Thunder Emperor Palace, Chaos Thunder Source Secret Realm.
Mo Yu sat cross-legged atop the Chaos Thunder Lotus, Purple-Gold Thunder Light swirling around him and causing the entire secret realm to alternately brighten and dim.
He held a shattered Communication Jade Slip in his hand. The last trace of mental fluctuation within it slowly faded away.
It was a message from Qing Xuan.
"The Futur Ancient Clan has allied with the Four Great Ancient Clans, intending to join forces to restrain this Emperor and reclaim the Four Great Original Dharma Bodies?"
A faint curve rose at the corner of Mo Yu's mouth. There was not the slightest trace of anger in that smile, only an almost... playful composure.
"Mohe, Black Heaven, Tai Ling, Desolate Ancient, and the Futur Ancient Clan... The alliance of the Five Great Primordial Races possesses a might never before seen in the Great Thousand World. They really do think highly of me."
He casually tossed the jade slip fragments into the void, letting them be devoured by the Chaos Thunder Light.
His posture made it seem as though they were not discussing the Five Clan Alliance, powerful enough to shake the Great Thousand World, but merely a few ants discussing how to move an elephant.
"Main body, should we make some preparations in advance?" A low voice rang out from within the thunderlight.
It was a mental projection from Night Falcon's Clone, transmitted from deep within Mo Yu's mind.
Mo Yu shook His Head.
"No need."
He slowly rose to his feet and stood with his hands behind his back atop the Thunder Sea. His gaze pierced through the secret realm, through Thunder Emperor Palace, and through the entire Heavenly Thunder Continent, landing on the distant Great Thousand World.
"They want to form an alliance, so let