This time, Mo Yu's closed-door cultivation did not last as long as he had imagined. On the tenth day, a message forcibly broke him out of seclusion.
Deep within Thunder River, Mo Yu opened his eyes. A streak of cyan light floated before him, containing a Cyan Wind Sword that trembled ceaselessly, causing the surrounding space to ripple.
Mo Yu gazed at the Cyan Wind Sword, his eyes narrowing slightly. This was a message from Wind Emperor. Generally speaking, Wind Emperor would not disturb him during his seclusion.
Unless some major matter had arisen that he could not resolve.
"Could it be that the super forces from other continents have set their sights on Heavenly Thunder Continent?"
Mo Yu's expression turned solemn. Relying on the might he had displayed by killing Thunder God, ordinary forces should not have been foolish enough to provoke Thunder Prison. At present, only those super forces could probably bring pressure to bear on Thunder Prison.
"Not having entered the Heavenly Sovereign Realm is indeed troublesome."
Mo Yu frowned. In the Great Thousand World, if one wanted to truly dominate a region and make others wary enough not to provoke him, one had to possess a Heavenly Sovereign. Otherwise, there would always be countless misgivings.
Although Mo Yu had killed a Heavenly Sovereign, he had only succeeded after exhausting every ounce of his strength. If he faced another Heavenly Sovereign, his chances of victory would probably be extremely slim.
With a sigh in his heart, Mo Yu reached out and grasped the Cyan Wind Sword. Then he rose to his feet, and with a flicker of his figure, vanished.
Thunder Prison, inside a great hall.
Mo Yu's figure flashed into existence. His gaze immediately fell on Wind Emperor. Huang Yuan and Strength King stood beside him.