"Venerable Mount Tai, do you want to die or live!?"
When Mo Yu's utterly emotionless voice rang out, the entire world fell deathly silent. Only Venerable Mount Tai's miserable screams continued to echo through the heavens.
Countless gazes between heaven and earth stared in shock at that tall, cold figure in the sky.
No one had expected Mo Yu to win so cleanly and decisively. After all, that was a Heavenly Sovereign.
Unlike the Thunder God, Venerable Mount Tai was a veteran Heavenly Sovereign. If he had been anywhere in the Great Thousand World, he would have been more than capable of becoming a regional overlord. Yet now, he had not even managed to withstand a single move from Mo Yu before suffering a crushing defeat.
This was practically an overwhelming victory!
"That is a Heavenly Sovereign..." countless strong people said with difficulty.
"How is this possible?!" The surviving remnants of the Thunder God Palace, including the Thunder King, were filled with horror, as if they had seen a ghost.
They had intended to watch Mo Yu make a fool of himself, but in the blink of an eye, they had become the joke instead.
Around them, the forces that had originally abandoned the Thunder Prison and pledged allegiance to the Thunder God Palace were likewise horrified. They swallowed repeatedly, and their gazes toward Mo Yu were filled with fear and regret.
For more than half a year, the Thunder Prison had remained silent under Venerable Mount Tai's oppression. They had assumed the Thunder Prison was at the end of its strength, which was why they had hastily abandoned what they believed to be a sinking ship and returned to the embrace of the Thunder God Palace.
But no one had expected that as soon as the Lord of Thunder