BTTH : I am Thunder Emperor

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As the immense Dou Qi surged explosively from Mo Yu's body, Han Feng, despite his boastful demeanor, felt his expression gradually grow serious.

After their battle a year ago, he had learned of the formidable soul residing within Mo Yu's is soul with bloodline power. Although its origins remained a mystery, Han Feng suspected this entity had once been a prominent figure on the Dou Qi Continent.

Over the past year, Han Feng had painstakingly gathered materials and, after exhausting four or five sets, finally succeeded in refining the Breaking Zong Pill. With its aid, he broke through to the Dou Zong level!

Now, armed with his newfound strength and the Sea Heart Flame, ranked fifteenth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, Han Feng's power exceeded that of an average Dou Zong expert. Confident in his superiority, even with Mo Yu's trump card, Han Feng firmly believed victory would favor him.

"Mo Yu, today we settle this once and for all!"

Hovering midair, Han Feng's hand flipped, conjuring a dense, tangible mass of Dou Qi that pulsed with energy so intense it caused the surrounding space to ripple.

"Is that so? Let's see what you've got."

Mo Yu smirked faintly, as purple-golden energy surged from his palm. The light wrapped around his entire body, flowing like liquid and exuding a faint yet oppressive glow. Under its influence, even the surrounding space wavered slightly. With such a display of power, Mo Yu's strength clearly rivaled that of a true Dou Zong.

Han Feng's brows knitted tightly as the Sea Heart Flame in his palm began spinning rapidly, the fiery whirlpool growing increasingly violent and terrifying. Observing Mo Yu standing motionless, Han Feng's fingers twitched within his sleeve before a sneer formed on his lips. The spinning Sea Heart Flame surged forward with a sharp, cutting wind, aimed fiercely at Mo Yu.

"Boom!"

The fiery spiral tore through the air with overwhelming force. As it neared, Mo Yu finally moved. A surge of potent purple-golden energy erupted from him, enveloping his right fist. With a motion as mighty as a tidal wave, he slammed his fist toward Han Feng's attack.

"Crash!"

The collision produced a deafening roar, tearing the sky asunder and causing the mountain beneath them to tremble violently.

"Hmph, your strength is impressive, but relying on someone else's body pales in comparison to the power of a true Dou Zong!" Han Feng sneered, his spinning flame resisting Mo Yu's force.

"Oh? And what about this?"

Mo Yu's expression remained calm as he let out a faint hum. His hand seals shifted, summoning an eerie purple-golden light from his palm. The liquid-like glow seeped through the Sea Heart Flame's defenses and burst against Han Feng's chest with a resounding explosion.

Alarmed, Han Feng hastily retracted the Sea Heart Flame, compressing it before releasing a massive wave of energy that engulfed everything around him, forcing Mo Yu to retreat.

Floating midair, Mo Yu's body shimmered with radiant purple-golden light as he dissipated the residual force. Meanwhile, Han Feng glanced down at his chest. His robe was torn, revealing a vivid crimson serpent mark burned into his skin.

A sharp, numbing pain coursed through the mark, forcing Han Feng to swallow an antidote pill to quell the discomfort.

"Well done! Since becoming a Dou Zong, you're the first to leave a mark on me!" Han Feng's face darkened as a chilling killing intent surged from his body.

The fierce clash between the two drew the attention of those fighting nearby. Suspended in the air, spectators from both sides turned their gazes toward the confrontation, each wearing expressions of shock.

Among them, the seasoned experts of the Fire Cloud Nation and Heavenly Serpent Mansion were taken aback upon spotting the serpent mark on Han Feng's chest. They began to reassess Mo Yu's reputation as a figure capable of rivaling Dou Zong-level power.

Elsewhere, Elder Yin Gu exchanged blows with a Heavenly Serpent Mansion Dou Huang. Between strikes, he glanced toward the battle between Mo Yu and Han Feng. Sensing the immense killing intent emanating from Han Feng and the potent energy surrounding Mo Yu, a faint smile crossed his face.

"As expected of the head of Yuan Manor. With such cards up his sleeve, I hope I didn't choose the wrong side," he murmured before refocusing on his opponent.

