章 119: Chapter 119: Annihilation

Chapter 119: Annihilation

In less than half a minute, over ten bodies suddenly fell to the ground inside the hall. The atmosphere became eerie, with a chilling coldness filling the room, making everyone too scared to even breathe.

Seeing the dozen or so Mo family elites being wiped out so effortlessly, both Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye, who were watching from the platform, gasped in shock. The bizarre and deadly soul technique that Mo Yu had used was something rarely seen, even in the Central Plains, outside of the Pill Tower. In the remote Jia Ma Empire, it was unheard of, making this display all the more shocking.

These were three low-level Dou Masters and over ten Dou Fighters, yet they were all defeated by this young man in a single move. If news of this feat spread, Mo Yu's name would quickly become known throughout the entire Jia Ma Empire.

As Nalan Yanran looked at the youth in the center of the hall, a deep curiosity flashed in her eyes. However, when she caught a glimpse of a familiar light blue color beneath his robe, her body stiffened, and her face filled with shock.

"The Heart of the Ocean Armor!?"

Seeing her master's treasured inner armor on a stranger, Nalan Yanran was so surprised that she covered her mouth.

Finally, she understood why she had felt something familiar about this youth—it was because of the Heart of the Ocean Armor.

Biting her red lips, Nalan Yanran's expression became complicated as she looked at the young man standing confidently in the middle of the hall. The Heart of the Ocean Armor was her master's most cherished item, something even she had only seen a few times and never worn. And now, it was on this young man's body, which spoke volumes.

Realizing that her master had cut ties between the Yunlan Sect and the Mo family to help Mo Yu take revenge, Nalan Yanran felt that she had found the answer to her questions. However, she still couldn't understand why her always dignified and composed master would get involved with Mo Yu.

Her thoughts remained unsettled for a long time...

Meanwhile, after the wave of attacks that left over ten bodies on the ground, the remaining Mo family members retreated in panic. No matter how loudly Mo Lan yelled, none dared to enter Mo Yu's attack range again.

On the other hand, seeing this, the Ye family warriors were filled with renewed energy, pushing the Mo family back further.

Those smaller factions that had good relations with the Mo family and were planning to join the Mo Alliance also gave up on helping them. From the way things were going, it seemed unlikely that the Mo family could withstand the joint assault from the Ye family and Mo Yu. After this battle, the power dynamics in the East would undoubtedly undergo a major shift, with the Ye family rising to new heights.

As the forces of the Mo and Ye families clashed fiercely outside the hall, the top fighters on both sides were also locked in a heated battle.

Despite Mo Cheng being a seasoned Dou Ling (Battle Spirit) warrior, he was gradually losing ground under the combined assault of Ye Fan and Zihuo (the Amethyst Winged Lion).

"If you want to kill me, I'll make sure you leave with a few scars!"

With a sinister smile, Mo Cheng suddenly bent his body, and his left arm shook violently. A fierce internal force shattered his sleeve, revealing an arm with bulging veins that looked like tiny snakes writhing beneath the skin. His hand swelled in size, his fingernails lengthened by half an inch and turned pitch black.

At this point, Mo Cheng's arm no longer looked human—it resembled the limb of a magical beast.

A pale red hue began to spread across the arm, and soon the entire limb was glowing bright red, resembling a flaming arm.

"The Mountain Crushing Arm? Did the Great Elder really transplant the forelimb of a fifth-rank magical beast, the Fiery Mountain Crushing Rhinoceros, onto himself?"

Seeing Mo Cheng's now massive arm, the core members of the Mo family couldn't help but cry out in shock.

"Die!"

With a venomous glare at Mo Yu, Mo Cheng stomped hard on the platform behind him, bent his knees slightly, and launched himself forward like a cannonball, abandoning Ye Fan to attack Mo Yu directly!

As he charged, his large hand scraped across the ground, his sharp nails leaving five deep gouges in the hard floor.

Seeing the terrifying power Mo Cheng had suddenly unleashed, the faces of everyone in the hall changed. Although some had heard rumors of the Mo family's ability to transplant magical beast limbs, few had ever seen the extent of the power it could bring.

Standing his ground, Mo Yu watched the bloodshot eyes of Mo Cheng as he coldly chuckled and said, "Your desperate struggle is futile. The Mo family, which has stood in the East for decades, is about to be destroyed in a single day. This must make you, old man, feel quite heartbroken."

