Chapter 291: Elder of Eagle Mountain
In the sky, under the gaze of countless people, the curtain of flame suddenly froze and, with a muffled sound, exploded into pieces.
Everyone stared in shock at the fiery curtain bursting in the sky. Even the nearby Jin and Yin Elders were momentarily taken aback.
As peak Dou Huangs, they could clearly sense the immense power of that strange fire curtain. To put it bluntly, anyone below an eight-star Dou Huang would be gravely injured by such an attack.
Yet, this incredibly powerful strike was effortlessly neutralized by Mo Yu.
"What's going on? Mo Yu's power seems to have suddenly surged by several levels!" Jin and Yin Elders, struggling to resist the Fire Puppet's attack, exchanged glances, their faces flushed with shock and disbelief.
"Damn it! This kid is truly strange. If Han Feng can't take him down, I fear that Yuanfu will become the Black Alliance's greatest enemy in the future!"
The faces of the Jin and Yin Elders turned grim, their expressions nearly numb from everything they had witnessed in such a short time. In just a few hours, they had experienced so many shocking developments with this young man, and now, another bombshell had dropped, leaving them in a state of stunned disbelief.
The entire crowd in Mo City also stared dumbfounded at the sky. Even though they didn't have the strength to fully understand the power behind that fiery curtain, they knew that it was formed from a Heavenly Flame, specifically the Sea Heart Flame, ranked 15th on the Heavenly Flame List. With Han Feng's peak Dou Huang strength, that attack could have easily destroyed half the city.
Yet, that tremendous force, capable of leveling Mo City, had been dispersed into nothingness by Mo Yu, a mere Dou Wang.
The entire city was in a state of shock and awe as they watched Mo Yu unleash such overwhelming power.
The moment the fiery curtain dissipated, Han Feng, its owner, sensed it immediately. His face paled in disbelief as he looked at Mo Yu.
Despite the explosion of the fiery curtain, the Sea Heart Flame did not completely vanish. Instead, it scattered into small sparks before gathering back in Han Feng's hand.
Staring at the now-weakened Sea Heart Flame, Han Feng's brow furrowed deeply. His heart surged with unease, unable to calm down.
In the sky, the powerful aura that had erupted from Mo Yu began to recede, slowly withdrawing back into his body. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes, glowing with a strange mix of purple and gold, coldly sweeping over Han Feng. His indifferent voice rang out like muffled thunder in the sky.
"Han Feng, the so-called Medicine Emperor—nothing more. If you want to take down Yuanfu, the Black Alliance still falls short."
Han Feng's face darkened. An aura no weaker than Mo Yu's earlier surge began to rise from within him.
Stepping lightly in the air, Han Feng instantly appeared in front of Mo Yu. As if he had noticed something, Han Feng frowned and said in a low voice, "I truly underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have such terrifying power hidden within you. No wonder you've been so confident all this time.
"If I'm not mistaken, just like my junior brother Xiao Yan, you must have a mysterious and powerful spirit living inside you, right? This power must belong to him."
With Han Feng's vast experience, it was clear that with Mo Yu's age, no matter how talented he was or how advanced his cultivation method, it would be impossible for him to reach this level before turning 20.
Combined with what he had encountered with Xiao Yan recently, Han Feng instantly deduced the source of Mo Yu's power.
"No matter who this power belongs to, at least it obeys me," Mo Yu said, his lips curling into a faint, indifferent smile.
"Hmph! Relying on external forces to boost your strength is nothing but a temporary fix. I don't believe you can maintain this power for long." Han Feng's face grew even darker as he sneered. "Today, Yuanfu will be destroyed!"
As his words fell, the deep blue fire wings behind him flapped gently, and he shot toward Mo Yu like a gliding arrow.
However, just as Han Feng moved, Mo Yu, who seemed to have been expecting it, disappeared in an instant. The next moment, his black spear appeared, thrusting forward with immense power.
