Battle Through The Heavens : I Am The Thunder Emperor

Chapter 95: The Destruction of the Wolfhead Mercenary Group

Instantly eliminating over a hundred men!

As one of the three major mercenary groups in Qingshi Town, the Wolfhead Mercenary Group boasted a force of around a hundred elite mercenaries, a key factor in their ability to maintain their position in the town. Yet, in a single moment, this powerful force, capable of encircling and killing a Dou Shi (Battle Master), was effortlessly wiped out by a single wave of the boy's hand.

"Who on earth is this Mo Yu?" The leader of the Blood Battle Mercenary Group couldn't help but swallow hard after witnessing the scene. He knew that even he had to be cautious of the combined strength of those hundred mercenaries, but Mo Yu had dispatched them with a mere flick of his wrist—a feat that seemed almost supernatural.

Ka Gang was equally shocked, staring at the scene in disbelief. In his earlier interactions with Mo Yu, the boy had struck him as having a unique aura, but he never imagined that such immense power was hidden within that seemingly slender frame.

In the courtyard, Mo Yin's expression darkened as he watched, a strong sense of disbelief flashing through his eyes.

"A Two-Star Dou Shi... how is that possible!?"

Sensing the pure, unadulterated Dou Qi radiating from Mo Yu, Mo Yin was stunned. Just half a month ago, Mo Yu had only been a Nine-Star Dou Zhe (Battle Practitioner), one step away from becoming a Dou Shi, but still just a Dou Zhe. Now, not only had the boy broken through to Dou Shi in such a short time, but he had already reached Two-Star Dou Shi! It was simply unimaginable!

While Mo Yin was lost in thought, Zihuo, the Little Amethyst Winged Lion King, noticed an opportunity. With a cunning glint in its massive eyes, it flapped its wings and launched a barrage of terrifying purple fireballs at Mo Yin, each one like a meteor hurtling through the sky.

"Not good!"

Sensing the rising temperature around him, Mo Yin quickly snapped back to reality. When he turned, he was met with a terrifying sight: multiple spherical purple flames speeding toward him like cannonballs.

"Death Spear!"

Mo Yin rapidly circulated his black Dou Qi, forming it into a massive, imposing black spear that stretched two to three zhang (about 6.5 to 9.8 meters) in length. With a mighty thrust, he hurled the spear toward the incoming fireballs.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion echoed through the clear sky as the black spear collided with the purple fireballs. The clash released a terrifying wave of energy, causing the surrounding mercenaries to pale in fear and scramble to avoid the deadly fallout.

Bang!

After a brief moment of stalemate, the purple fireballs shattered the black spear, crashing down on Mo Yin with a devastating force.

Faced with the oncoming onslaught, Mo Yin's expression darkened. He hadn't even had time to gather his Dou Qi before a fireball exploded directly in front of him.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, Mo Yin's body was flung backward, a mouthful of blood spraying from his lips, forming a crimson mist in the air.

Mo Yin's defeat sent a wave of shock through the crowd. It was now clear that the Wolfhead Mercenary Group was on the brink of annihilation in Qingshi Town, and the one responsible for it all was the calm, young man standing in the courtyard.

"Mo Yu, I'll remember this grudge. Just wait until my Mo Clan hunts you down!" The heavily injured Mo Yin struggled to his feet, his voice dripping with hatred. His chest was scorched, his breathing was weak, and he looked as if he was on the verge of collapse. It was clear that Zihuo's attack had severely injured him.

"Oh? I don't know much about the Mo Clan, but you won't escape today," Mo Yu said coldly, his gaze piercing through Mo Yin like a death sentence.

Zihuo's power was extraordinary. Mo Yu was confident that even a Seven or Eight-Star Dou Shi would struggle against it, let alone a crippled Mo Yin.

With a flick of his fingers, Mo Yu sent a surge of his Suzaku Heaven-Thunder toward Mo Yin. The crimson lightning snaked through the air, striking Mo Yin with a sharp zzzt.

Mo Yin's eyes bulged in shock as the powerful electric current coursed through his body. Blood mixed with shattered organs spewed from his mouth, splattering the ground in front of him. With his gaze locked on Mo Yu, filled with hatred, Mo Yin's body slowly slumped to the ground, life draining from him rapidly.

Staring at the charred, lifeless body of Mo Yin, Mo Yu closed his eyes briefly, exhaling deeply. The first person who had truly threatened his life since his rebirth had been vanquished in just half a month.

Seeing Mo Yu mercilessly kill Mo Yin, the leader of the Wolfhead Mercenary Group, Mu She, felt a cold shiver run down his spine. A Dou Shi master had just fallen, along with all his subordinates. What kind of demon had he provoked?

"Master Mo, please! It was this guy who forced me into this. I never wanted to oppose you!" Mu She scrambled to his knees before Mo Yu, begging for his life. He was willing to forsake his pride, even in front of the person who had destroyed his decades-long foundation.

After praising Zihuo and watching the onlookers gasp in surprise as he stored the massive beast back into his Beast Ring, Mo Yu coldly ordered, "Take me to Little Doctor Fairy."

"Of course, of course," Mu She quickly agreed, casting a glance at the space where the Little Amethyst Winged Lion King had just disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief, but a cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he prepared to lead the way.

But just as Mu She was about to rise and guide Mo Yu, his face twisted into a sinister grin. In a split second, he summoned a powerful gust of green Dou Qi, forming a sharp blade of wind in his hand.

"Die, you brat! Wind Slash!"

With a venomous shout, Mu She unleashed the wind blade at Mo Yu at point-blank range, a strike that could have grievously injured even a Five-Star Dou Shi.

Yet, as the sudden attack neared, Mo Yu seemed unperturbed. In Mu She's eyes, it appeared as though Mo Yu was caught off guard. But just as Mu She believed his blade would tear through Mo Yu's arm, the boy let out a low growl. A surge of overwhelming power erupted from his body.

"Thunder Armor!"

In an instant, twenty streaks of lightning marks on Mo Yu's right arm flared to life, shining brightly. A formidable power surged through Mo Yu's body, enhancing his strength. The energy from the lightning marks made his body as tough as a mid-tier Two-Star magical beast—unyielding and indestructible!

Boom!

With a powerful punch, Mo Yu's fist collided with Mu She's wind blade. In a horrifying moment for Mu She, Mo Yu's fist, imbued with the force of a magical beast's claw, shattered the wind blade and crashed into Mu She's chest.

Thud!

Mu She's body flew like a bullet, smashing into the courtyard wall, which crumbled under the impact. Sensing with his soul, Mo Yu confirmed that Mu She was lifeless, his body destroyed by that single blow.

Outside the courtyard, those who witnessed Mu She's brutal death at Mo Yu's hands were left utterly speechless, their faces a mask of shock.

(End of Chapter)