. This was a Heavenly Flame, the most destructive force on the Dou Qi Continent, and one that many would never see in their lifetime.
With Han Feng's strength, his control over the flame was even more fearsome. Anyone below Dou Zong would be extremely wary of it, and the entire city could be destroyed by his fire alone.
Powerful Dou Qi surged out from within Han Feng, causing his clothes to billow as he released a thunderous roar, amplifying his aura even further.
But while Han Feng's aura grew stronger, Mo Yu remained unfazed. In fact, he closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Han Feng's face twisted into a sneer. "Playing tricks? Let's see how long you last!"
He swung his right hand, and a massive curtain of flame, several meters wide, appeared in the air above Mo Yu and came crashing down toward him.
Despite his scornful words, Han Feng was wary of Mo Yu's methods, so he didn't hold back and launched a killing blow from the start.
"Brat, die!" Han Feng shouted.
The entire battlefield fell silent as all eyes turned toward them. Even Ban Lao, Zi Huo, and Yuan Yi's battles halted for a moment as they watched the clash between Han Feng and Mo Yu.
"Uncle Snake, I'll leave the rest to you. I'm not strong enough to handle Han Feng yet," Mo Yu whispered softly, his eyes still closed.
"Hehe, little one, you've done well already. To drive the Black Alliance to this point is impressive…" Uncle Snake's voice echoed within him.
"Now, let me take over."
Suddenly, a vast surge of energy stirred within Mo Yu's thin body, lying dormant for only a moment before erupting like a storm from the depths of his being.
In the sky, with his eyes still shut, Mo Yu's eyelids twitched. Then, in an instant, they flew open. His once silver eyes now glowed with an eerie mix of violet and gold.
High above, under the gaze of countless onlookers, the giant curtain of flame crashed down toward Mo Yu, radiating a terrifying heat and force.
But just as everyone thought Mo Yu was doomed, an immense wave of energy rippled outward from him, creating a whirlwind that sent onlookers scrambling to shield their eyes.
A mighty aura, no weaker than that of a peak Dou Huang, erupted from Mo Yu's body. The audience in Mo City was left speechless, while even the battlefield above paused in brief silence.
All eyes turned toward the source of the energy. To their shock, they realized Mo Yu had the strength of a peak Dou Huang.
"Child's play."
Seeing the curtain of fire, Mo Yu smiled faintly and flicked his finger. A wave of purple-gold energy surged from his body, sweeping across the sky.
The purple-gold energy was unlike any regular Dou Qi, and its sheer force painted the sky in vibrant colors.
Mo Yu extended his hand, the energy forming into small snakes that rushed forward, colliding with the curtain of fire.
Time seemed to freeze for a moment. Then, to the astonishment of all onlookers, the fire began to evaporate, as if it had been doused in water.
"The so-called Sea Heart Flame... is nothing."
(End of chapter)
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