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The devastating shockwave that swept across the land gradually dissipated after a long while. As it faded, Wind Emperor’s gaze immediately turned toward the source of the explosion.

The once-distorted space there was now stabilizing. Then, an overwhelming surge of thunderous energy suddenly erupted—a massive pillar of lightning shot straight into the sky.

Within the thunderous pillar, a towering figure over a hundred meters tall stood silently. This colossal being was surrounded by a storm of violent lightning, exuding an aura of absolute destruction.

Wind Emperor’s eyes fell upon the face of the Heavenly Dharma Body—a perfect replica of Mo Yu. From a distance, it looked as though Mo Yu himself had been magnified countless times.

A glimmer of astonishment flashed in Wind Emperor’s eyes. Being able to achieve such a seamless integration with the Heavenly Dharma Body was already an impressive feat. Even more terrifying was that Mo Yu could completely merge with it, unleashing an even more dreadful power.

Few in the Great Thousand World could achieve this level of mastery over their Dharma Body. Yet, Mo Yu, who had just entered the Great Thousand World, had done it.

Atop the shoulder of the massive figure, a tall and slender figure sat cross-legged. At this moment, Mo Yu’s body was covered in radiant lightning arcs, while the lingering traces of his tribulation dissipated completely.

Even though Mo Yu remained motionless, Wind Emperor could clearly feel an overwhelming sense of oppression emanating from him.

This kind of oppressive force only radiated from true Earthly Supremes—super powerful beings who had stepped into a whole new realm of strength.

—Boom!—

As Wind Emperor observed, Mo Yu’s tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open. A dazzling burst of lightning shot forth from his gaze, piercing through space itself.

The lightning streaked across the void for a moment before fading. Mo Yu raised his eyes, sensing something profoundly different about the world around him. It was an indescribable perception, as though he could effortlessly manipulate the vast spiritual energy that filled the heavens and earth.

He extended his palm, and in an instant, spiritual energy gathered before him, condensing into a hundred-meter-tall mountain.

The mountain shimmered with crystalline radiance, appearing as if it were carved from pure crystal. Yet, it was entirely composed of the purest spiritual energy, indestructible and solid as any natural formation.

"The Manifestation of Heaven and Earth..."

Mo Yu murmured to himself. This was one of the defining traits of an Earthly Supreme—the ability to effortlessly materialize heaven and earth’s energy into tangible, real-world forms.

This ability represented an unfathomable level of control over spiritual energy.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, intoxicated by the boundless, surging power within him.

No wonder only those who reached the Earthly Supreme Realm could truly stand at the peak of the Great Thousand World.

The difference between a Nine Grade Supreme and an Earthly Supreme was as vast as the gap between a firefly and the moon.

Mo Yu slowly clenched his fist, and the mountain of spiritual energy before him instantly shattered into countless light fragments. A faint smile curled at his lips.

"Earthly Supreme Realm... I have finally ascended. Great Thousand World, prepare to welcome your Thunder Emperor."

Having successfully transcended his Spiritual Tribulation, Mo Yu had officially stepped into the ranks of a true Lesser Earthly Supreme!

"Heh, congratulations. You’ve finally entered the Earthly Supreme Realm. With your current strength, even an Greater Earthly Supreme may struggle to suppress you."

Wind Emperor approached, smiling.

The difference between each Supreme Realm was immense, and at the Earthly Supreme Level, the gap became as insurmountable as an abyss. Under normal circumstances, an Greater Earthly Supreme could effortlessly crush a Lesser Earthly Supreme.

However, gazing at Mo Yu’s formidable Heavenly Dharma Body, Wind Emperor felt an unsettling pressure—one that he only experienced when facing Greater Earthly Supremes.

A true genius. To ascend from a lower realm and conquer the Great Thousand World—Mo Yu was a monster among monsters.

"Oh? Is that so..."

Mo Yu clenched his fists before relaxing them, a playful smile appearing on his lips. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

In the Great Thousand World, Heavenly Supremes were the pinnacle of power, rarely showing themselves. As a result, Earthly Supremes ruled the world, becoming the overlords of vast territories.

With his newly gained strength and his ability to fight across realms, Mo Yu was now fully qualified to establish his own force and claim dominance over a region.

"By the way, you spent a month breaking through to Earthly Supreme. In the outside world, that translates to roughly three days."

