Chapter 289: Consecutive Battles, Yuanfu's Unfathomable Depths
"Fire Puppet?"
Upon seeing the familiar figure, the surrounding onlookers couldn't help but open their mouths wide in surprise.
They were no strangers to the Fire Puppet. Not long ago, the Di Yan Sect had used one to deal with Mo Yu. However, despite its strength, the Fire Puppet had been crippled by Mo Yu for unknown reasons.
But now, so soon after that incident, the crowd was once again witnessing a Fire Puppet in action.
What surprised them even more was that this Fire Puppet looked almost identical to the one used by the Di Yan Sect, as if it had been cast from the same mold. Could this be the very same Fire Puppet?
The thought sparked confusion and shock among many.
Judging by its appearance, not only had Mo Yu successfully repaired the Fire Puppet, but its power seemed to have skyrocketed. In the previous attack, even the two elders Jin and Yin, whose strength was comparable to Dou Zong experts, had gained no advantage!
"I told you, Black Alliance isn't qualified to destroy Yuanfu."
A voice tinged with amusement slowly drifted out from behind the fiery figure. Then, Mo Yu stepped forward, his gaze cold as it locked onto Han Feng.
Han Feng's face twitched slightly, his voice sinister as he said, "I didn't expect you to have a Dou Zong-level puppet. I really underestimated you."
Hearing this, everyone, whether they were from the Black Alliance or the crowd of onlookers, or even from Yuanfu itself, froze in shock. A Dou Zong-level puppet? How was that possible?
Lin Yan and the others stared at Mo Yu in disbelief. Had Mo Yu truly refined the Di Yan Sect's Fire Puppet to Dou Zong level?
Once the shock subsided, the crowd's previous worries began to ease. With Yuanfu now possessing a Dou Zong-level fighter, they might just stand a chance against the Black Alliance!
"Kill them!"
Without changing his expression, Mo Yu raised his hand and pointed at Jin and Yin.
The moment Mo Yu gave the order, the Fire Puppet stomped the ground, its body transforming into a blur of red light as it charged toward Jin and Yin. The speed, powered entirely by its physical strength, generated sonic booms along the way, leaving everyone watching in stunned silence.
As the Fire Puppet approached, Jin and Yin's hearts sank. After their brief exchange earlier, they knew this puppet's power surpassed theirs even when they fought together. Its physical might was terrifying, and it felt no pain. If the battle dragged on, they would most likely lose.
This opponent was even more troublesome than Su Qian, the Great Elder of Jia Nan Academy.
"Han Feng, we'll hold off the puppet. You go kill that boy! Once he's dead, the puppet will stop automatically. After we deal with him, this Dou Zong-level puppet will belong to the Black Alliance!"
The fiery light flickered as Jin and Yin dodged, shouting at Han Feng.
Hearing this, Han Feng froze for a moment, but then greed flashed in his eyes. A Dou Zong-level puppet could dramatically increase the Black Alliance's power! With that, he, Han Feng, could dominate the entire Black-Corner Region.
"Heh, no need for the leader to take action. I, Ban Lao, will be enough to kill this boy!"
At that moment, an old man named Ban Lao, a seven-star Dou Huang, stepped forward beside Han Feng. His powerful aura caused the sky to darken slightly as he chuckled.
"Heh, then I'll leave it to you, Ban Lao," Han Feng nodded slightly, a bit surprised but satisfied.
With Ban Lao's strength as a seven-star Dou Huang, one of the top experts in the Black-Corner Region, dealing with Mo Yu should be more than enough.
With this in mind, Han Feng cast a cold smile toward Mo Yu. Boy, no one's coming to save you now. Do you have another high-tier Dou Huang puppet hidden away?
"Lord Mo, I'm sorry, but for the sake of the Black Alliance, I'll have to ask you to die."
On the other side, Ban Lao's face darkened instantly, and with a sinister smile, he stomped the ground and shot toward Mo Yu.
Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, watching Ban Lao's powerful attack approach, but he made no move. Instead, he slowly lowered his hands.
"Hmph, if you want to harm our Lord, you'll have to go through me first!"
Just as Mo Yu lowered his hands, a cold shout rang out from Yuanfu's ranks. Zi Huo, with his massive, tower-like figure, stepped forward. His previously calm eyes were now filled with a terrifying, violent aura.
"Get lost!"
With a low growl, Zi Huo swung his fist, directly meeting Ban Lao's oncoming charge head-on!