The heavy spear carried a terrifying force, splitting the air with a sharp, tearing sound as it swung down fiercely!
Han Feng twisted his body into a strange posture, narrowly dodging the spear, but the wind from the blow caused his body to sway slightly, even through the protection of the Sea Heart Flame.
"What incredible speed and strength!"
After narrowly avoiding Mo Yu's attack, Han Feng's face tensed. He stabilized himself and then quickly shook his arm.
A flaming sword appeared in his hand, slashing in a deadly arc that bypassed the spear and aimed directly at Mo Yu's chest.
"Clang!"
Facing Han Feng's vicious strike, Mo Yu remained calm. His wrist flicked, and the spear spun rapidly, enveloped in purple and gold energy. The rotating spear acted like a shield, blocking the flaming sword.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised by Mo Yu's swift reaction. Without pausing, Han Feng's arm trembled as his flaming sword seemed to split into countless blades, each one mixed with scorching energy, all attacking Mo Yu from every angle.
"Clang!"
A crisp sound echoed through the sky as all the sword shadows vanished. Only the tip of Han Feng's flaming sword remained locked against Mo Yu's spear.
"Hmph!"
With a cold look in his eyes, Mo Yu injected a surge of purple-gold energy into his spear. The spear's power intensified dramatically, becoming like a blade ready to tear through the sky as it thrust toward Han Feng's flaming sword.
The next moment, cracks began to appear on the flaming sword formed by the Sea Heart Flame. Seeing this, Han Feng's face darkened, and he quickly released the sword's hilt.
As soon as his hand left the sword, the weapon, no longer supported by his strength, shattered with a clear sound.
"This guy's power is strange—it doesn't seem human. It's like some kind of bloodline power!"
As the flaming sword broke, Han Feng's eyes flickered with rapid thoughts. When Mo Yu's energy surged into the sword earlier, Han Feng had clearly felt the purple-gold energy weakening and paralyzing the Sea Heart Flame.
Taking advantage of the moment, Mo Yu showed no hesitation. He struck the spear with his palm, sending it flying toward Han Feng like a bolt of purple-gold lightning.
At such close range, even Han Feng's speed wasn't enough to dodge. He had no choice but to cover his hand with the Sea Heart Flame and strike the spear.
"Clang!"
As Han Feng's hand hit the spear, a metallic ring echoed through the air. The impact knocked the spear away, but in that instant, the sticky purple-gold energy clung to his hand. Under its influence, the Sea Heart Flame began to fade visibly.
Seeing his Sea Heart Flame weaken, Han Feng finally felt a sense of unease. He realized that Mo Yu, possessed by a mysterious entity, had a strange power that could weaken his flame.
With a sudden burst of Dou Qi from his palm, Han Feng extinguished the purple-gold energy. He quickly retreated, his face now serious as he looked at the cold, indifferent Mo Yu.
He could now confirm that Mo Yu's current strength wasn't at the Dou Huang level—it had already reached… Dou Zong!
"Enough. This game is over."
Ignoring Han Feng's shocked expression, Mo Yu's face remained indifferent. He raised his hand, and purple-gold energy surged upward, filling the sky.
The overwhelming energy twisted the very space around it, spreading through the air and enveloping all of Mo City.
The crowd on the ground stared in awe at the purple-gold energy sweeping across the sky, wiping cold sweat from their brows. The sheer might of this energy was terrifying beyond words.
At the center of the purple-gold energy, there was a small blue flame, no more than a few feet wide.
The Sea Heart Flame, which had been so arrogant earlier, was now shrinking rapidly under the pressure of the purple-gold energy.
As the blue flame flickered, it continued to shrink, and at this rate, it would soon be completely suppressed by the purple-gold energy.
"Dou Zong?"
When the purple-gold energy swept across the sky, shocked murmurs filled the air. Everyone's gaze turned to Mo Yu in awe.
Mo Yu wasn't just a peak Dou Huang—he was a Dou Zong expert!
