CHAPTER 481: CHAPTER 479: SHE LAO TAKES ACTION, A BAN SHENG APPEARS!

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"Ao Huangtian!"

Upon seeing the terrifying and massive figure, Mo Yu’s silver eyes slightly narrowed, a trace of astonishment flickering within them.

This beast’s strength far exceeded that of Bing He the Valley Master of Ice River Valley from the past. Not to mention the Southern Sea, even in Central Plains, this being would undoubtedly be considered a hegemon of immense influence!

"It’s actually the old patriarch of the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan—he’s come out of seclusion!"

"The death of the Crown Prince Jiao must have alarmed Ao Huangtian."

"This man killed a Five-Star Dou Zun from Central Plains a century ago. His terrifying strength is unmatched. He’s the strongest in the Southern Sea! Mo Yu is doomed this time..."

Whispers of astonishment spread among the onlookers on the island as they gazed at the colossal Two-Headed Flood Dragon in awe.

High in the sky, the massive shadow that blotted out the sun suddenly transformed. A black-clad figure stepped forward, now in human form.

With his appearance, the surrounding air became humid, and faint rain droplets began to patter down from the heavens.

This peculiar change immediately drew Mo Yu’s attention, and his heart sank.

For someone to manipulate such vast energy to affect the natural world—it was beyond horrifying. Based on Mo Yu’s estimation, this old patriarch of the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan might have reached the level of a Seven-Star or even Eight-Star Dou Zun!

"So, it’s you who killed my most talented son!"

The black-clad figure’s aged eyes turned toward Mo Yu, his expression dark and frosty as he spoke with chilling intensity.

As his voice fell, the sky grew even darker, thunderclouds roiling ominously as if heralding an impending storm. The sheer fury of a Seven-Star Dou Zun’s wrath could reduce even a Five-Star Dou Zun to dust!

Mo Yu said nothing but kept his gaze vigilant, fixed on the elder before him. The old man’s black robes, along with his dark purple hair and brows, made him appear otherworldly. His eyes rippled with boundless aquatic energy, giving anyone who met his gaze a disoriented feeling.

This seemingly ordinary elder, named Ao Huangtian, was leagues beyond Ao Guang and Prince Xue Sha in power.

"Patriarch, I have failed in my duty to protect the Crown Prince Jiao," Ao Guang said nervously, bowing respectfully beside Ao Huangtian, his voice laced with guilt.

"Though this boy is the killer, you bear responsibility for failing to guard my son properly."

As he spoke, Ao Huangtian’s expression darkened. A dense black energy surged from his palm, forming a dark halo that pierced through space.

In the blink of an eye, the dark halo enveloped Ao Guang’s legs, despite his panicked gaze.

"Ahhh!"

A bloodcurdling scream tore from Ao Guang’s mouth as the black halo sliced cleanly through his legs. His stumps were unnervingly smooth, with not a single drop of blood flowing from the wound, as if the halo had consumed all his blood upon contact.

Ao Guang’s face turned as pale as snow, his breathing weakened, and his once formidable presence was now crippled.

"Your negligence cost my son his life. Consider these legs your punishment," Ao Huangtian declared coldly.

The crowd gasped collectively.

Ao Guang, a Two-Star Dou Zun and a high-ranking combat force in any faction, was reduced to a cripple with a single move by Ao Huangtian. Such ruthless efficiency cemented his reputation as a cold-hearted legend of the Southern Sea.

"With clan matters settled, it’s your turn now," Ao Huangtian said, his gaze locking onto Mo Yu like a predator eying prey.

"You think I’ll just surrender?"

Mo Yu squinted, sensing an overwhelming danger from Ao Huangtian. But submission was not an option. If worst came to worst, he would unleash the final strike of his Black Thunder Talisman.

Though it might provoke an even greater retaliation from the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan, he had no other choice.

With determination, Mo Yu’s Thunder Bone Wings trembled as he retreated swiftly, his figure leaving behind a trail of afterimages that dazzled the eyes.

Ao Huangtian snorted coldly. The space beside him rippled, and his figure vanished in an instant.