Under the watchful gaze of everyone in the city, Zi Huo's fist collided heavily with Ban Lao's attack.
"This fool is asking for death!"
As the clash occurred, some people couldn't help but sneer. Ban Lao was a high-tier Dou Huang and a veteran powerhouse in the Black-Corner Region. He was far stronger than Yan, a low-tier Dou Huang, and had years of battle experience.
If the leader of Yuanfu's Lion Hall, Zi Huo, thought that defeating Yan meant he could take on Ban Lao with his mere Dou Wang-level strength, he was severely mistaken.
"Boom!"
However, just as those sneers began to spread, a deep, heart-shaking sound rang out from the point of impact. A shockwave of energy swept through the battlefield.
Crack!
The ground beneath the two fighters cracked open, revealing thick fissures. Then, to everyone's astonishment, Ban Lao, who had charged so aggressively, was forced backward!
His feet skidded across the ground for more than ten steps, each step leaving deep marks behind.
"How… how is this possible?"
This scene left most of the people in Mo City shocked. The next moment, everyone's gaze shifted toward the dissipating dust cloud.
There stood a towering figure, completely still, in front of Mo Yu. The previous fierce clash hadn't caused Zi Huo to move an inch!
The once noisy city fell into sudden silence as everyone's gaze focused on Zi Huo, standing firmly in front of Mo Yu.
Could it be that not only had Zi Huo defeated Yan, but even Ban Lao wasn't his match?
In the sky above, Han Feng's pupils shrank at the sight, the playful expression vanishing from his face. His eyes filled with seriousness as he stared at Zi Huo, his expression shifting to one of surprise.
"No… this guy isn't just a peak Dou Wang. He's already halfway into Dou Huang level!"
As he thought about this, Han Feng's face darkened. He hadn't expected that in just a few days, Zi Huo would have reached the level of a Dou Huang.
The difference between a Dou Wang and a Dou Huang was vast. If Zi Huo could defeat Yan, a three-star Dou Huang, while still at the Dou Wang stage, then now, as a quasi-Dou Huang, it wasn't impossible for him to challenge a high-tier Dou Huang.
Looking at the towering figure in front of him, Mo Yu smiled slightly.
After the battle with Yan, Zi Huo had sensed that he was on the verge of a breakthrough, which had surprised Mo Yu and made him marvel at the strength of the Lion Clan's bloodline.
After taking control of Mo City, the remnants of the Di Yan Sect were swiftly dealt with by Qiushui and her team, so they were no longer a threat. Mo Yu had agreed to Zi Huo's request to enter seclusion and focus on breaking through.
For the past few days, Zi Huo had been in seclusion, preparing for this breakthrough.
If the Black Alliance hadn't shown up, he would have fully reached the Dou Huang level in a little more time. Even now, Zi Huo already possessed quasi-Dou Huang strength.
Given Ban Lao's carelessness, it wasn't surprising that he lost when facing Zi Huo's physical strength head-on.
"Impossible?!"
At this moment, Ban Lao had steadied himself, his face dark and cold, like water dripping from it.
A veteran powerhouse of the Black-Corner Region, yet he had suffered a loss at the hands of a younger opponent. If word got out, he would be a laughingstock.
Staring coldly at Zi Huo, a violent wave of Dou Qi surged from Ban Lao's body.
As the third-ranking member of the Black Alliance, Ban Lao could not accept that he was unable to defeat a mere hall leader from Yuanfu.
"Lion Hall Leader Zi Huo, is it? Today, I'll show you the strength of a true powerhouse in the Black-Corner Region!"
Ban Lao's face darkened even more as he took a step forward, a brilliant gray light bursting from his body. His hands moved quickly, and the vast Dou Qi formed into a massive black mountain.
"Black Seal Mountain Claw!"
Having suffered earlier, Ban Lao no longer dared to be careless. This time, he unleashed his full power with a killing blow. The enormous mountain of Dou Qi formed and came crashing down toward Zi Huo.
Seeing Ban Lao's deadly move, even the other Black Alliance members were stunned. They hadn't expected Zi Huo to force such a veteran powerhouse to take him so seriously.
However, faced with this violent attack, Zi Huo calmly clenched his fist. The muscles in his arm bulged like coiled dragons, exuding a terrifying wave of energy.
He swung his fist upward with brute force.
Boom!
Another deafening explosion echoed as Ban Lao's Black Seal Mountain Claw, a move that had claimed the lives of countless experts in the Black-Corner Region, was shattered by Zi Huo's punch.