"You little bastard! If you want revenge, then die!"

With a ferocious expression, Mo Cheng glared at Mo Yu. He stomped hard on the ground and launched himself at Mo Yu's head. His massive hand swung down fiercely, and the force of his strike caused the very air to explode with a sharp, ear-piercing sound.

As Mo Cheng attacked, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged. He simply said in a low voice, "Zihuo!"

As Mo Yu's words fell, Zihuo let out a furious roar. From its massive mouth came a deep, rumbling sound that echoed throughout the Mo family fortress.

As the lion's roar filled the air, the amethyst crystals on Zihuo's body began to glow intensely. In the blink of an eye, a raging purple flame burst forth from its body, gathering into a massive pillar of purple fire that shot straight into the sky. The intense heat made everyone present break into a sweat.

Having recently advanced and absorbed two bottles of Amethyst Source, Zihuo's purple flames had become even more terrifying, now carrying a hint of the Amethyst Winged Lion King's majesty.

"What a terrifying display," the people in the hall muttered, wiping the sweat from their foreheads as they stared in shock at the massive pillar of fire.

Seeing Mo Cheng attack Mo Yu, Ye Fan had been ready to draw his sword to help, but upon sensing Zihuo's protective actions, he stopped himself. A puzzled expression crossed his face—hadn't this fourth-rank beast just recently advanced? How could it possess such overwhelming power?

"Roar!"

Furious at the attack on its master, Zihuo let out an enraged roar. With a flap of its wings, the massive pillar of purple fire detached from its body and shot toward Mo Cheng.

Seeing the pillar coming, Mo Cheng immediately sensed danger. He quickly withdrew his attack on Mo Yu and desperately swung his beastly arm to block the incoming fire.

"Boom!" A thunderous explosion echoed through the Mo family fortress.

The collision between the transplanted fifth-rank beast arm and the fourth-rank beast's fire pillar unleashed a torrent of destructive energy. The building shook under the impact as the two forces clashed.

After several minutes of fierce confrontation, the purple fire pillar finally vanished as its energy was exhausted. Mo Cheng, who had been struggling to withstand the attack, suddenly turned pale.

The immense power of the fire pillar had shaken Mo Cheng deeply, but just as he felt a slight relief that the beast limb transplant had proven effective, a sudden sense of danger surged within him.

In the next moment, a flash of white sword light appeared in front of him. The sword moved with incredible speed—under normal circumstances, he might have barely dodged it. But weakened by the fire pillar and slowed by the influence of the beast limb's will, he was unable to avoid it. The sword light sliced directly across his throat.

In full view of everyone, the white sword light swept through the air, lightly grazing Mo Cheng's neck as if it were merely a touch of wind. But in the next instant, blood spurted from his throat, and within moments, his body fell lifeless to the ground.

The Liuhe Taixu Sword—Ye Fan's strikes are always fatal!

Seeing the old man beside him wiping his sword clean after finishing the job, Mo Yu couldn't help but mutter to himself, "He sure knows how to steal the kill."

However, aside from Mo Yu, the person most eager to see Mo Cheng dead was probably Ye Fan. Although there was no deep hatred between them, the conflict between the Ye and Mo families had already turned into a blood feud. If the Mo family wasn't wiped out, the Ye family would never have peace.

Recognizing this opportunity, Ye Fan decided to cut the Gordian knot by killing Mo Cheng, the Mo family's pillar, to settle matters quickly.

Indeed, after seeing their Great Elder die before their eyes, the Mo family members were left wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were witnessing.

The Mo family, once so proud and confident, now had no fighting spirit left. Fear filled their faces as they looked like people facing the end of the world.

Mo Cheng had been the strongest member of the Mo family and its most important pillar. Now that he was dead, didn't that mean the Mo family would soon follow?

The other factions in the hall couldn't help but swallow nervously. Just minutes ago, the Mo family had been planning to conquer the northeastern part of the Jia Ma Empire. But now, just a few minutes later, their Great Elder had been slain. This rapid turn of events felt surreal to those present.

No matter how unbelievable it seemed, the cold reality before them made it clear that the Mo family, once the most powerful in the northeastern region, was on the verge of disappearing.

And the one responsible for all this was a youth under twenty.

Seeing this unfold, Mo Lan, the head of the Mo family, paused his confrontation with Ye Cong and suddenly looked much older.

