Chapter 839 - 837: Thirteen Ape Patterns, The Opening of Thunder River

Thunder rumbled endlessly within the stone tower, persisting for nearly half a day before the purple-gold radiance around Mo Yu gradually faded.

With a sharp hiss, his tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open—one eye flickering with lightning, the other exuding a soft purple-gold glow, creating an eerie yet powerful sight.

He exhaled a slow breath of white mist, within which tiny arcs of lightning crackled. As he stretched out his hands, faint currents visibly coursed across his skin, carrying an electrifying sensation.

A glint of delight flashed in Mo Yu’s eyes before he closed them momentarily to sense the changes in his arms. When he reopened them, his joy had intensified.

Thirteen marks!

To his astonishment, the Purple-Gold Ape Patterns he had condensed within his body had reached a staggering thirteen!

According to the Ancestral Ape Divine Codex, a supreme expert could at most refine ten Purple-Gold Ape Patterns. With ten marks, one could dominate the Supreme Realm with an indestructible physique.

Yet now, Mo Yu, still in the early Ninth Grade Supreme, had refined thirteen Purple-Gold Ape Patterns—breaking past the established limit and reaching a higher realm.

His progress was nothing short of astonishing! If he were to unleash the power of all thirteen marks, he was confident that a single punch could cripple Xiao Tian!

"This is truly incredible!"

With a faint smile, Mo Yu savored the refined power of the Thunder Heart within him. The benefits of this breakthrough were beyond his expectations.

"It’s not wise to cultivate for too long inside this stone tower."

Having fully refined the remaining power of the Thunder Heart, Mo Yu rose to his feet. After waiting for another half an hour, he watched as Qing Yanjing, Xuan Luo, and the others completed their own cultivation.

Seeing the joy on Qing Yanjing’s delicate face, it was clear that she had mastered the high-tier Grandmaster Spirit Array. Meanwhile, Xuan Luo and the others, after refining two Thunder Hearts, had significantly strengthened their auras, their power visibly enhanced.

All in all, their journey through the Ancient Thunder Palace had been immensely rewarding.

"Heh, now that our cultivation session is over, let’s move on." Mo Yu chuckled.

Hearing this, Qing Yanjing nodded slightly, while Xuan Luo and the others, full of anticipation, clenched their fists with excitement.

After obtaining the Thunder Heart, their expectations for the deeper parts of the Thunder Palace had only grown stronger.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Yu led the group forward toward the palace’s depths.

Having left the stone tower, they no longer searched for other Thunder Islands. Though those islands might contain rare treasures, their true goal now was the legendary Thunder River.

After all, the baptism of the Thunder River was an unparalleled opportunity for those who had yet to break through to the Earthly Supreme level. Even though Mo Yu was merely a clone, his breakthrough to Earthly Supreme would ultimately depend on his own efforts.

With their goal set, Mo Yu’s group traveled relentlessly. Even at full speed, it took them half a day to cross the vast, interconnected floating islands.

On a solitary stone island, the group emerged and scanned their surroundings. The skies had grown vast and empty, with no more islands in sight—this was the edge of the stone island region.

"We’re nearing the depths of the Ancient Thunder Palace."

Mo Yu lifted his gaze. The sheer density of spiritual energy here was overwhelming, and mist swirled through the air. Even the sky crackled with thunderclouds, a natural phenomenon born from an extreme concentration of Thunder Spiritual Energy.

Far in the distance, towering peaks stretched across the horizon, with ancient stone towers standing atop some of them. Beyond, the faint outlines of grand ancient palaces loomed in the mist.

The entire region was cloaked in an ancient and solemn atmosphere.

"Once we cross this stone island zone, we should be close to the Thunder River." Mo Yu compared his map and confirmed their location.

Qing Yanjing nodded. While the Thunder River held little personal interest for her at her level, she remained by Mo Yu’s side as an ally rather than parting ways.

Sweeping her gentle gaze across the silent land, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss.

Her eyes then fell upon the numerous fist-sized lightning pillars scattered throughout the area. These pillars extended down from the floating thunderclouds, resembling ordinary stone columns from afar.

