Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1082: Battle Mo Luo

Chapter 1082: Chapter 1082: Battle Mo Luo

"Boom!"

"Pfft!"

The moment Mo Luo was repelled by Feng Wuchen, Mo Tian’s ruthless punch struck Yin Yang Tian’s chest simultaneously, exploding with a loud bang, the violent and terrifying force collapsing Yin Yang Tian’s chest; blood sprayed from his mouth as his body shot out like a cannonball.

Severely injured, Yin Yang Tian could no longer hold on, his consciousness already blurred.

Yin Yang Tian heavily smashed into the distant ground, with numerous broken bones throughout his body and severe internal organ damage, his regenerative abilities had already ceased to function.

"Lan Yue! Do it now!" Mo Tian suddenly roared, diving down fiercely with the Heaven Demon Spear in hand.

"Swoosh!"

At the same time, Lan Yue wielded the Immortal Sword, her figure shooting out swiftly.

"Not good!" Mo Luo’s old face slightly sank, feeling that Yin Yang Tian’s aura was growing weaker by the moment, worry darkening his thoughts.

"If you want to save him, defeat me first." Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

"How preposterous!" Mo Luo’s old face twitched, glaring at Feng Wuchen. Under these circumstances, he was utterly unable to save Yin Yang Tian.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

Both armed with a spear and a sword, they simultaneously stabbed into Yin Yang Tian’s chest, creating a resounding explosion that blasted a huge crater into the ground.

Yin Yang Tian met a tragic death.

Yin Yang Tian had schemed for most of his life, yet he had not foreseen such an end for himself.

"Well done, Mo Tian!" Liu Qingyang and others cheered, feeling relieved.

"Mo Tian, thank you." Lan Yue looked at Mo Tian gratefully, her beautiful eyes void of any resentment, only gratitude.

The grateful look and a thank you sent a shiver through Mo Tian’s body, marking the first time in his life someone had thanked him.

A warm current surged through his heart, experiencing the comfort for the first time.

"No... no need to be so formal." Mo Tian spoke with difficulty, his words also coming sincerely for the first time.

"Good job, Mo Tian." The faint smile of Feng Wuchen could be heard.

"Feng Wuchen?" At the mention, Mo Tian’s expression shook greatly, suddenly looking up into the sky, astonished, he said: "You have come out?"

Obviously, Mo Tian had only just realized Feng Wuchen’s presence, previously completely being in an oblivious state, focused solely on venting his fury and hatred.

"Only now you realize? Brother Feng has been out for a long while! He even stopped Mo Luo for you." Liu Qingyang’s lips couldn’t help but twitch.

"Feng Wuchen, thank you." Mo Tian gratefully expressed his appreciation, acknowledging that without Feng Wuchen’s help, he would not have had the chance for revenge, nor attained his powerful cultivation today.

"No need to thank me, I didn’t help much. The cultivation you have today is also the result of your own efforts." Feng Wuchen said with a light smile.

"Yin Yang Tian is dead, the great vengeance is avenged; I should also settle this. If there is a next life, I hope we can be friends." Mo Tian said with a smile, controlling the Heaven Demon Spear to levitate as he spoke.

"Mo Tian..." Lan Yue’s beautiful face changed slightly, wanting to stop him but not knowing how to speak.

"Swoosh!"

Mo Tian slowly closed his eyes, the Heaven Demon Spear, radiating a dark light, harshly shot towards his chest under his control.

"This guy is serious!" Seeing this scene, Liu Qingyang and the others were shocked.

However, having waited for a long time, the Heaven Demon Spear hadn’t yet pierced his chest, prompting Mo Tian to open his eyes involuntarily.

"This..." The Heaven Demon Spear hovered in front of Mo Tian, motionless, held back by an invisible force, Mo Tian looked astonished towards Feng Wuchen.

"Who says we need to wait for another lifetime to be friends? Can’t we be friends now?" Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Tian and smiled lightly.

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "We have all witnessed your transformation."

"I also see a different Mo Tian," Liu Qingyang said with a genuinely happy smile as he looked at Mo Tian.

"I don’t like you, but I don’t dislike you either," Shi Tian Hu declared, though he had been imprisoned by the Demon Clan for many years, it wasn’t Mo Tian’s doing.

"Even though you are a young lord of the Demon Clan, what I see is an unyielding and towering man!" Dao Soul laughed, not repulsed by Mo Tian either.

Seeing the smiles of the people from the Dragon God Alliance, including the Dragon Emperor, Mo Tian was profoundly touched, his eyes moistening.

The genuine smiles of the crowd, something Mo Tian had never seen in his life, gave him a feeling beyond words.

"Thank you! Thank you!" An immensely moved Mo Tian could only express his gratitude, unsure of what else to say.

Mo Tian had never imagined that Feng Wuchen and the others would accept him, a young lord of the Demon Clan.

"Feng Wuchen, you dare to shelter a young lord of the Demon Clan, aren’t you afraid of causing dissatisfaction among countless cultivators in the Mainland?" Mo Luo sneered as he asked.

Feng Wuchen responded with a light smile, "You need not trouble yourself over this."

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The Divine Power of the heavenly Dao slowly accelerated, a brilliant gold light burst forth, and a tyrannical and terrifying power soared into the sky. The Mainland trembled violently, the entire void as if transforming into a golden space.

The overwhelming aura, almost tangible, choked almost everyone.

"What a terrifying aura!" exclaimed Long Tianzhan and others in utter horror, their bodies uncontrollably trembling.

"The Alliance Hierarch’s aura of the True God Realm is even more terrifying than Mo Luo!" Yunyouzi cried out in shock and fear.

"Brother Feng will surely win!" Liu Qingyang said excitedly, feeling an urge to roar up to the sky.

The members of the Dragon God Alliance were ecstatic.

However, the expression on Mo Luo’s face remained unfazed.

"Divine Power is indeed strong, come on, show me your might." Mo Luo coldly sneered, not only unafraid but actually looking forward to it.

"As you wish," Feng Wuchen coldly smiled, his eyes flashing fiercely as his figure burst out without hesitation.

Feng Wuchen moved at a terrifying speed, exceeding the speed of sound multiple times, stirring up a stormy wind.

"Swoosh!"

Feng Wuchen’s figure suddenly appeared to the left of Mo Luo, his fist imbued with destructive power viciously slamming forward.

Mo Luo’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, his tone cold, "Indeed, the speed is impressive, and the divine power is sufficiently tyrannical."

"Boom!"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen’s punch blasted out, Mo Luo’s figure instantly turned into black mist and dissipated, bursting with a loud sound. The horrifying force shook the heavens and the earth, spreading across the entire Mainland and terrifying countless cultivators.

Mo Luo’s speed wasn’t slower than Feng Wuchen, proving he could dodge it.

"Feng Wuchen, don’t underestimate my strength," Mo Luo suddenly appeared above Feng Wuchen and slammed down with his palm.

"Is that so?" Feng Wuchen’s lips curved into a mysterious, wicked smile, activating the power of the Supreme Physique Third Stage, his aura skyrocketing instantly.

"Let’s see your full strength!" Feng Wuchen suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing fiercely, and responded with a punch without hesitation.

"Boom!"

In an instant, fist met palm with a loud crash, Mo Luo’s expression drastically changed, his figure directly blown away by Feng Wuchen.

"How is this possible! He could still increase his power!" Mo Luo was utterly astonished.