The moment Ao Huangtian disappeared, Mo Yu’s hair stood on end, and before he could react, the black-clad figure reappeared less than two feet before him.

"I said it was useless. You must accompany my son in death!"

Ao Huangtian’s face was void of emotion as his right palm extended, water energy gathering with an overwhelming chill. Like lightning, it shot toward Mo Yu.

The attack carried no visible trace of power, but Mo Yu felt the chilling intent, his expression turning grim. He channeled all the Thunder Soul within him into his right palm, forming a coiled thunder dragon that clashed against Ao Huangtian’s strike.

"Chsss!"

The clash produced no earth-shattering explosion. Instead, the intertwining of thunder and frost generated thick white mist, accompanied by a soft hissing sound.

"Boom!"

Moments later, a muffled sound emerged from the mist as a figure was hurled backward, crashing into a distant cliffside. The force shattered the rock, leaving countless fractures snaking across its surface.

"Urgh!"

Mo Yu wiped the blood from his lips, spitting out a mouthful before glaring at the black-clad figure in the sky.

He could hold his own against Prince Xue Sha and Ao Guang combined, but against Ao Huangtian, even his full strength left him utterly powerless.

"Die for my son," Ao Huangtian said coldly, his figure flashing as he appeared before Mo Yu, his hand reaching out to seize Mo Yu’s shoulder.

Mo Yu’s eyes flickered with vicious resolve as he prepared to unleash the Black Thunder Talisman’s final strike.

But just as he was about to act, a hand reached out from behind him, calmly stopping Ao Huangtian’s grasp. A gentle, refined voice followed.

"To take someone away, you’re not qualified with just your old dragon self."

The instant Ao Huangtian’s hand was caught, his expression changed slightly. He sensed his vast energy falter, and the surrounding rain and mist dissipated rapidly.

His heart trembled with shock as he looked up sharply, only to see a middle-aged man standing serenely behind Mo Yu.

"Who are you? Why do you stop me?"

Ao Huangtian scrutinized the man before him. This figure gave him a profound sense of danger—a feeling he hadn’t experienced since encountering a powerful member of the Yan Clan in Central Plains over a century ago.

As Ao Huangtian gazed at the middle-aged man before him, his aged eyes revealed a deep solemnity.

"She Lao? You’re alive again?"

When Ao Huangtian’s attack was thwarted, Mo Yu quickly turned his head. The sight of the figure behind him brought an expression of joy to his face.

"Mm, you could say that."

She Lao smiled faintly at Mo Yu and said softly, "Kid, go take a rest. Leave this one to me."

Hearing this, Mo Yu hesitated for a moment before nodding. With his extraordinary soul perception, he could naturally sense that She Lao’s current aura was terrifyingly powerful.

This aura, though slightly unstable, far surpassed that of the formidable Ao Huangtian.

"She Lao’s aura seems strange... Did he successfully evolve into the Nine-Winged Purple-Gold Serpent?"

As Mo Yu speculated curiously, he retreated gracefully under Ao Huangtian’s dark, stormy gaze.

"Sir, this is the territory of the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan. That boy killed my son—he is my sworn enemy! If you insist on interfering, you had better think twice!"

Feeling the abyss-like power emanating from the middle-aged man before him, Ao Huangtian’s heart trembled with apprehension, and he warned him with a heavy tone.

"Mo Yu is my junior. Even if he killed your son, it only means your son deserved it. What right do you have to lecture him?"

She Lao chuckled faintly, but his smile carried a hint of chill. "Besides, someone like you isn’t qualified to threaten me. You injured him—this debt must be repaid."

"Curse you! Do you think I fear you?"

Ao Huangtian’s face turned grim as azure light surged over his hand. With a sudden twist of his arm, he broke free from She Lao’s grasp.

Opening his mouth wide, he unleashed a torrent of black energy that quickly coalesced into a massive two-headed flood dragon. The creature exuded an overwhelming energy pressure, its razor-sharp claws tearing through the air as it charged toward She Lao.