A Dou Zong at such a young age had never been seen in the history of the Black-Corner Region.
And with the addition of the Fire Puppet, Yuanfu now had two Dou Zongs?!
Within the Sea Heart Flame, Han Feng's face grew increasingly grim as he felt the purple-gold energy pressing down on him.
Though he knew that the bloodline power within Mo Yu seemed to counter the Sea Heart Flame, he hadn't expected Mo Yu's strength to reach the Dou Zong level.
This meant that the mysterious soul possessing Mo Yu must have been at least a high-level Dou Zong, or even a Dou Zun!
As the purple-gold energy continued to suppress the flame, the Sea Heart Flame lost much of its effectiveness, and it wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer.
"Damn it!"
Grinding his teeth in frustration, Han Feng glanced through the Sea Heart Flame, his eyes fixed on the slender youth hovering not far away. His lips twitched with frustration.
Despite his fame and influence in the Black-Corner Region, he was now being forced into a corner by someone from Yuanfu. This was a serious blow to his pride.
"Damn! I didn't expect this kid to have such hidden cards. It looks like I'll have to rely on some of my connections. I just hope this person is still available; otherwise, I'll have no choice but to cut my losses and escape."
Clenching his teeth, Han Feng took out a black jade pendant from his storage ring. He gripped it tightly in his hands until it shattered.
Though the message had been sent, Han Feng knew he needed to buy time. He quickly formed a series of hand seals, gathering a vast amount of Dou Qi in his palm. The immense power caused the very air around him to tremble.
"I, Han Feng, will not lose!"
The ball of surging Dou Qi in his palm pulsed with terrifying energy. It was clear this was a powerful attack he had been preparing.
Fixing his gaze on the ball of Dou Qi in his hand, Han Feng suddenly looked up. His face twisted with madness as he roared and shot the blinding orb of energy straight at Mo Yu.
"Light Radiance Seal!"
A blinding beam of light tore through the sky, revealing a massive handprint within it. The beam, carrying an aura of destruction, hurtled toward Mo Yu like a falling sun.
"Hmph, courting death!"
The black lightning spear in Mo Yu's hands was raised high above his head. The next moment, he swung it downward with immense force, sending a massive purple-gold energy spear hurtling toward the Light Radiance Seal. The spear's terrifying momentum seemed as though it could split the earth itself.
Both terrifying energies tore through the sky like lightning before colliding in midair with a deafening roar.
"Boom!"
The moment they collided, a massive explosion of energy erupted, sending shockwaves through the air like a raging ocean storm.
The entire sky seemed to pause as the energy waves rolled across, blotting out the sun and darkening the heavens.
In the next instant, the purple-gold energy pierced through the Light Radiance Seal. A powerful gust of wind, accompanied by a deep explosion, smashed into Han Feng's chest.
"Bang!"
The dull sound of impact echoed through the sky, and everyone watched as the protective flame shield surrounding Han Feng finally shattered. The purple-gold energy struck his chest directly.
"Pfft!"
With a spurt of blood from his mouth, Han Feng's pale face turned red. His body shot downward like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the ruins below, sending debris flying in all directions.
The entire crowd gasped in shock!
Meanwhile, Mo Yu's face remained cold and indifferent. Han Feng, though a peak Dou Huang, was far too weak.
Just as Mo Yu raised his hand, ready to finish Han Feng off, his attention was suddenly drawn to a distant surge of energy.
In the blink of an eye, an elderly figure with a hooked nose appeared in the arena like a ghost. The old man exuded a restrained aura, but his sharp eyes, like those of an eagle, were chilling to behold.
The hooked-nosed old man scanned the scene. Upon seeing the weakened Han Feng and the fierce Mo Yu, his expression froze. Understanding the situation, he cupped his hands toward Mo Yu and said:
"My friend, I am Elder Eagle of Eagle Mountain. Could I trouble you to spare Han Feng on my behalf?"
(End of Chapter)