BTTH : I am Thunder Emperor

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As this mysterious force suddenly pierced through the void and descended, every person present instinctively turned their shocked gazes toward the newcomers.

Neither Fan Lao, Elder Ying Shan, nor Su Mei, Tie Wu, or any of the other top-tier experts of the Black-Corner Region—whose very presence could cause tremors across the region—could suppress the chill that crawled up their spines upon seeing this force exuding a terrifying thunderous aura.

What terrifying power. Which faction do these people belong to?

While the crowd below grew restless, Han Feng's expression changed drastically. His astonished gaze locked onto the figures standing atop the dark clouds as he muttered, "This aura… Experts from Central Plains!"

A sense of foreboding welled up in his heart, and he could not suppress the thought that the arrival of these mysterious figures would irrevocably alter the situation.

The skies above the vast Northern Desert Plains had grown oppressive and dark. Layers of thick clouds rapidly gathered, interspersed with streaks of silver thunder slithering like serpents.

When the terrifying silver thunder fell toward the mysterious figures clad in black and silver robes, the onlookers were startled to see the bolts absorbed effortlessly, as if they were merging into the ocean. These thunder strikes, potent enough to severely injure a Dou Huang, seemed to vanish without a trace.

The mysterious figures standing on the dark clouds remained motionless, unfazed by the assaults of the lightning.

Seeing this, Elder Mu Gu's pupils contracted slightly. As an Elder of the Hall of Souls, he was privy to secrets about the continent that ordinary people could never comprehend.

In Central Plains, the generally acknowledged pinnacle forces were "One Hall, One Tower, Two Sects, Three Valleys, Four Pavilions." However, this list only represented the visible surface.

Hidden within the shadows, secret clans and sects existed, far more powerful than these prominent factions. Among them, the most enigmatic and formidable were the Eight Ancient Clans.

Elder Mu Gu understood that the Eight Ancient Clans lived in seclusion, disconnected from the ordinary world. Few had contact with them, and the clans carried an inherent pride born from their legacy.

These clans descended from ancestors who had once ascended to the rank of Dou Di. This heritage not only bestowed their descendants with unparalleled cultivation talent but also included independent realms created by Dou Di ancestors, where they thrived and multiplied.

Unless personally invited by one of the Eight Ancient Clans, outsiders wouldn't even know where these clans resided.

Despite their reclusiveness, the Eight Ancient Clans remained the strongest forces on the Dou Qi continent.

Elder Mu Gu also vaguely knew that the Hall of Souls's backers included one of these mighty clans.

As his gaze fell upon the mysterious figures demonstrating such mastery over the power of thunder, his brow furrowed deeply, and a specific clan came to mind.

This clan, though slightly weaker than the one supporting the Hall of Souls, was not to be underestimated. Even the Hall of Souls could hardly shake it. Their unique trait was their unparalleled control over the power of thunder.

That clan is the Thunder Clan!

Realizing this, Elder Mu Gu's expression darkened. Though he couldn't confirm their identity, the arrival of this group spelled trouble.

As Elder Mu Gu's face shifted, the leader of the mysterious group—a towering man clad in silver armor—began to stretch his neck. With each movement, a torrent of thunderous energy poured out like a floodgate opening, submerging the heavens and the earth in a sea of thunder.

The overwhelming pressure caused those present to pale. They instinctively circulated their Dou Qi to resist the crushing thunderous aura.

Even Su Qian and Elder Ying Shan couldn't help but retreat several steps, their expressions grim.

Satisfied after loosening his muscles, the silver-armored man gradually retracted his thunderous aura. The disappearance of this oppressive force allowed everyone to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

However, just as the crowd exhaled in relief, the silver-armored man's gaze swept over them. His piercing eyes, crackling with the sound of high-voltage electricity, filled the crowd with a bone-chilling dread.

His attention first fell upon Elder Mu Gu. As the strongest presence here, Elder Mu Gu's Dou Zun cultivation naturally drew his notice.

It was rare to encounter a Dou Zun in this remote region of the northwest continent.