Without hesitation, Qing Yanjing flicked her fingers, sending a surge of spiritual energy that lifted a massive boulder and hurled it toward one of the lightning pillars.

The moment the boulder touched the pillar—Zzzt!—it was instantly reduced to ashes by a violent surge of electricity.

"What is that?" Xuan Luo and the others were stunned.

"These thunderclouds conceal a spirit array, gathering and concentrating lightning before channeling it downward, forming a massive web of lightning over this region."

Qing Yanjing pointed at the drifting thunderclouds above. "These lightning pillars are incredibly dangerous. Even a Ninth-Grade Supreme would be gravely injured if they got caught in them."

Hearing this, Xuan Luo and the others turned grim. If they had rushed in recklessly, even they would have suffered terrible consequences.

"Why does this Ancient Thunder Palace feel like a death trap at every turn?" Xuan Luo muttered.

"These should be part of the Ancient Thunder Palace’s defensive mechanisms." Mo Yu mused. "They were activated long ago when the Extraterrestrial Evil Clans invaded the Heavenly Thunder Continent... and were never deactivated."

"Let’s move carefully. These lightning pillars may be deadly, but as long as we avoid them, they won’t pose a threat."

With that, Mo Yu took the lead, slowing his pace and weaving between the lightning pillars.

True to expectation, the deadly pillars remained still, showing no signs of pursuit—clear evidence that the defensive measures had weakened over the ages.

Seeing Mo Yu navigate the terrain safely, the others sighed in relief and swiftly followed suit. Qing Yanjing, however, remained calm and composed as she maneuvered through effortlessly.

The thundercloud-filled region slowed their progress significantly, but thanks to Qing Yanjing’s keen perception, they passed through the deadly zone without incident.

Once safely beyond the thundercloud field, Mo Yu’s group picked up speed once more, advancing for nearly half an hour before gradually slowing down.

A sudden, peculiar sound had reached their ears from the distant horizon.

Splaaaash...

A clear, crisp sound—like flowing water.

Yet, as the sound resonated in their ears, they felt an uncontrollable surge within their bodies—as if their very spiritual energy was being stirred by an unseen force...

That feeling was like a dying man encountering a life-saving spring descending from the heavens—it was enough to drive one mad.

Mo Yu and his group sensed the boiling spiritual energy within their bodies and hurriedly suppressed it. Only after a brief moment did they gradually calm down, though the expressions on their faces still carried traces of shock.

This was just the sound of water, yet it had already caused the spiritual energy within them to surge. Clearly, the source of this water sound must be their destination—Ancient Thunder Palace’s Thunder River!

Compared to the Thunder Lake, which tempered the physical body, the Thunder River, which contained the opportunity to break through to the Earthly Supreme realm, was far more enticing.

Thus, Mo Yu’s group suddenly increased their speed. Within a dozen breaths, they had already crossed the towering mountain range ahead.

The sky-piercing mountains disappeared, and in an instant, their field of vision expanded infinitely.

What lay before them was a vast sea that stretched beyond sight.

This sea was silver-white, seemingly suspended in the void, shrouded in deep darkness. Its waters were crystal clear, shimmering with a brilliance as if filled with countless thunder crystals. Occasionally, the river would surge, spraying out countless particles of crystalline stones.

Each of these crystalline particles was, shockingly, pure spiritual energy condensed to its limit. Yet when they fell back into the river, they would transform back into liquid.

Above the sea, due to the sheer concentration of spiritual energy, distant observers could see mist forming into shapes—thunder dragons, thunder phoenixes, and thousands of beasts galloping—a mystical sight akin to a miniature world of its own.

Moreover, this entire vast sea was suspended in the sky!

Thunder River!

"This is indeed the very foundation upon which the Ancient Thunder Palace flourished."

Even someone as esteemed as Qing Yanjing couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration. This Thunder River was undoubtedly a display of supreme craftsmanship. It must have taken the Ancient Thunder Palace’s Demon Heart Lightening Emperor countless efforts to create it.

Such an enormous resource, even among today’s superpowers of the Great Thousand World, might not be something they could afford.

