Chapter 602: The Power of Zihuo, the True Chief
"You brat! I don't care how you managed to sneak into my Underworld Serpent Territory, but this underground world belongs to the Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan! You almost ruined my plans, so today, I will throw both you and that worthless man into the Pit of Ten Thousand Serpents!" Yao Xiaotian glared venomously at Mo Yu, his eyes full of hatred.
"Where did this fool come from? If you want to deal with my boss, you'll have to get through me first!" Zihuo leaped forward, his towering figure standing protectively in front of Mo Yu. His body emitted a terrifying aura that suppressed the chilling energy of the Nine Nether Yellow Spring.
"Curse you! I don't care who you are, today you will all die!"
Yao Xiaotian's smile slowly faded as he saw Zihuo. His body trembled violently, releasing an overwhelming icy energy that surged from within him. The surrounding space rippled as a massive hand formed in the sky above, imbued with freezing cold power.
"Die!"
With a single word, the giant hand descended, shattering the space around Mo Yu and his companions with its immense force.
"Hmph, what a weakling."
Zihuo sneered in disdain. He clenched his right fist, and an ancient, primordial energy erupted from his body, making him seem like a towering giant of ancient times. With a single step, the ground beneath him trembled as if the entire Nine Nether Yellow Spring was shaking. He swung his fist with tremendous force toward the massive hand.
"Boom!"
Zihuo's wild strike collided with the icy hand, producing an explosive sound. The resulting shockwave reduced the surrounding stones to dust. At the same time, the space around them collapsed, and enormous cracks appeared, as if the earth itself was breaking apart. Under the pressure of Zihuo's primordial power, the icy energy quickly began to melt away like snow under a blazing sun.
"Primordial power? You're from the Lion Clan?"
Yao Xiaotian frowned upon sensing the terrifying power that Zihuo unleashed. The Lion Clan, though long in decline, had once been even more glorious than the Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan. To see a powerful member of the Lion Clan now was truly unexpected.
"Hmph, no matter where you come from, trespassing into the Nine Nether Yellow Spring is a death sentence!"
Yao Xiaotian snorted coldly and swiftly performed a series of complex hand seals. As his hands moved, the surrounding energy gathered once more.
"Yellow Spring Finger!"
The gathered energy quickly condensed into a deep yellow finger, hundreds of feet long. Its surface was rough, but it radiated a faint power of destruction, standing like a pillar between heaven and earth.
"With a single finger, the Yellow Spring determines life and death!"
Yao Xiaotian sneered at Zihuo below. With a sharp motion, he pointed downward, sending the enormous Yellow Spring Finger crashing down from the sky.
"Haha, that's more like it!"
Instead of being worried, Zihuo's face lit up with excitement. His eyes turned blood-red as his battle spirit surged.
"Master, can Zihuo handle this guy by himself?" Qinglin asked worriedly as she watched the intense battle unfold.
Mo Yu, observing the beastly aura radiating from Zihuo, smiled calmly. "Don't worry. Zihuo's body is far from ordinary. Although Yao Xiaotian has been a Battle Saint for a long time, defeating Zihuo won't be easy. And if Zihuo is truly in trouble, I'm here, so there's nothing to fear."
Hearing Mo Yu's words, Cai Lin and the others nodded in relief. As long as Mo Yu was present, everyone felt a sense of security.
"Roar!"
On the battlefield, Zihuo took a step forward. His right hand began gathering vast primordial energy, and in an instant, a purple-gold light exploded from his palm, rapidly forming a massive ring of light, nearly a hundred feet wide.
"Woo woo!"
As the purple-gold ring solidified, an overwhelming surge of primordial energy swept through the area, causing massive rocks to break away from the cliffs.
"Primordial Destruction!"
Zihuo flicked his fingers, and the purple-gold ring shot toward the descending Yellow Spring Finger, spinning rapidly.
"Crack crack!"
The Yellow Spring Finger slammed into the purple-gold ring, sending a terrifying wave of energy rippling through the air like a storm.
"Rumble!"
As the purple-gold ring spun wildly, waves of primordial energy spread out. The Yellow Spring Finger sank deeper and deeper into the ring, but finally, under Yao Xiaotian's shocked and furious gaze, the finger was completely destroyed by the ring.
"You're quite something after all!"
Yao Xiaotian's expression turned serious as the Yellow Spring Finger was obliterated. His body swelled, and a cold, malevolent aura erupted from him. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a massive black serpent, a thousand feet long. The air around him rippled with malevolent energy, as if a dark god had descended upon the world.
"Sealing technique—Yellow Spring Seal!"
In his serpentine form, Yao Xiaotian let out a roar that echoed across the land. The cold energy from the Yellow Spring surged up from below, combining with his immense Dou Qi. In an instant, a colossal black seal, covered in mysterious runes, formed in the air.
"Brat, prepare to die!"
Yao Xiaotian sneered as the massive seal turned and hurtled toward Zihuo, its cold energy thickening the air around him.
"Seal!"
With a shout, the black seal pierced through space and appeared above Zihuo's head, slamming down and trapping him in the Nine Nether Yellow Spring.
"Boom boom!"
The black seal hit the surface of the lake, sending towering water columns shooting into the sky. A ripple of destructive energy spread across the area, flattening everything in its path.
"Haha!"
Yao Xiaotian, in his massive serpent form, laughed triumphantly. With the power of the Yellow Spring's cold energy, even a mid-level one-star Battle Saint would have their Dou Qi sealed. How could Zihuo, who was slightly weaker, possibly survive?