But upon noticing the black mist surrounding Elder Mu Gu and the imprisoned soul in his palm, the silver-armored man's thunderous gaze narrowed slightly.

Though the Eight Ancient Clans remained reclusive, they were not entirely ignorant of Central Plains's dynamics and factions.

Recognizing Elder Mu Gu's peculiar appearance and his behavior, the silver-armored man quickly identified him. His lips curled into a faint, disdainful smile before he shifted his gaze away, uninterested.

Such blatant disregard left Elder Mu Gu momentarily stunned before fury flared in his eyes.

As a dignified Elder of the Hall of Souls, a three-star Dou Zun, and an eighth-grade alchemist, he was respected wherever he went. To be treated like an insignificant nobody was infuriating.

However, the silver-armored man's arrogant demeanor only confirmed Elder Mu Gu's suspicions. Thinking of that clan's terrifying power, he was forced to swallow his anger, not daring to act rashly.

Ignoring Elder Mu Gu's rage, the silver-armored man's gaze continued sweeping until it landed on Zi Yan and Zi Huo.

"These two… They're from the magical beast clans of the Beast Region. How could they be here? The elders of the Beast Region would never let their kin wander this remote northwest continent," the silver-armored man thought, his brows furrowing.

Compared to Elder Mu Gu, Zi Yan and Zi Huo intrigued him more.

Zi Yan's Ancient Void Dragon Clan and Zi Huo's Abyssal Lion Clan were once forces that rivaled the Thunder Clan.

Although the Abyssal Lion Clan had declined, the Ancient Void Dragon Clan remained the strongest race in the Beast Region, surpassing even the Thunder Clan.

Still, the silver-armored man had no quarrel with them this time. Suppressing his curiosity, he turned his gaze away to focus on his true target.

The crowd held its breath as his electric gaze swept through them like a hawk.

Finally, his eyes stopped on a young man standing beside Zi Huo and Zi Yan.

The youth was handsome and tall, but his expression was heavy. His enchanting, otherworldly silver eyes burned with unmistakable fury.

The young man had a handsome face and a tall, upright figure. However, at this moment, his strikingly handsome features bore a heavy expression, and his captivating, mysterious silver eyes were filled with resentment.

When the silver-armored expert noticed the silver-eyed youth, his thunderous gaze immediately sharpened. Just as he was about to speak, his previously steady Di's Bloodline suddenly began to surge violently without warning.

As his bloodline fluctuated, the thunderous aura within the silver-armored expert also became chaotic. The powerful thunder Dou Qi transformed into streaks of silver thunder, crackling chaotically as they struck the vast expanse of the Northern Desert Plains.

Seeing this unexpected turn of events, the people below were momentarily stunned. However, their expressions soon turned bitter as they redoubled their efforts to defend themselves.

Nearby, ten figures clad in silver-and-black robes also showed confusion on their faces, clearly perplexed by their leader's sudden, almost Appearing to have a mental deviation during cultivation-like behavior.

At this moment, the silver-armored expert's expression shifted subtly as he sensed the situation within his body.

In all these years, it was the first time he had encountered something resembling Appearing to have a mental deviation during cultivation. Just as he prepared to suppress this abnormal state, he was shocked to discover that his Di's Bloodline seemed to be drawn towards the silver-eyed youth below, as if experiencing… fear.

"This… Although I'm not a direct descendant of the clan, my talent isn't weak. With a seventh-grade primary bloodline, how could this happen with this individual? Could it be…"

A thought flashed in his mind. Remembering the elders' instructions before departing, his expression changed dramatically. His thunderous eyes fixed on Mo Yu, a trace of surprise and joy flickering within them.

The silver-armored expert's strange behavior did not escape the attention of those present. When they noticed his gaze locked onto Mo Yu and the dramatic shift in his expression, curiosity surfaced in their eyes.

Su Qian's brows furrowed slightly. The aura emanating from these mysterious experts bore an uncanny resemblance to that of the Dean. Could they…?

Realizing this, a look of hope appeared on Su Qian's face. If these people indeed shared the same origins as the Dean, then the current crisis might be resolved.

"Black Demon Army Captain Mang Ting greets the young master. May I know your name?"

