Mu Chen, the current Tang Sect Master, was the fourth Limit Douluo after the three pre-existing ones. Opposite him was Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall. Their wager carried implications that could reshape the future of the entire continent.
The small Yanghun Village had unexpectedly turned into the center of attention. Not only were Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan, Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire present, but even the Crown Prince of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Mubai, various kingdom rulers, sect leaders, nobles, and influential merchants had gathered here. All eyes were fixed on the ominous thunderclouds above the village.
The thunderclouds were a rare sight, shimmering with three distinct colors: blue, silver, and red, something no one had ever seen before.
"What is he trying to do?" Bibi Dong frowned deeply. As a Title Douluo, she could feel the terrifying energy surging within those clouds.
Because of Mu Chen's involvement, many tragic events had been avoided:
The Spirit Hall's Soul Hunting Operation had been halted, sparing countless soul beasts and individuals. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, under Mu Chen's influence, had evaded destruction.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan was also protected due to Mu Chen's connection with Ning Rongrong.
The political ambitions of Bibi Dong had been temporarily restrained, which meant Qian Renxue, still under the guise of Xue Qinghe, had not yet launched her coup in Heaven Dou Empire. Emperor Xue Ye remained unharmed.
Tang San had not ventured to Sea God Island under Mu Chen's watchful eye, meaning he hadn't undergone the Sea God's Nine Trials. The Sea God High Priest Bo Saixi thus avoided a fateful encounter.
These were only a few of the major changes brought about by Mu Chen's actions.
As the three-colored thundercloud churned, a figure slowly rose into the air.
"Mu Chen?" Xue Qinghe's brow furrowed in surprise.
Bibi Dong turned to Yu Yuanzhen and sneered, "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has willingly become a mere division of the Tang Sect. I must say, Elder Yu, I never expected this from you."
Yu Yuanzhen replied calmly, "It was the command of our ancestor. We had no choice."
If it weren't for the orders of Dragon King Yu Sinuo, their clan's ancestor, Yu Yuanzhen would never have agreed to let the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan become part of the Tang Sect.
"Besides," Yu Yuanzhen continued with a faint smile, "our Sect Master is a man of charisma. I have a feeling the Tang Sect will become the unrivaled superpower of this continent. To serve such a force is an honor. After all, our Sect Master now possesses the Killing God Domain, just like you, Pope Bibi Dong."
Yu Yuanzhen's smile widened as Bibi Dong's face darkened.
Under Mu Chen's leadership, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been well-treated. Mu Chen had given Yu Yuanzhen a Detonation Talisman, enabling him to enter Slaughter City and obtain the coveted Killing God Domain.
Bibi Dong fell silent. She had nothing to refute.
Because of Mu Chen, Slaughter City had not been destroyed. While it remained a nightmare for most soul masters, for the Tang Sect, it had become a sacred secret realm. All core members of the Tang Sect were granted Detonation Talismans, allowing them to enter Slaughter City and obtain the Killing God Domain.
According to Bibi Dong's intelligence, at least twenty-three Tang Sect members had already acquired this domain.
"What exactly is your Sect Master trying to do?" Bibi Dong finally asked, unable to contain her curiosity.
Yu Yuanzhen shook his head with a mysterious smile. "Whatever the Sect Master is doing will surely shake the heavens. It's beyond someone like me to guess."
In the sky, scorching gazes locked onto Mu Chen's figure. The more powerful soul masters present could already feel that the forces of heaven and earth were being manipulated, as if trying to suppress something that should not exist.
Boom!
Suddenly, a blue, silver, and red thunderbolt descended from the clouds, striking Mu Chen directly.
In response, Mu Chen spread his Chaotic Eight Wings, enveloping his entire body.
The thunderbolt crackled and surged along his wings, leaving dazzling arcs of electricity.
"Ah, refreshing!" Mu Chen murmured, a faint look of delight crossing his face. The Chaotic Eight Wings had absorbed the tribulation lightning, growing noticeably stronger.
Boom!
Another three-colored thunderbolt struck, but Mu Chen repeated his earlier maneuver, once again absorbing the energy.
"Not enough! Bring it on!" Mu Chen shouted, a spark of excitement in his eyes.
The heavenly thunder had not only strengthened his Chaotic Eight Wings but also tempered his physical body, greatly enhancing its resilience.
Above, the massive thundercloud seemed to sense Mu Chen's provocation. The clouds churned violently, emitting a deafening roar as they began drawing all the lightning elements within a fifty-mile radius into themselves.
"This... is it a Divine Punishment?"
An elder from the Spirit Hall muttered nervously. Ancient texts described a Heavenly Punishment that descended when divine beings were angered or when someone attempted something forbidden.
The sight before them matched those descriptions perfectly.
The thundercloud grew larger, and its three colors—blue, silver, and red—shone with an almost blinding brilliance.
"He's not even trying to escape!" Bibi Dong thought to herself, her heart involuntarily tightening.
Despite herself, she found herself worrying for Mu Chen's safety. Had she forgotten all that Mu Chen had done to her? To prove his strength against Qian Daoliu, the undefeated Limit Douluo, Mu Chen had humiliated her, using shameless tactics to provoke her and push his soul power further.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The gathered thunderclouds unleashed their fury. Countless bolts of three-colored lightning rained down on Mu Chen, engulfing him completely. The terrifying energy was enough to tear the very fabric of space, leaving black fissures hanging ominously in the air.
"Such power..." Yu Yuanzhen gasped in shock.
For over ten minutes, the barrage of lightning continued. Finally, as the thunderclouds began to dissipate, the sky slowly cleared.
"Did he succeed?"
Mu Chen's Chaotic Eight Wings spread wide, revealing his battered but unbroken form. With a soft thud, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Mu Chen, what in the world were you doing?" Bibi Dong couldn't suppress her question any longer.
"Refining pills, of course." Mu Chen smil
ed faintly, reaching out to summon two small dragons—each about half a meter long—into his hand.
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