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CHAPTER 847 OF 847

Chapter 847: Mechanical Storm Thunder Tiger Exterminates the Evil Spirit

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"You damn human wretch!"

Lei Zhenhuang roared in fury, abruptly rising from the throne. Instantly, an overwhelming surge of black light erupted from its body, and its figure transformed into a streak of darkness, shooting forward.

Clang!

However, just as it had charged a hundred meters away from the throne, a metallic clanking sound akin to iron chains echoed beneath it. Its forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, the force causing its massive body to stagger slightly.

Mo Yu looked over and saw that four gray chains were wrapped around the limbs of Lei Zhenhuang.

The chains were a mix of gray and black, covered in intricate battle runes. Initially dim, those runes were now gradually lighting up.

As the radiance of the runes intensified, the chains tightened further, steadily pulling Lei Zhenhuang back toward the throne.

At the same time, the throne itself began to shed layers of gold and gray, revealing an intricate web of complex runes. Just like the chains, these runes also started glowing brighter.

"You damn wretch! You’ve been dead for thousands of years, and you still dare to try and trap me?!"

Lei Zhenhuang roared furiously, its face contorting with rage. Then, tilting its head back, it let out a piercing screech. A surge of inky black energy erupted from its body, viscous like ink, corroding the very air around it and causing space to crack apart.

A strong aura of corruption emanated from the thick black miasma.

Under such an onslaught, the binding power of the runic chains weakened, and as the miasma engulfed them, the glowing runes began to corrode away.

As the runes dimmed, Lei Zhenhuang took one step at a time, struggling toward the edge of the dark domain. Its hollow, menacing eyes locked onto Mo Yu with bloodthirsty intent, filled with the desire to tear him to shreds.

Seeing this, Mo Yu’s expression changed slightly.

It seemed that the Second Hall Master had foreseen his corruption before dying and had used his final strength to seal himself away. However, as time passed, the runic seal on the four chains had weakened, giving the extraterrestrial evil clans a chance to exploit it.

Mo Yu furrowed his brows slightly as an idea formed in his mind. With a sudden motion of his palm, he struck forward, channeling his spiritual energy like a tidal wave into the silver Thunder Tower in his hand.

Buzz!

As Mo Yu infused his full strength, the Thunder Tower trembled violently, its radiance growing increasingly dazzling.

Roar!

Inside the tower, the Golden Thunder Guards seemed to be invigorated, letting out synchronized thunderous roars. Their battle cries shook the heavens and the earth.

Boom! Boom!

A boundless battle aura surged from their bodies, stirring the heavens. Golden beams of light shot out from them, rapidly expanding into thousands of golden streaks, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

These beams of light surged out of the silver Thunder Tower and into the dark void above, pouring into the throne. Instantly, the four runic chains restraining Lei Zhenhuang grew thicker and more resilient.

Clang!

The chains trembled violently but continued to pull Lei Zhenhuang back toward the throne, albeit slowly.

"Damn you!"

Lei Zhenhuang bellowed furiously, its blood-red eyes locked onto Mo Yu. "I will grind you to dust today!"

Boom!

As its furious roar echoed, black liquid oozed from its eye sockets, writhing eerily across its face. The dark liquid morphed into an ominous, sinister rune resembling a crying ghostly visage. Combined with the emperor’s twisted expression, the sight was nightmarish horrifying.

Clang!

With the appearance of the dark rune, Lei Zhenhuang’s power surged once more. It forcibly moved forward, stepping into the void, inching toward the edge of the dark region.

Mo Yu’s face darkened, and he pushed his spiritual energy to the limit.

Boom! Boom!

The immense energy waves rippled through space as he exerted his full strength.

Lei Zhenhuang was unwilling to let go of this opportunity. Having been sealed for countless millennia, it had survived only by leeching off Lei Zhenhuang’s body. If it was sealed again, it would be utterly annihilated.

This was its final chance to escape, and it would not give up.

It frantically unleashed all its power to counter the overwhelming battle aura from the Golden Thunder Guards, its hollow eyes locked onto Mo Yu as it snarled, "Pathetic worm! Let’s see how long you can keep this up!"

It was cunning enough to realize that Mo Yu’s spiritual energy was limited. Even with the Thunder Tower’s support, sustaining the Golden Thunder Guards required an immense expenditure of energy. Eventually, Mo Yu would exhaust himself.

Once that happened, the battle aura sustaining the Golden Thunder Guards would weaken, and the seal would fail. At that point, nothing would stop it from escaping.

However, Mo Yu’s expression remained calm. His gaze swept across the peculiar dark domain before narrowing slightly. Then, he suddenly spoke a seemingly unrelated sentence: "The space in this dark region is quite sturdy, isn’t it?"

"What do you mean?" Lei Zhenhuang frowned, sensing an ominous premonition.

Mo Yu smirked meaningfully. "Oh, nothing much. Just preparing a little gift for you."

As his words fell, a gleam of silver light shot from his sleeve. At the same time, an earth-shattering roar echoed through the space.

Roar!

The silver light streaked from Mo Yu’s hand and then rapidly expanded. In an instant, silvery-white fur as sharp as steel needles sprouted from its body, its limbs morphing into razor-sharp claws.

In just a few breaths, a massive silver-white Storm Thunder Tiger, spanning a thousand meters, emerged.

Its body was covered in silver lightning armor, and massive azure bone spikes jutted from its back, forming fearsome storm-wreathed wings.

An overwhelming, feral aura erupted into the skies.