"Pfft!"
The black mountain of Dou Qi exploded, and Ban Lao's eyes filled with shock and disbelief. How could Zi Huo's strength be this overwhelming?
As the shockwaves of the battle dissipated in the air, the onlookers in Mo City gasped in unison.
If Ban Lao's earlier loss could be dismissed as carelessness, this time, there was no such excuse. Zi Huo had truly overpowered him.
Looking over at the Jin and Yin Elders, who were also being overwhelmed by the Fire Puppet, many of the onlookers couldn't help but show expressions of shock and awe.
The Black Alliance's attempt this time seemed to have backfired badly...
"Who is this boy, and how does he have such incredible skills and powerful subordinates?"
Off to the side, seeing both Jin and Yin Elders and Ban Lao being tied down, Han Feng's eyes darkened with frustration.
Originally, Han Feng had thought that with the Black Alliance's current strength, crushing Yuanfu would be an easy task.
Yet before the battle had even fully started, the Black Alliance's two main forces were already locked in a stalemate with Yuanfu, giving Han Feng a growing sense of unease.
"Leader, let me handle it. Yuanfu doesn't seem to have any more strong fighters. I will kill this boy!"
At that moment, Fan Lao, standing beside Han Feng, spoke up.
Hearing this, Han Feng frowned slightly as he looked at Mo Yu, who remained calm. For some reason, Han Feng had a nagging feeling that things wouldn't be so simple.
Yuanfu felt like a deep, unfathomable abyss.
But with the situation as it was, they had no choice but to continue. The Black Alliance had come in full force; retreating now would only invite ridicule from the entire Black-Corner Region. Moreover, it would weaken the morale of the Black Alliance from within.
"Very well. I'll leave it to you, Elder Fan," Han Feng said coldly, looking at Mo Yu.
"Don't worry, Leader. I won't fail you!"
Fan Lao's face twisted with hatred and anger as he stared at Mo Yu.
Xiao Yan was his sworn enemy, and Mo Yu was Xiao Yan's cousin. By that connection, Mo Yu also became Fan Lao's mortal foe.
As Fan Lao's blood-colored wings flapped behind him, he shot toward Mo Yu like a streak of red, his hand rapidly gathering a chillingly cold blood-red Dou Qi.
"Brat, die! If I can't kill that Xiao Yan, then I'll take your life in his place!"
Fan Lao laughed wickedly. He knew Mo Yu's strength—just a five-star Dou Wang.
Even if Mo Yu had a few tricks up his sleeve, Fan Lao, a four-star Dou Huang, was a whole tier above him. Killing Mo Yu would be a simple matter.
Swoosh!
With a malicious grin on his face, Fan Lao flicked his arm, and a blood-red spear of energy shot out like lightning, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound as it flew toward the motionless Mo Yu.
However, when Fan Lao noticed Mo Yu's calm, unfazed silver eyes, he hesitated for a moment, a flicker of doubt crossing his mind.
Does this boy know he's doomed and has already given up resisting?
"Fan Lao, don't you dare harm the Lord!"
Just as the blood-red spear was about to strike Mo Yu, and Fan Lao's eyes gleamed with bloodthirsty excitement, a loud shout rang out from Yuanfu's ranks.
Hearing the shout, everyone turned their gazes toward Yuanfu's side, puzzled. Could it be that Yuanfu still had another strong fighter?
As the crowd watched, an unassuming figure in a black robe stepped forward from Yuanfu's ranks, releasing a terrifying aura. In a flash, the figure appeared in front of Mo Yu, wielding a large red blade that swung powerfully toward the incoming spear.
Boom!
With a dull explosion, waves of energy rippled through the air, shaking the very space around them.
Fan Lao's gaze locked onto the black-robed figure standing in front of Mo Yu, his eyes sharp like a snake's.
The figure seemed somewhat familiar, and Fan Lao's brow furrowed as he tried to place him. After a moment of hesitation, his expression darkened, and he demanded, "Who are you!?"
The black-robed figure didn't answer immediately. Instead, he turned to look at Mo Yu, waiting for his nod of approval. Only after Mo Yu nodded did the figure slowly lift his hand to his head.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the black-robed figure slowly removed the cloth covering his face.
When his true identity was revealed, both the members of the Black Alliance and the onlookers in Mo City were left in shock, their mouths hanging open in disbelief.
Fan Lao's face twisted with shock and anger as he gritted his teeth. "How can it be you? Yan, you actually joined this brat!"
(End of chapter)
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