"This isn't good!"
Cai Lin and the others felt their hearts sink.
"Don't worry, Zihuo still has more up his sleeve," Mo Yu said, smiling faintly.
"Bang!"
Just as Yao Xiaotian's laughter echoed through the air, the massive black seal on the Nine Nether Yellow Spring suddenly shook violently. In the next instant, a loud explosion rang out, and the seal was forcefully shattered and flung away!
"What?!"
Yao Xiaotian was shocked.
"You're not strong enough to suppress me!"
A towering figure emerged from the depths of the Yellow Spring—it was Zihuo. His eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty light as his body expanded. In an instant, he transformed into a massive purple-gold lion, over a thousand feet tall. His primordial energy surged like a tidal wave, and the space around him seemed to shatter under the pressure of his strength.
The sight of Zihuo in his lion form was awe-inspiring. He was like the king of all lions, standing majestically between heaven and earth, radiating an overwhelming sense of power.
"Roar!"
The purple-gold lion roared at the sky, then leapt forward. He grabbed a thousand-foot rock with one massive paw and, in a wild frenzy, hurled it at the giant black serpent.
"Boom boom boom!"
The serpent fought back fiercely, its tail smashing through the rock into pieces. In the next moment, the two giant beasts clashed head-on.
"Bang!"
The space around them twisted as the two titanic figures were thrown backward, crashing into nearby mountains and shattering them into rubble. Without hesitation, they charged at each other again, locked in a deadly struggle.
"What a fierce battle..."
Cai Lin and the others were stunned by the intensity of the fight between the two massive creatures.
Unlike battles between human warriors, magical beasts, even when they could take human form, fought best in their true forms. Zihuo and Yao Xiaotian, both Battle Saints, had reached terrifying sizes, making their battle a spectacle that few could witness.
"Master, can Zihuo win?" Qinglin asked, her shock giving way to concern as she turned to Mo Yu.
"Don't worry. Zihuo has the body of a primordial lion. Even though Yao Xiaotian is slightly stronger, Zihuo will win in the end."
"Boom!"
As soon as Mo Yu finished speaking, Yao Xiaotian's massive body was sent flying, crashing into a distant mountain and reducing it to rubble.
"Whoosh!"
A flash of purple-gold light appeared as the enormous lion descended from the sky, stomping down on the giant black serpent. Zihuo raised his massive paw and punched down fiercely, his fist brimming with primordial energy, causing Yao Xiaotian to let out an ear-piercing scream.
"You dare cause trouble in my Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan? Capture him!"
Just as Zihuo was about to finish off Yao Xiaotian, a furious voice rang out from the sky. In an instant, the entire mountain range was filled with the sounds of rushing wind, and a wave of powerful auras erupted.
It was clear that the battle between Zihuo and Yao Xiaotian had alerted the entire Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan.
Hearing the roar from above, Mo Yu raised his head to see the sky filled with powerful figures from the Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan, all glaring furiously at Zihuo.
"When did someone from the Lion Clan dare cause trouble in our Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan?"
An elder, with a red venomous snake coiled around his shoulders, coldly glared at the lion form of Zihuo.
"Hmph, I don't care who he is in the Lion Clan, but today, he won't leave alive! If word of this gets out, how can we face the rest of the magical beast world?" another elder with gray hair shouted angrily.
"Serpent Guards, capture him!" the gray-haired elder barked.
"Yes!"
At the elder's command, countless figures in snake-shaped armor surged from the surrounding mountains, quickly encircling Zihuo. Their powerful auras locked onto him.
At the same time, Yao Xiaotian, who had been pinned under Zihuo, suddenly exploded with power, managing to break free. He scrambled into the air, glaring at Zihuo and Mo Yu with blood-red eyes.
"All elders, assemble the Ten Thousand Serpents Formation! Kill them all!"
Yao Xiaotian's voice echoed furiously. The elders in the sky were momentarily startled, but quickly responded in unison.
In an instant, the sound of rushing wind filled the air as the elders spread out, forming a strange formation that surrounded Zihuo, Mo Yu, and the others.
Seeing this, Zihuo's bloodthirsty expression intensified. Just as he was about to unleash his full primordial power, Mo Yu appeared beside him, stopping him.
"Haha, Yao Xiaotian, calling for help because you can't win? Is that all you've got?" Mo Yu mocked, looking at the battered Yao Xiaotian.
"Hmph! Who do you think you are? You dare insult the chief of the Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan?" the elder with the red snake sneered coldly.
"Oh? The chief of the Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan? If I'm not mistaken, that title belongs to someone else," Mo Yu said with a playful smile.
Hearing this, Yao Xiaotian's face twisted with fear. Ignoring his injuries, he shouted, "Attack now! Kill this brat!"
"Hehe, Yao Xiaotian, are you in such a hurry to silence me?"
Just as Yao Xiaotian's voice fell, a cold laugh echoed from the depths of the ravine. A figure shot out from below, landing in mid-air.
It was none other than Yaoming, the man Mo Yu had rescued from the Nine Nether Yellow Spring. After some recovery, Yaoming no longer looked withered. Instead, he appeared taller and stronger, though his face remained dark, with a hint of malice in his eyes.
Seeing Yaoming, whose face bore a striking resemblance to Yao Xiaotian, all the members of the Nine Nether Earth Serpent Clan froze. After a long moment, one elder finally screamed in disbelief:
"Chief Yaoming?! How is this possible? Didn't you die from cultivation gone wrong?" (End of Chapter)
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