Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 2124 - 2122: Seeking a Measure of Justice


Chapter 2124: Chapter 2122: Seeking a Measure of Justice

"What an arrogant boy."

On the seat of honor, a Holy Moon Sect elder scolded loudly.

His dignified gaze looked down from above.

"Do you think the Holy Moon Sect is so insignificant? Do you really believe that with your meager cultivation, you have the right to ignore a strong practitioner like me?"

On the Martial Arts Arena, Mo Youu remained unafraid, instead letting out a cold laugh.

"Old thing, do you think if I were at your age, you could withstand a single strike of my sword?"

"Insolent." The Holy Moon Sect elder was furious.

His aura instinctively surged, ready to exert overwhelming pressure.

This Holy Moon Sect elder was a Sixth Layer of Saint Sovereign Realm practitioner.

If his aura were to press down, how could Mo Youu, with just Supreme 9996 Dao cultivation, withstand it?

"Insolence." At that moment, a low, aged voice came from the seat of honor.

The elder’s body shook, and he quickly retracted his aura.

"Won’t you step down?" The aged voice echoed again.

"Yes, Great Elder." The Holy Moon Sect elder slowly stepped back a few paces, no longer speaking.

Only then did he notice that from the audience seats afar, a cold gaze from the Black Demon Hall’s seat was fixed on him.

And this cold gaze came from the strong practitioner whom all Hidden Family Masters present dared only refer to as ’that one’.

At this moment, his heart trembled.

If his aura had truly dared to press on that one’s direct disciple, Mo Youu, given that one’s overbearing nature, he might already be a corpse.

On the Martial Arts Arena.

Mo Youu arrogantly sneered, "Who else wants to fight?"

"I will." At that moment, a loud cry came from the audience, and a figure broke through the air.

It was a girl, dressed in a tight-fitting purple outfit.

"Dongfang Zi." Mo Youu squinted his eyes.

"Brother Mo Youu." Dongfang Zi greeted respectfully, cupped hands.

"There’s no need to mention ’Brother’." Mo Youu coldly shook his head.

"Just make your move."

"Apologies then." Dongfang Zi cupped her hands again, and in the next second, she struck swiftly.

Clang...

On the Martial Arts Arena, only the sound of a sword ringing was heard.

A streak of white light covered the entire scene.

When the sound ended, the arena was already covered with sword marks.

Dongfang Zi had been pushed back dozens of steps, blood oozing from her mouth.

The duel between the two, from start to finish, lasted less than a few seconds.

"Brother Mo Youu is indeed formidable." Dongfang Zi’s face showed no resentment or unwillingness, only a smile.

"With Brother Mo Youu’s strength, even without relying on the Sword Emperor Origin, simply based on your Supreme 9996 Dao cultivation, it’s enough to defeat me."

"Brother Mo Youu merely wanted to win faster, to overpower more thoroughly."

Dongfang Zi’s cultivation was at Supreme 9998 Dao, even above Dongfang Zhi.

In terms of strength, she was among the top three of the entire scene.

Mo Youu did not heed Dongfang Zi’s words, merely shook his head arrogantly, "You’re not qualified to fight me."

"Next time, call Dongfang Kirin."

Hearing this, Dongfang Zi frowned for the first time, but remained silent, only cupped her hands and stepped down from the stage.

At this moment, only Mo Youu remained on the Martial Arts Arena.

But no one else came forward to challenge him.

"Holy Moon Sect, announce the result." Mo Youu directly addressed the referee of the Holy Moon Sect on the seat of honor.

Since there was a Martial Arts Arena, there was naturally a referee as well.

And the referee could only be a Holy Moon Sect elder from the host force of this grand event.

The Holy Moon Sect referee’s face was slightly black and unpleasant, scanning the entire audience, his gaze finally fixed on the Eight Palace Seats.

"Are the Heavenly Talents of the Eight Palaces not yet here?" the Holy Moon Sect referee asked in a low voice, respectfully.

Even though their Holy Moon Sect was the head of Hidden Forces.

In front of the Eight ancient halls transcending the continent, he still had to put away his pride and ask respectfully.

Now, all major forces in the scene, Beiyin Sect, Eighteen Mansions, Five Great Academy, and the Hidden Hundred Families, including their Holy Moon Sect, all Heavenly Talents had competed.

Without exception, they all failed.

Now, only the Heavenly Talents of the Eight Palaces had not yet taken the Martial Arts Arena.

On the Eight Palace Seats.

On the side of Black Demon Three Palaces.

The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master smirked, speaking softly, "I’m afraid that Xiao Xun hasn’t come out yet."

The Soul Hall Master replied calmly, "He is probably too late to catch up."

The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master nodded, chuckling softly, "Though that kid always likes to surprise people, this time, he’s probably too late to shine."

In the words of the Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master, there was a hint of pride and a trace of disappointment.

That trace of disappointment was simply because their Heavenly Talent from the Heavenly Mechanism Hall couldn’t shine this time.

Senior Luoo stayed silent.

On the side of Demon Hunting Three Halls.

The Demon Hunting Main Hall Master frowned, looking at the Flame Hall Master and the Medicine Venerate Master beside him, "Still no word from Yi Xiao?"

The Medicine Venerate Master nodded, saying, "The orders of the Three Halls were spread across all major branches in the Central Region ten days ago."

"But to this day, there’s still no response from that kid."

The Flame Hall Master directly cursed, "That brat is always so elusive, and this time he’s gone missing altogether."

"Otherwise, how would this Forget Sorrow Sword have so much room to mock today?"

The Demon Hunting Main Hall Master shook his head, "It seems the kid is in closed-door training, otherwise he wouldn’t have been silent for more than half a year."

"Of course, to be cautious, after this grand event ends, I still need to go to the Main Hall he often visited to probe any presence."