With a vicious glare at Mo Yu, he wondered how this bloodline, which had once been cast out, had grown so powerful and even allied with the Ye family to bring down the Mo family.

"If I had known this, I would have personally killed him long ago!" Mo Lan thought, filled with regret.

Noticing Mo Lan's hateful gaze, Mo Yu coldly smiled and said, "The Mo family of Yancheng may be the top family in the East, but to me, you're nothing more than frogs in a well. You should never have killed my father, caused my grandfather such grief, or tried to assassinate me to prove your foolishness. Now, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. From this day forward, the Jia Ma Empire will have no more Mo family!"

Even though Mo Lan had expected this outcome, hearing Mo Yu's declaration made fear grip his heart. Was this family, into which he had poured decades of effort, really about to disappear completely?

"Master Ye Fan, Patriarch Ye," Mo Lan turned his pleading gaze toward Ye Fan and Ye Cong. "The Mo family is willing to submit to your family. Please, let us preserve some of our bloodline."

The shrewd Mo Lan saw that the Ye family must have had some motive in helping Mo Yu. Now that Mo Cheng was dead, the Mo family, as the top family in the East, still had deep roots. If the Ye family could absorb and digest these resources, their power could easily double.

If they could preserve some strength, there might be a chance for the Mo family to rise again, even if they had to submit to the Ye family.

Hearing this, Ye Cong's eyes showed a hint of interest. The attack on the Mo family had cost the Ye family many elite members. If they could recruit the remaining Mo family experts, the Ye family's strength would indeed increase.

While Ye Cong was thinking this over, Ye Fan's old eyes narrowed slightly. Without waiting for Mo Lan to continue speaking, he flashed his Liuhe Taixu Sword, and a sword light streaked past, cutting Mo Lan's throat in an instant.

As an experienced old warrior, Ye Fan understood the principle of cutting the weeds and digging up the roots. After this battle, the blood feud between the Ye and Mo families would be impossible to resolve. Recruiting the Mo family would only be raising a threat within their ranks.

Besides, sparing the Mo family would mean going against Mo Yu, and Ye Fan could clearly see Mo Lan's attempt to sow discord. Without giving Mo Lan a chance to speak further, he decisively killed him with a single stroke.

Seeing his ancestor's actions, Ye Cong was momentarily stunned. But he wasn't foolish; upon thinking it through, he understood why recruiting the Mo family's experts would be a bad idea.

"Haha, Ye Fan, you've killed both Mo Cheng and Mo Lan. I should thank you."

Seeing Ye Fan mercilessly slay Mo Lan, Mo Yu chuckled lightly, unsurprised.

Ye Fan waved his hand dismissively and said, "It's thanks to your magical beast. Without it, even I might not have been able to defeat Mo Cheng."

Zihuo's strength was something even Ye Fan didn't dare to underestimate. That fire pillar had made him feel a real threat to his life.

As the two of them chatted, Ye Cong began leading the Ye family warriors to clean up the battlefield. With Mo Cheng and Mo Lan dead, and with Zihuo's help, the Ye family gradually took over the Mo family fortress.

Seeing this, the guests in the hall felt as if they were in a dream. They had come here to celebrate the Mo family's grand event, yet now, the Mo family was vanishing before their eyes.

However, as the saying goes, when a wall is about to collapse, everyone gives it a push. Now that the Mo family had fallen, the Ye family was clearly rising. Many guests began trying to curry favor with Ye Fan.

Some also tried to approach Mo Yu, but the young man coldly refused them all.

Climbing to a high platform and looking down at the Mo family fortress, which was burning in many places from the battle, Mo Yu thought, perhaps the old man in Wutan City would be pleased to see all this.

As Mo Yu was lost in thought, the Ye family's guard captain, Ye Zhen, suddenly approached him.

"What's going on?" Mo Yu asked when he saw Ye Zhen, who should have been cleaning up the remaining Mo family members, walking toward him.

"Sir," Ye Zhen bowed and said respectfully, "a man named Mo Li from the Mo family wants to exchange some information for his life."

"Mo Li?" Mo Yu recalled a young man who bore some resemblance to him and smiled playfully. "What valuable information does he have? Let's hear it."

"The Mo family captured a little girl three days ago," Ye Zhen reported. "It seems she's very important to the Mo family's leadership. Her name is Qing Lin…"

(Chapter End)

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