Hearing this, Mo Yu also nodded slightly, feeling somewhat shaken. He withdrew his gaze from the Thunder River and noticed the distant sound of rushing wind. Looking up, he saw countless figures rapidly approaching from afar.

Each of these figures possessed formidable strength, with the weakest among them being at the peak of the Ninth Grade Supreme realm. Many of them were elites nurtured by top-tier forces of Heavenly Thunder Continent.

At the same time, there were also unfamiliar yet equally powerful faces—likely experts from forces beyond Heavenly Thunder Continent.

In less than an hour, the once-silent region outside Thunder River had turned lively, with waves of immense spiritual energy surging into the sky, proving that none of the arrivals were ordinary individuals.

Splash!

As more and more figures gathered, the vast Thunder River before them seemed to be influenced, releasing clear and resonant water sounds that spread in all directions.

With each reverberation, everyone felt the spiritual energy within them tremble. It was an overwhelming craving—their spiritual energy longed to enter the Thunder River for purification and refinement.

Buzz!

At that moment, the seal outside the Thunder River began to tremble. Spiritual energy boiled within the heavens and earth as the seal was gradually torn open, revealing a rift.

Boom!

The moment the rift appeared, thunderous roars erupted from within. An overwhelming surge of vast spiritual energy gushed out, making even the surrounding spiritual energy boil in response.

"What pure spiritual energy!" Xuan Luo and the others, sensing the majestic energy spilling from the rift, couldn’t help but be moved.

But the Thunder River didn’t just contain spiritual energy—it held other mysterious powers as well. At this very moment, everyone could clearly feel their own spiritual energy, flesh, and even their cultivated Supreme Dharma Bodies emitting cries of longing.

A baptism within this Thunder River would undoubtedly bring a complete transformation—from body to soul, even the Supreme Dharma Body would undergo rebirth.

Mo Yu licked his lips, his eyes burning with excitement.

Within their Thunder Prison, his true self had personally created a Thunder Pool using the resources of the Blood Rock Realm. However, compared to the Thunder River before him, that Thunder Pool was utterly insignificant—a mere drop in the ocean.

"If I can successfully undergo this baptism, I’ll lay a solid foundation for breaking through to the Earthly Supreme realm."

Mo Yu murmured to himself, and in the next instant, he led Xuan Luo and the others straight toward the rift.

The Thunder River was right before them.

No one was willing to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Boom!

Instantly, the sky was filled with the sound of wind tearing apart as countless figures rushed toward the rift in a frenzy.

At this moment, the entire region boiled over.

Swish! Swish!

The deafening rush of wind echoed as countless figures soared into the sky, their eyes turning blood-red as they charged madly toward the rift outside the Thunder River.

Now that the seal had been torn open, anyone could sense the boundless power contained within the Thunder River.

Moreover, those present were no ordinary individuals. They all understood the great significance of this Thunder River within the Ancient Thunder Palace.

Even in ancient times, only a rare few disciples of the Thunder Palace had been allowed to enter the Thunder River.

Now, with such a rare opportunity before them, who could remain rational?

At this moment, no one cared about anything else—all they wanted was to fight their way into the Thunder River!

As the tides of people surged forward, Mo Yu did not hesitate—he, too, rushed out!

Whoosh!

The moment his feet crossed the rift, stepping into the space of the Thunder River, a millennia-old aura instantly swept over him.

Mo Yu and the others slightly lowered their heads, gazing upon the boundless Thunder River.

The crystal-clear river flowed like liquid thunder, seemingly containing endless power. Each time the waves surged and crashed, even space itself distorted—as if every drop of water carried the weight of a thousand catties.

Behind them, countless figures continued pouring in.

Yet the moment they saw the Thunder River, their eyes turned bloodshot with greed.

Swish!

Some could no longer resist the temptation. One expert immediately leaped forward, plunging straight into the thunderous waters.

Ahhh!

However, the instant he touched the river, a miserable scream echoed.

The thunderous waves surged, and with a single sweep, the Ninth Grade Supreme expert was instantly reduced to blood mist!

The chilling screams lingered in the air, sending shivers down everyone’s spines...

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