"Indeed." The Medicine Venerate Master nodded with a bitter smile, "Our Three Halls’ successor being always out of sight is ultimately not ideal."

Asura, Wind Shattering Main Hall seats over here.

The Asura Hall Master and Wind Shattering Palace Master frowned, faces cold.

Their faces were full of complexity, yet they always carried some anticipation and hope.

On the Martial Arts Arena.

The Holy Moon Sect judge, seeing the silence of the entire venue, could only bite his teeth and loudly declare, "This grand event is hereby concluded."

"The victor, Black Cloud Academy, Mo Youu."

Indeed, Mo Youu came to represent Black Cloud Academy, participating in this grand event.

"Hm."

On the Martial Arts Arena, Mo Youu turned to leave, leaving behind only a cold snort.

Suddenly, Mo Youu paused his steps, turned his head, and glared coldly at the Chief’s Office.

"Some debts, some justice, I, Mo Youu, will certainly settle cleanly one day."

The icy words laced with killing intent made all the major forces present frown.

This Sword Dao Genius, though he stood out today, defeating the hidden world monsters.

Still, in front of such a behemoth as Holy Moon Sect, such arrogance and impudence were not yet qualified.

Mo Youu’s figure flickered and returned to the Black Cloud Academy seats.

"Brother Mo Youu."

"Brother Mo Youu."

Nearby, Black Cloud Academy disciples cheered joyously.

Only Qing Lin, Tong Ye, Qin Yi, and a few others, while also smiling, were glad for Black Cloud Academy’s victory.

But on their faces, there was more complexity and a hint of disappointment.

On the other side, at the Dongfang Family seats.

A beautiful woman, her bright eyes, kept gazing tightly at the Black Cloud Academy side, more accurately, at Mo Youu.

"No wonder it’s the Forget Sorrow Sword of all the Heavenly Talents in the Western region back then."

Dongfang Zhi, charming and with a smile, but in the next second, her eyes turned cold, looking at Dongfang Zi beside her.

"Who told you to make a move just now?"

"Hm, humiliating yourself, even that shameless self-righteous Holy Daughter lost, yet you still want to fight him?"

Dongfang Zi heard this, only smiled bitterly, speechless.

Meanwhile, at the Black Demon Three Palaces seats.

Behind Senior Luoo stood Changtian Wine Demon.

"Mo Youu is a bold one." Changtian Wine Demon chuckled lightly.

"I looked into his matter with that Sword Dao Demons."

"Though named Forget Sorrow Sword, Mo Youu is an affectionate person."

"If not for various changes, he might have been lifelong friends with that Sword Dao Demons."

"Friends?" Senior Luoo sneered. "That’s but his Heart Demon."

"Heart Demon?" Changtian Wine Demon smiled bitterly. "I don’t think so."

"If I’m not mistaken, Mo Youu feels guilty towards that Sword Dao Demons and stands up for him."

"In these months, little news spread about Mo Youu in the Central Region."

"But I know this kid went to the Demon Domain, ventured deep, was severely wounded eight times but entered eight times again."

"His Cultivation grew two layers in these trials and tribulations."

"If he truly had a Heart Demon, how would his Cultivation surge? That Demon symbolizes more of a knot in his heart."

Months ago, Dongfang Zhi’s Cultivation was at Supreme 9997 Dao, and remains the same.

Including most of the Hidden Geniuses and Monsters present, their Cultivation hasn’t changed much since departing the Outer World to attend Holy Moon Sect.

Supreme Level, those mere 10 Dao are inherently hard to cross.

Even Hidden Geniuses and Monsters couldn’t achieve crossing in mere months.

Mo Youu, however, crossed two layers, showcasing his remarkable talent.

Forget Sorrow Sword, renowned not without reason.

"A deceased person, why talk more." Senior Luoo remarked coldly, uninterested in continuing the discussion.

Changtian Wine Demon smiled bitterly, glanced at Mo Youu among the Black Cloud Academy seats.

To Mo Youu, Xiao Yi signifies guilt and a heart knot.

Mostly, it’s perhaps a brother’s guilt for failing to protect his younger brother within the Blood Moon Formation.

He watched helplessly as his brother was trapped; while he himself was instead saved by his brother’s sacrifice, escaping the formation.

He long possessed the intent for arduous trial; if not for another brother being captured during training in the Eighteen Mansions Territory months ago, he rushed to rescue him, else he would’ve embarked to the Demon Domain earlier, that feared Forbidden Land.

Three months’ grinding, brought his Cultivation today.

Yet, he knows he can’t do much or aid his brother to regain the justice he deserves.

What he can do is, with all his might, amidst this grand event, in a mere day, by virtually crazy means, defeat all present Heavenly Talents and Monsters.

What he can do is make the grand event hosted by Holy Moon Sect seem like a farce, concluding in one day.

In ways he can, he temporarily retrieves a semblance of justice.

Within the Black Cloud Academy seats, Mo Youu’s face was cold.

Yet seeing the expressions of various major forces present, he frowned again.

Because the strong figures of the major forces present weren’t much affected by the laughable conclusion of this grand event.

Instead, everyone’s gaze fixated on the Chief’s Office.

The reason was simple.

For the various Hidden Forces present, today’s congregation wasn’t due to the martial arts contest of the grand event.

But rather, the union of Holy Moon Sect and Beiyin Palace, two colossal presences.

This is the true reason for the gathering of the Hidden Hundred Families.

At the Chief’s Office, a richly dressed woman slowly walked out.

Every step, like the power of heaven and earth, akin to a divine being of the heavens.

"Greetings, Saint Lord." Throughout the venue, from Hidden Family Masters to ordinary Hidden Forces, everyone stood and paid respect.

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