"Hiss!"
A chorus of gasps rang out inside the main hall.
All the onlookers, including Feng Yuanzi, Dongfang Changqing, and the other alliance members, were completely dumbfounded!
Mo Yu's strength... was actually this terrifying?!
Hadn't he only just entered the Saint Grade? How could he remain undefeated under the combined assault of three veteran Saint Grades?
That terrifying thunder and that powerful domain... were actually even more frightening and formidable than the rumors claimed!
"Impossible! How could he be this strong?!" Dongfang Shuo was both shocked and enraged, unable to accept this reality.
"This child's comprehension of the Dao of Thunder has already surpassed that of an ordinary Early Saint Grade expert and touched a higher level... No wonder he could overpower the Futur Ancient Clan and the Maha Ancient Clan!" Feng Wuya's tone was heavy, and his former composure was nowhere to be seen.
Venerable Bao Sheng's expression also changed slightly. Wariness and regret intertwined in his eyes. "What formidable thunder. Lord Thunder Emperor, your well-deserved reputation is truly justified."
At the same time, regret also welled up in Venerable Bao Sheng's heart. If he had known the Thunder Emperor was this overbearing and powerful, he would never have involved himself in this mess.
Meanwhile, Mo Yu slowly calmed the surging qi and blood within his body. He had expended quite a bit of energy after forcefully clashing with the three of them.
But his gaze remained as sharp as before, and his fighting spirit had grown even higher.
"The warm-up is over." He spoke coldly, his voice like ice that had endured for ten thousand ages. "Now, it's my turn."
Before his voice had even faded, his figure suddenly blurred. The next moment, he appeared directly in front of Dongfang Shuo!
His speed had reached the extreme, as