Meanwhile, Mo Yu's performance sent waves of excitement through the Yuan Manor and Jia Nan Academy camps, especially on the battlefield dominated by Zi Huo.

Relying on his monstrous physical strength and formidable bloodline, Zi Huo—who had only recently reached the Dou Huang level—was overpowering a peak Dou Huang expert from the Fire Cloud Nation.

Mo Yu's gaze shifted toward Zi Huo's battlefield, noticing an unusual energy coalescing around him. Suddenly, a faint brilliance enveloped the entire area. Moments later, the light condensed into a narrow, one-foot-wide beam, signaling the onset of another earth-shattering clash.

While playfully battling a Black Alliance Dou Wang, Zi Yan's delicate brows furrowed slightly as a faint sense of unease crept into her heart.

"Oh, Zi Huo's move…" Mo Yu murmured in surprise, sensing the restrictive energy emanating from the invisible pillar of light.

"Could it be that Zi Huo has broken through to the Dou Huang level and awakened the innate ability of the Abyssal Lion Clan? This talent… it seems like spatial sealing." Recalling the Amethyst Winged Lion King's use of the Amethyst Seal against Yun Yun in the past, Mo Yu's brows knitted tightly as he pondered.

Compared to the somewhat crude seal of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, Zi Huo's current sealing ability was far more overwhelming and refined. The invisible pillar not only sealed dou qi but also extended to spatial confinement, locking even the surrounding void in place.

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Mo Yu's eyes. He began to grasp why the Abyssal Lion Clan, a fellow supreme magical beast lineage, had declined.

Unlike the Ancient Void Dragon Clan, which was born with mastery over spatial powers and could traverse voids freely, the Abyssal Lion Clan's spatial sealing ability was simply too monstrous. This made them an easy target for the wariness of the continent's top experts.

At the Dou Zun or Dou Sheng levels, even if defeated, one could often escape using spatial manipulation. However, the Abyssal Lion Clan's spatial seal defied this convention entirely.

Perhaps it was precisely for this reason that the Abyssal Lion Clan faced suppression from various top forces, leading to their gradual decline.

Of course, this was merely Mo Yu's speculation, as the original lore never mentioned such details.

Within the battlefield, as Zi Huo unleashed this technique, the expression of the peak Dou Huang expert from the Fire Cloud Nation drastically changed. Trapped in the sealed space, not only was his dou qi rendered useless, but even his movements were utterly restrained.

"Die!"

Following the execution of his spatial sealing technique, Zi Huo took a heavy step forward. His towering frame surged with overwhelming energy, his eyes glinting with ferocity. With a swing of his massive, earth-shattering fists, he aimed a devastating blow at the immobilized peak Dou Huang.

"No!"

The Dou Huang's face filled with despair as he let out an unwilling cry, his voice tinged with terror.

At the same time, the other peak Dou Huang from the Fire Cloud Nation, a slender figure, was alarmed by his companion's dire situation. As he moved to intervene, Hu Qian intercepted him with a cold smile, cutting off any chance of rescue.

"Boom!"

Zi Huo's heavy punch struck the Dou Huang squarely, accompanied by a deep lion's roar that reverberated through the air, brimming with unstoppable dominance. The Dou Huang's body, subjected to the crushing force, grotesquely twisted under the impact. His once-rotund frame burst apart under the pressure, spraying crimson blood everywhere.

This gruesome scene sent chills down the spines of many onlookers.

"Hmph! Trying to escape?"

As the Dou Huang's body disintegrated, a phantom-like, obese figure emerged from the wreckage—a spectral form similar to that of She Lao. Evidently, the Dou Huang had abandoned his physical body in a desperate attempt to flee in his soul form.

But Zi Huo's sharp senses locked onto the escaping soul with precision. Fleeing from his grasp was an impossible dream.

With a disdainful snort, Zi Huo shot forward, clamping his hands together to firmly capture the soul in his iron grip.

"Spare me, great one! Please, don't kill me!" The captured soul begged for mercy, its voice trembling with fear as it faced Zi Huo's ruthless gaze.