Wind Emperor’s eyes flickered slightly before he continued, "Which means... the duel between the Yuchang Clan and the Gongshu Clan is about to begin."

"Oh? It’s starting?"

Mo Yu blinked in mild surprise before nodding.

The Heavenly River Space had been instrumental in his breakthrough. The Yuchang Clan had done him a great favor by allowing him to use it. Moreover, if he was to establish his own faction in the Great Thousand World, forming strong alliances would be crucial.

For both gratitude and strategic advantage, he needed to ensure the Yuchang Clan’s victory in this duel.

Yuchang Jian gazed at the swirling spatial vortex before him, calculating the time. His brows furrowed slightly as he murmured, "Why hasn’t he come out yet? Could something have happened in the ’Heavenly River Space’?"

After a brief hesitation, Yuchang Jian gritted his teeth and was about to step into the Heavenly River Space to investigate when—

—Buzz—

The vortex trembled, and a tall, slender figure strode out.

"Heh, time’s up?"

Emerging from the space, Mo Yu saw the anxiously waiting Yuchang Jian and asked casually.

"Yes."

Yuchang Jian nodded, his gaze scanning Mo Yu up and down. In just a few days, something had changed about him.

There was an overwhelming presence about him now—one that made Yuchang Jian feel as if he were standing before an emperor.

"What’s wrong?"

Noticing the elder’s strange expression, Mo Yu asked.

"O-oh, nothing... How’s your recovery, Mo Yu?"

Yuchang Jian shook his head, suppressing his thoughts, before asking about Mo Yu’s condition.

"Almost fully healed."

Mo Yu grinned before waving his hand dismissively. Then, without hesitation, he turned toward the hall’s exit.

"Let’s go. We shouldn’t keep the Yuchang Clan Patriach waiting."

"Follow me."

Yuchang Jian nodded.

Located at the very center of Xiong Bing City, the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform was an enormous battlefield spanning over ten thousand meters. From a distance, it shimmered with golden light, as if it were cast entirely from gold.

This arena was the pride of the Yuchang Clan, meticulously built in its prime. It was said that over ten thousand weapons were once housed upon its grounds—an elite training ground for the clan’s warriors.

However, as the Yuchang Clan declined, so too did the Golden Platform.

But today, it would witness its grandest battle in decades.

For today, two of the Myriad Weapons Region’s greatest superpowers—the Yuchang Clan and the Gongshu Clan—would fight for supremacy!

Moreover, according to rumors, the one taking action this time from the Gongshu Clan is none other than their current Patriach, Gongshu Qiu, who is highly likely to break through to Eighth Grade Supreme.

Eighth Grade Supreme—a true powerhouse. Looking across the entire Myriad Weapons Region, those who have reached Eighth Grade Supreme are few and far between. Even in the Great Thousand World, someone of this level would easily be treated as an honored guest in any major force.

Furthermore, the Gongshu Clan has been thriving in recent years. If Gongshu Qiu successfully breaks through to Eighth Grade Supreme, coupled with the rumored support from the Blood God Clan, it won’t be long before the title of the number one force on Myriad Weapons Region falls into their hands.

On the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform, densely packed seats carved from giant stones stretched out. At this moment, countless people flooded in like a tide, filling the seats.

The impending clash between the Gongshu Clan and the Yuchang Clan had drawn the attention of the entire Myriad Weapons Region. Even the other top forces on the continent—the two sects and one clan—had sent representatives to observe.

After all, if the Yuchang Clan lost, they would be swallowed by the Gongshu Clan. This was a major event that would reshape the power structure of Myriad Weapons Region, leaving no room for carelessness.

At the highest point at the front of the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform, a number of particularly luxurious seats were arranged. These seats were reserved only for the heads of the continent’s major forces.

From this vantage point, one could overlook the entire platform. By now, many figures had already taken their seats. Most of them wore identical uniforms, with emblems pinned to their chests—symbols of the Gongshu Clan.

As time passed, the crowd on the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform grew larger. The deafening noise surged into the sky, forming waves that rippled outward, echoing through the entirety of Xiong Bing City.

When the countless seats on the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform were nearly filled, a large group of figures finally appeared at the entrance of the square, instantly causing a commotion.

"The Yuchang Clan has arrived at last."