As the gigantic tiger entered the dark domain, it let out a thunderous roar, shaking the heavens and earth. Its voice carried an intense killing intent that sent terrifying shockwaves rippling outward, tearing massive cracks through the space.

"T-This... this is a Grandmaster-level mechanical beast?!"

Seeing the monstrous tiger appear, Lei Zhenhuang was momentarily stunned. Then, its expression twisted into one of sheer horror.

A Grandmaster-level mechanical beast was equivalent to a peak Earthly Supreme powerhouse!

This human... actually carried such a terrifying war machine with him?!

"Heh, I wonder if you like this gift." Mo Yu gazed at the massive Storm Thunder Tiger Beast before smiling at Lei Zhenhuang.

Although the space within the Ancient Thunder Palace was fragile and couldn’t withstand Earthly Supreme-level power, the dark space around Lei Zhenhuang was somewhat more stable due to the sealing restrictions.

Upon realizing this, Mo Yu wasted no time summoning the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast. He refused to believe that an Earthly Supreme-level battle power wouldn’t be enough to deal with this Extraterrestrial Evil Clan member!

"Detestable human, don’t think you’ll succeed!"

Seeing the mocking smile on Mo Yu’s lips, Lei Zhenhuang grew even more ferocious, as dense, sinister black energy surged from his body.

At this sight, Mo Yu merely let out a cold chuckle before mentally commanding the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast while rapidly forming seals with both hands.

As his hand seals took shape, the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast slowly lowered its head, its blood-red eyes locking onto Lei Zhenhuang. In the next instant, its massive jaws parted, and a terrifying energy fluctuation gathered at a frenzied pace. Streaks of silver lightning instantly howled outward.

Boom!

In that moment, a blinding storm of lightning erupted, illuminating the pitch-black sky as if turning night into day.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

As dazzling light engulfed the area, countless piercing sounds of air being torn apart echoed. From within the sea of lightning, countless bolts of thunder shot forth, each one brimming with an overwhelming thunderous power.

Those thunderbolts streaked across the sky, heading straight toward the dark region before slowly converging together.

Buzz! Buzz!

As they fused, the gathered lightning beams swelled at a shocking speed, their violent energy surging like an erupting volcano.

The intense radiance soared skyward, banishing the darkness from the area before flooding into an ancient throne adorned with battle runes.

The aged throne trembled violently, the battle runes upon it igniting all at once, as if reawakening the power hidden within them.

Clang! Clang!

The four rune-engraved chains extending from the throne expanded abruptly. The dazzling light bursting from the runes carried a formidable battle intent that pulsed through the air.

All of this happened in an instant. Lei Zhenhuang immediately sensed the massive disturbance below him, and his twisted face contorted further in shock and horror.

"No!"

He shrieked in a piercing tone, while the dark energy on his face writhed wildly in an attempt to resist the power surging from the rune-engraved chains.

Bang!

However, with the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast empowering the chains with Earthly Supreme-level energy, his struggles proved utterly futile.

The four rune-engraved chains firmly bound Lei Zhenhuang’s limbs, while the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast flared its azure wings, unleashing a terrifying storm of wind and lightning that slammed toward him.

Boom!

A thunderous crash resounded as Lei Zhenhuang was violently dragged downward, his body crashing onto the throne covered in battle runes.

Roar!

Lei Zhenhuang let out a frenzied roar, his bloodshot eyes flashing with desperation. He could sense a lethal threat looming over him. If he were truly pulled back into the throne, the battle formation would completely suppress and kill him.

He was no longer as powerful as he had been at his peak.

Yet no matter how fiercely he resisted, it was ultimately in vain. His body was forcibly pulled down and slammed onto the ancient throne.

The next moment, the countless radiant battle runes on the throne writhed and slithered like living creatures, surging onto Lei Zhenhuang’s body, densely covering him in an instant.

Meanwhile, the thick, ominous black energy surrounding him rapidly dissipated.

The countless battle runes fully enveloped Lei Zhenhuang’s body, and at that moment, his ear-piercing screams abruptly ceased.

After some time, as the darkness in the area remained eerily silent, Mo Yu’s gaze flickered slightly. He cautiously stepped forward, stopping a hundred meters from the throne.

Standing beside the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast, he refrained from advancing recklessly. Until he was certain that the sinister presence within Lei Zhenhuang had been completely eradicated, approaching rashly could render all his efforts in vain.

With a wary expression, Mo Yu fixed his gaze on the ancient throne. Lei Zhenhuangs’ body remained tightly bound, covered in radiant battle runes.

This state lasted for nearly ten minutes before Mo Yu finally noticed the battle runes beginning to dim, gradually fading away.

As they disappeared, Mo Yu positioned the Storm Thunder Tiger Beast in front of him, preparing for any unexpected developments.

While he remained on high alert, the battle runes on Lei Zhenhuang’s body completely vanished, revealing his face once more. However, the previous ferocity and contortion had entirely disappeared. In their place was an expression of serenity.

Though his complexion was still somewhat pale, he no longer exuded the same eerie, ominous aura.

Seated upon the throne, he suddenly stirred. His tightly shut eyes twitched slightly before, under Mo Yu’s wary gaze, they slowly opened.

His previously hollow eyes now gleamed with renewed light, carrying an ancient and dignified presence.

Opening his eyes, he stiffly moved his neck, then looked down at his hands, before shifting his gaze across the darkened space and toward the Golden Thunder Army within the silver tower. Finally, he let out a deep sigh.

"After tens of thousands of years, that Evil Spirit... has finally been eradicated?"

His voice was hoarse—less grating than before, now infused with an aged solemnity and grandeur.

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