"Your fate lies in the hands of my boss," Zi Huo declared coldly, his voice carrying a chilling finality.

Through his connection with Mo Yu, Zi Huo understood his master's interest in soul bodies. A peak Dou Huang's soul would undoubtedly be of significant value to Mo Yu.

Thus, instead of crushing the soul in his grasp, Zi Huo chose to preserve it, awaiting his master's orders.

After sealing the soul of the rotund Dou Huang, Zi Huo casually tossed it into a special storage ring Mo Yu had crafted for such purposes.

The battlefield fell silent for a moment as both factions froze, their gazes fixed in shock on Zi Huo's towering figure. His seamless annihilation of a peak Dou Huang expert left everyone trembling with awe.

This wasn't just any Dou Wang or minor player—this was a peak Dou Huang, the first high-level expert to fall in this battle! A peak Dou Huang was a prominent figure no matter the region, often the strongest existence within some empires in the northwest of the continent.

Back in the day, before Yun Shan broke through to the Dou Zong level, the mightiest figure in the Jia Ma Empire was merely at the peak Dou Huang level. Thus, Zi Huo's one-punch kill of the Fire Cloud Nation's Dou Huang sent shockwaves through the crowd.

Even the leaner Dou Huang from the Fire Cloud Nation, despite his seething rage at the death of his blood brother, dared not approach Zi Huo. The bizarre spatial seal and his overwhelming physical power made Zi Huo a terror on the battlefield.

Within a radius of ten zhang, not a single Black Alliance expert dared to step close unless they were Dou Zong. Yet, the four Dou Zong experts of the Black Alliance were all entangled in battle, leaving none to contend with Zi Huo.

"I've heard tales from the Black-Corner Region that Zi Huo, the Hall Master of the Lion Hall in Yuan Manor, is Mo Yu's most formidable warrior. Seeing him in action today, the rumors fall short of reality.

Even compared to that Dou Zong woman Mo Yu recruited from who knows where, Zi Huo's potential is unmatched," Hu Qian remarked with a sigh, watching the spectacle unfold.

Years ago, when Mo Yu first arrived at Jia Nan Academy, he was merely a talented youth. In the blink of an eye, his subordinates now possessed earth-shattering power. Though proud, Hu Qian couldn't help but feel a bit of shame.

Tie Wu and the other three faction leaders wiped cold sweat from their foreheads, silently relieved they had allied with Yuan Manor in the past. If they had offended them back then, they might have ended up like the unfortunate Fire Cloud Nation expert—body and soul annihilated.

Spurred by this realization, the three factions abandoned their previous half-hearted efforts. Pouring all their strength into battling the Heaven Serpent Mansion, they resolved not to slack off and risk Yuan Manor's wrath after the battle.

With Zi Huo's rampage, the balance of power shifted dramatically. The once evenly matched battlefield tilted in favor of Yuan Manor as the scales of victory leaned ever closer to their side.

Unleashed after slaying the peak Dou Huang, Zi Huo became a berserk force of destruction, wreaking havoc across the battlefield. Within moments, he left a trail of carnage among the Black Alliance forces.

Faced with this onslaught, the Black-Corner Region's experts, including Ban Lao and Fan Lao, could only grit their teeth and step forward. Despite their combined efforts, they merely managed to slow Zi Huo's advance.

While Zi Huo was momentarily held back, the other battlefronts began to collapse under the absence of the Black Alliance's top fighters. Yuan Manor pressed its advantage, breaking through and overwhelming the opposition. The Black Alliance's defeat became increasingly inevitable.

Watching this unfold, Han Feng's expression turned as dark as the abyss. Zi Huo's unexpected power and innate talent exceeded his wildest fears, rivaling abilities rarely seen even in the Central Plains.

"Damn it, Mo Yu! Let's end this in one move!"

Realizing the tides had turned irreversibly against the Black Alliance, Han Feng drew a deep breath, gathering a radiant, sun-like ball of dou qi in his hands. Raising his gaze to Mo Yu, his face contorted with fury and desperation, he roared with all his might.

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