Unfazed by the attack, She Lao extended a hand and clenched his fist. The space in front of him collapsed instantly, and the enormous two-headed flood dragon was severed in half, disintegrating into a rain of water droplets.

"Boom!"

With a single move, She Lao shattered Ao Huangtian’s attack. Then, his palm thrust forward, and an invisible force surged through the air toward his opponent.

As this palm strike was unleashed, the energy in the surrounding heavens and earth rippled violently. A colossal, intangible spatial hand silently emerged, piercing through space and heading directly for Ao Huangtian.

Despite its silence, the spatial hand triggered an intense sense of danger in Ao Huangtian’s heart.

Immediately, he performed a rapid series of hand seals, and with a low shout, endless oceanic energy gathered around him, forming a massive, hundred-meter black water barrier.

The spatial hand collided with the enormous black water barrier, and the devastating spatial energy caused the surrounding space to twist and distort. The sheer force of the clash sent shockwaves rippling outward, stunning onlookers.

"Bang!"

The black water barrier, which appeared impervious, lasted only a moment before shattering with a resounding explosion.

Rain cascaded down from the sky, drenching the island and creating a crisp pattering sound.

"Ugh..."

As his water barrier shattered, Ao Huangtian staggered backward, his body propelled over a hundred meters away. A muffled groan escaped his throat, revealing that he had sustained injuries in his initial clash with She Lao.

The awe-inspiring battle in the sky naturally drew the attention of everyone present. Experienced strong individuals, witnessing Ao Huangtian’s retreat, couldn’t help but express their astonishment.

"Who is that middle-aged man in the purple-gold robe? He actually suppressed Ao Huangtian!"

"Who knows? But since he’s standing up for Mo Yu, could he be a senior figure from a Central Plains?"

"If that’s the case, Mo Yu’s background is indeed formidable! To have a clan expert capable of suppressing even Ao Huangtian... terrifying!"

As murmurs filled the air, the expressions of Prince Xue Sha, Hei Yuan Zun Zhe, and Wu Jun grew increasingly grim.

They had intended to eliminate Mo Yu in the Southern Sea, but who could have predicted that his backer would be this powerful? A single expert had arrived and forced even Ao Huangtian into retreat.

If this figure decided to pursue them, even as leaders of top-tier forces in the South Sea, they might face utter annihilation!

Meanwhile, the atmosphere on Shui Clan’s side turned jubilant.

With Mo Yu’s powerful backer stepping in, their lives might just be spared!

"Damn it! Even with your formidable strength, don’t think you can defeat me so easily in the Southern Sea!"

With those words, Ao Huangtian’s body expanded rapidly, transforming into a gargantuan flood dragon, hundreds of meters in length. His two massive, savage heads and blood-red eyes exuded an aura of dread that sent chills down the spines of onlookers.

Reverting to his true form, Ao Huangtian felt a surge of confidence as he loomed over She Lao, who seemed no larger than an ant by comparison. With a roar, he lunged forward, jaws wide open as if to swallow him whole.

"Die!"

The ocean’s energy surged, condensing into a devastating force within Ao Huangtian’s maw, akin to a nuclear explosion waiting to erupt.

"Become my blood sacrifice!"

As the distance between them closed to within ten meters, countless pairs of eyes watched as She Lao finally raised his hand.

Seeing this, Ao Huangtian sneered coldly. Did the purple-gold robed man truly intend to block his attack barehanded?

"Stop."

Just as Ao Huangtian’s smirk appeared, it froze in place.

The single word, uttered softly by She Lao, reverberated across the battlefield. To everyone’s shock, the terrifying Ao Huangtian came to a complete halt, his momentum arrested mere meters from She Lao.

A deathly silence descended over the island. Even Ao Huangtian himself was dumbfounded. How could his all-out attack—one that even a peak Dou Zun would struggle against—be neutralized so easily?

She Lao calmly placed his palm against the massive flood dragon’s body. His serene smile carried through the air as he spoke:

"Your strength is indeed impressive, old flood dragon, but it’s unfortunate. I am..."

"A Ban Sheng!"

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