"I heard that the Gongshu Clan declared that if the Yuchang Clan could find someone to defeat Gongshu Qiu, they would not make a move against them for the next ten years."

"Hah, easy to say. Word is, Gongshu Qiu sold his daughter to the Blood God Clan in exchange for resources. He’s likely already broken through to Eighth Grade Supreme.

Across the entire Myriad Weapons Region, there are barely any who can defeat him. Even if someone could, who would dare offend the Blood God Clan for the sake of the Yuchang Clan?"

"Shh! Lower your voice! You may not care about your life, but I do. We both know about Gongshu Qiu selling his daughter, but don’t say it out loud. If the Gongshu Clan hears us, we’re dead men."

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Amidst the murmurs, the Yuchang Clan’s group slowly ascended the Myriad Weapons Golden Platform, taking their seats across from the Gongshu Clan.

"Haha, Patriach Yuchang, you’ve finally arrived. I thought you might forfeit today’s battle." A cold-faced elder in luxurious robes stood up from the Gongshu Clan’s seats, laughing loudly.

"You overthink, Patriach Gongshu. Since your clan is offering ten years of peace, of course, I had to come and accept it. Otherwise, it would be rude to decline your generous offer." Yuchang Yuan lifted his aged eyes and spoke indifferently.

"That is the Gongshu Clan’s Patriach, Gongshu Qiu," a soft, fragrant voice whispered beside Mo Yu’s ear. He turned his head to see that it was Yuchang Ran.

Perhaps due to Mo Yu’s familiarity with Yuchang Ran, the Yuchang Clan had placed her by his side, serving a role similar to that of an attendant.

Following the direction of Yuchang Ran’s slender jade-like finger, Mo Yu looked at Gongshu Qiu and nodded slightly.

With his current strength at Earthly Supreme, even if Gongshu Qiu had broken through to Eighth Grade Supreme, he posed no real threat to Mo Yu. The only concern was the possible interference from the Blood God Clan.

Thinking of the Blood God Clan, Mo Yu let out a cold smile. If they foolishly decided to get involved, he wouldn’t care about their status as one of the Four Great God Clans.

Seeing Mo Yu’s calm and composed expression, Yuchang Ran’s heartbeat quickened slightly.

Only now did she realize just how foolish she had been in the past—thinking that someone who ascended from a lower plane to the Great Thousand World was nothing but a cripple who couldn’t cultivate.

These past few days, she had learned from the elders of the main clan just how terrifying those who broke through the shackles of the lower planes truly were.

It was no exaggeration to say that these individuals were the elites among elites, selected from countless geniuses across various continents. As long as they didn’t perish prematurely, they would undoubtedly rise to prominence in the Great Thousand World.

At this thought, Yuchang Ran looked at Mo Yu again, her beautiful eyes filled with bitterness. No wonder she had always felt that his presence was so unique.

Unfortunately, throughout their journey, she had failed to trust her instincts.

"Enough talking. There’s no need for further pleasantries between our two clans. I don’t have much time. You should have guessed by now—I, Gongshu Qiu, will personally fight for the Gongshu Clan. Now, send out your fighter."

On the other side, Gongshu Qiu impatiently waved his hand, then stood up. His body trembled slightly as a powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared on the spacious golden platform below like a ghostly apparition.

Raising his head, Gongshu Qiu looked confidently at the Yuchang Clan’s seats and chuckled. "So, who will you send? Yuchang Yuan, or...?"

As Gongshu Qiu spoke, all eyes in the crowd instantly shifted toward the Yuchang Clan’s seats, finally locking onto Yuchang Yuan. Within the Yuchang Clan, it seemed only he had the qualifications to challenge Gongshu Qiu.

Under countless gazes, Yuchang Yuan suddenly smiled, then slowly shook his head. His aged fingers pointed to his side, and his voice echoed across the entire venue.

"Your opponent is not me, but him!"

Countless eyes swiftly turned, finally settling on a silver-eyed young man seated among the Yuchang Clan’s members. For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Gongshu Qiu’s gaze fell upon Mo Yu, his brows furrowing slightly as he sensed the unfathomable aura around him. But when he saw Mo Yu’s youthful face, he immediately sneered.

"If your Yuchang Clan is going to give up, at least pick someone decent."

Hearing Gongshu Qiu’s cold and mocking tone, Mo Yu merely smiled—a smile tinged with an icy chill.

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