After stabilizing his aura, the silver-armored expert focused on Mo Yu, his towering figure bowing slightly. His booming voice, like thunder during a storm, echoed across the plains.

This scene left everyone in the area stunned. Their astonished gazes turned to the silver-eyed youth standing atop the mountain. The leaders of the three major factions exchanged glances, their expressions as if they had swallowed flies, speechless with disbelief.

"Wasn't this guy supposed to be from a minor clan in the Jia Ma Empire? A clan whose strongest member is merely a Da Dou Shi? Didn't he build Yuan Manor from scratch?"

"If that's the case, why would even a Dou Zun treat him with such respect? Is he playing us for fools? Could this brat be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger and is actually some young master from a top-tier force in the Central Plains?"

At this thought, everyone's emotions became increasingly complex. The previously one-sided situation now grew more intricate and uncertain.

Behind Elder Mu Gu, Han Feng's expression darkened. The foreboding feeling in his heart had finally come true. His gaze turned icy as he stared at Mo Yu.

"What is this guy's background, to even attract the attention of a Dou Zun?"

Although Han Feng had also enlisted the help of a Dou Zun, he treated Elder Mu Gu with the utmost reverence, like a servant before a deity.

Yet, the attitude of this mysterious Dou Zun towards Mo Yu was worlds apart from how Mu Gu treated him. The disparity was stark—Mo Yu had left him far behind!

"Mang Ting?" Mo Yu, the center of attention, withdrew his anger towards Elder Mu Gu. A trace of surprise flickered in his eyes as he murmured the name in astonishment.

He couldn't comprehend the respectful demeanor of the other party.

Although Mo Yu wasn't well-versed in the Black Demon Army, the surname combined with the unique aura emanating from the man gave him some clues, allowing him to tentatively confirm the other's identity.

"Black Demon Army, Captain!"

In contrast to Mo Yu's vague speculation, Elder Mu Gu's face changed drastically the moment he heard the term Black Demon Army. His mind immediately confirmed the other's identity.

The Black Demon Army was said to be the elite guard directly commanded by the Lei Clan's patriarch and the elders. Each member was a formidable warrior of the Lei Clan with exceptional talent and extensive battlefield experience.

As for an Black Demon Army Captain, only those within the Lei Clan who had reached Dou Zun strength could assume such a position.

"The Lei Clan sent an elite Black Demon Army unit to the Black-Corner Region, and they're paying so much attention to that silver-eyed brat? What's going on? Could it be that this boy has something extraordinary about him…"

Elder Mu Gu's purple-hued eyes darted back and forth between Mo Yu and Mang Ting, his thoughts racing.

"I am Mo Yu. Greetings, Captain Mang Ting. May I know why you are looking for me?" Mo Yu asked, probing for the other's intentions as he contemplated their purpose.

"Mo Yu?" Mang Ting murmured, his thunderous gaze flashing with understanding. He clasped his hands and bowed towards Mo Yu.

"Mo Yu, young master, I have been ordered by the clan leader and the great elder to escort you back to the Lei Clan!"

"The Lei Clan!" Mo Yu's eyes widened as he heard the name, his silver pupils locking onto the silver-armored man before him.

The other party was indeed from the Lei Clan. But why would the far-removed and isolated Lei Clan suddenly take an interest in someone like him, who hadn't even fully matured yet?

Shouldn't they remain secluded in their mysterious self-created space in the Central Plains? Could it be that the aura of the Thunder Soul had caught their attention?

Countless thoughts raced through his mind, and Mo Yu's expression shifted repeatedly. Finally, he took a deep breath and addressed the silver-armored man.

"Captain Mang Ting, we can discuss returning to your esteemed clan later. I currently face a predicament and would like to ask for your assistance."

"Oh? What assistance?" Mang Ting raised an eyebrow, a trace of dissatisfaction flashing through his eyes at the delay. However, remembering that Mo Yu might be the one their clan sought, he nodded slightly.

"Could you help me retrieve She Lao from Elder Mu Gu?" Mo Yu's silver eyes turned icy as he pointed towards Elder Mu Gu.

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