Battle Through The Heavens : I Am The Thunder Emperor

Chapter 73: Gan Mu

"Transforming fighting spirit into wings... it's something not just anyone can achieve."

After a quick flight around the sky, Mo Yu felt his fighting spirit rapidly depleting. He hurried back to the cave and stopped channeling his energy. The eagle wings on his back adhered to his body once more, reverting into a pitch-black tattoo.

Given his current strength as an eight-star Fighter, Mo Yu could maintain the flight of the Purple Cloud Wings for only about half an hour. Clearly, he still had a long way to go before he could truly master flying.

He put away the now blank black scroll in front of him and took out another ancient-looking scroll from his storage ring.

"This must be the incomplete map of the Nether Lotus Demon Flame," Mo Yu remarked, examining the ancient scroll.

On the slightly yellowed parchment were drawn some seemingly random patterns. Mo Yu traced one of them with his finger, moving it slowly.

"This thing seems useless to me, but I'll keep it for now. I can pass it on to Xiao Yan when I see him."

Mo Yu wasn't particularly interested in the Nether Lotus Demon Flame, which was ranked highly among exotic flames. He put the ancient scroll away and took out another scroll—a high-level Xuan rank combat skill, the Roaring Lion's Howl, which he had obtained from the third stone box in the cave.

This combat skill piqued Mo Yu's interest. Given his current strength, this skill was quite suitable, and it could also be used in conjunction with his spear techniques.

As for the Di-rank spear technique he had acquired earlier, he decided to keep it as a hidden ace up his sleeve.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu stretched and, after recovering his energy, infused his soul power into the scroll. He studied the training method described within to get a glimpse of how to practice it.

Although the Roaring Lion's Howl was a high-level Xuan rank skill, its content wasn't particularly complicated. With years of experience in spear techniques, Mo Yu managed to grasp the basics within an hour.

Another hour later, Mo Yu smiled with a hint of confidence and then left the cave where he had been staying.

Deep in the forest, he summoned the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear from his beast ring. Holding the spear, Mo Yu stared at the stone wall before him, slowly raising the long spear in his hand.

He exhaled slowly, his eyes narrowing. After a brief moment, they snapped open.

In an instant, a terrifying aura surged from Mo Yu's body. Fighting spirit continuously poured out of him, eventually concentrating on the tip of the long spear.

As the fighting spirit around the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear grew more intense, it eventually took the shape of a roaring lion's head.

Seeing the energy lion's head forming at the spear tip, a trace of joy flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.

It had taken him only half a day to master a high-level Xuan rank combat skill. Such speed was truly terrifying.

The long spear in his hand suddenly vibrated with an eerie intensity, and the enormous energy lion at the spear tip charged forward. The violent roar of the lion echoed through the forest, causing nearby magical beasts to flee in panic.

"High-level Xuan rank combat skill: Roaring Lion's Howl!"

In the vast forest, a sound like rolling thunder erupted suddenly. Immediately following, a torrent of energy in the form of a lion surged through the entire forest.

The trees in the forest were severed, and the enormous rock behind them bore a three-zhang-long (about 10 meters) and one-zhang-wide (about 3.3 meters) gash, gleaming sharply.

At the edge of the gash, countless small cracks spread across the rock wall, resembling ivy creeping up a wall.

"Impressive power," Mo Yu nodded in satisfaction, observing the destruction he had caused.

Despite only being an eight-star Fighter, this move could likely defeat even a low-level Dou Master.

The trip had been quite fruitful—not only had he acquired a flying combat skill, but also a suitable spear combat skill, greatly enhancing his combat power.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Yu once again entered a period of intense training. The Magic Beast Mountain Range had an abundance of magic beast cores. Although first and second-tier magic cores didn't provide a significant boost to his strength, small gains added up, and his power steadily increased each day.

While Mo Yu focused on his secluded training, Mu Li returned to the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.

Upon learning of Mo Yu's information, particularly that most of the treasures in the cave had been taken by the young man, the Wolf Head Mercenary Group began frantically searching for him.

As their search intensified, and after losing more than ten of their comrades, they gradually closed in on the forest where Mo Yu was hiding.

Two months later, on a certain day, as Mo Yu condensed twenty lightning patterns on his Lightning Mark, a team of mercenaries from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group stumbled upon his secluded hideout.

"Vice Leader Gan Mu, according to the young leader's description, that boy is Mo Yu!"

A mercenary holding a portrait pointed at the young man meditating in the distance and spoke to the thin man riding a unicorn horse at the front.

"So, this little brat crippled the leader's son? Even though I don't like Mu Li, anyone who dares to steal from my Wolf Head Mercenary Group will pay the price!" Gan Mu, the man named, stared coldly at Mo Yu.

Just as he finished speaking, a sharp force suddenly shot towards him.

The power behind the attack surprised Gan Mu, a nine-star Fighter. He hurriedly blocked it with the iron rod in his hand.

Boom!

The black shadow flying through the air struck the iron rod heavily, sending sparks flying. A pitch-black, terrifying long spear rebounded off the rod and plunged deep into the ground.

At the same time, the immense force from the spear made Gan Mu's arms go numb, his expression growing more serious. Even the unicorn horse beneath him buckled under the pressure, collapsing to its knees.

Seeing this, the surrounding mercenaries from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group widened their eyes in shock.

The sheer power of a thrown spear was enough to force their nine-star Fighter vice leader into such a state. How terrifying was this person's strength?

Staring at the long black spear, the mercenaries' pupils contracted.

Despite the dust obscuring his vision, Gan Mu, experienced as he was, didn't panic. He quickly retreated, his sharp gaze scanning the area.

Suddenly, his retreating form stopped. The mercenary raised his head in shock to see a handsome young face, smiling playfully.

The young man slowly approached, picked up the spear, and twirled it smoothly in his hand.

"The owner of this spear... is Mo Yu?!"

Gan Mu's pupils shrank upon seeing this. He had heard about the boy's strength from Mu Li, but he had dismissed it as exaggeration, thinking Mo Yu was just a seven- or eight-star Fighter at best.

But things seemed to be developing beyond his expectations...

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