Chapter 376: Three Great Ancestral Symbols, United to Slay the Demon!
A thunder sun, spanning a thousand meters, floated high above the skies.
Brilliant arcs of lightning danced atop it, and deafening thunder rumbled outward, carrying with it a power so terrifying it shook the hearts of all who sensed it.
At the center of that blazing thunder sun, nestled within the surging lightning, was an ancient rune—its form twisted and coiled, as if it were the very first thunderbolt born at the dawn of the world.
Ancient and majestic, it carried the wrath of heavenly judgment.
It was none other than the most precious treasure of this entire domain: the Thunder Ancestral Symbol.
Everyone's gaze lingered on the Thunder Ancestral Symbol for a long moment before slowly shifting away.
Mo Luo looked down toward the sea of thunder magma. With a flick of his wrist, a storm of fire erupted from his palm, distorting the very space around them with its scorching heat.
Lin Fan and the others watched intently as the flames surged upward, and at the heart of the inferno… a flickering ancient flame rune could be seen.
There was no doubt—that was the Flame Ancestral Symbol Mo Luo possessed!
BOOM!
Mo Luo flicked his finger, sending a wave of flames hurtling down into the thunder magma sea.
The moment the fire plunged into the depths, a thunderous explosion erupted, and an enormous vortex appeared within the magma, spanning tens of thousands of feet.
"ROAR!"
From the center of the vortex, an utterly evil roar exploded forth as a terrifying mass of black energy surged upward.
RUMBLE!!
At the same time, the thunder sun in the sky let out a deafening boom.
Space warped above the sea. From within the thunder sun, giant lightning chains began to emerge—each one stretching for thousands of meters.
These chains resembled dragons of lightning, with one end connected to the thunder sun, and the other reaching deep into the swirling vortex.
Bathed in the lightning's glow, Lin Fan saw it clearly—a massive black silhouette, entangled tightly within those lightning chains, trapped deep in the thunder magma sea.
Terrifying waves of evil energy poured out from its body, trying to corrode the lightning chains holding it down.
"That's the King-Class Yi Mo. Be very careful—Yi Mo are masters of soul corruption. Let your guard down for even a moment, and it will seize your mind and turn you into a soulless monster," Mo Luo warned.
Lin Fan and the others nodded solemnly.
Down below, the monstrous black figure let out another hateful roar.
"We of the Yi Mo race will one day flatten your entire world!"
"Hmph, still so arrogant after a thousand years of being sealed?" Mo Luo sneered.
A sharp exchange of words followed.
Then Mo Luo and Lin Dong unleashed their respective Ancestral Symbols—the Flame and Devouring Symbols. The Yi Mo King's expression instantly changed. Fear flickered in its eyes.
There were only eight Ancestral Symbols in existence. And three were here.
Even a King-Class Yi Mo… felt the looming shadow of death.
"Lin Dong, fully activate the Devouring Symbol. I'll invoke the Flame Symbol and channel the Thunder Ancestral Symbol. We end this now!"
Mo Luo took a deep breath and turned his focus back to the task at hand.
"Got it." Lin Dong sat cross-legged in midair, his expression grim. He activated all of his Yuan Power, pouring everything into the Devouring Ancestral Symbol.
Buzz!
As he did, a terrifying black vortex appeared behind him. Its devouring power was so immense that even the wild thunder around them was pulled in and swallowed.
Mo Luo glanced at the symbol, visibly impressed by its might. He then shouted:
"Flame Ancestral Symbol—purge the demon with me!"
With rapid hand seals, his crimson eyes turned translucent—molten lava seemed to flow through them.
BOOM!
A pillar of fire shot to the heavens. From within it came a resonant, piercing cry.
Lin Fan looked up in awe as a giant flame phoenix, thousands of meters wide, formed above Mo Luo's head.
"Thunder Emperor! I know your remnant will still lingers within the Thunder Ancestral Symbol. Unleash your final strength—help us slay this demon together!"
Mo Luo's voice rang across the realm.
At his words, a beam of thunderlight burst from the thunder sun and shone directly upon the throne.
And under that radiant glow…
The long-silent figure sitting upon the throne—who had not moved in a thousand years—opened his eyes.
BOOM!
Thunder and lightning erupted across the heavens as if welcoming the return of their king.
RUMBLE RUMBLE!
An endless flood of lightning rained from the sky, surrounding the silver altar like a curtain of divine judgment.
The Thunder Emperor opened his brilliant silver eyes. Within them, Lin Fan saw the reflection of an entire thunder world—boundless and soul-shaking.
As his eyes opened, the lightning within the Thunder Realm grew even more frenzied, as though celebrating his reawakening.
The Thunder Emperor looked at Lin Dong and Mo Luo and, faintly smiling, said:
"The Flame Symbol… the Devouring Symbol… After a thousand years, they've finally arrived."
"We don't have time for nostalgia. Your current state won't last long," Mo Luo reminded him with a respectful nod.
The Thunder Emperor nodded and offered Lin Dong a few encouraging words. Then he stood slowly, thunderlight blazing from his body.
"This remnant soul won't last much longer. But while I can still control the Thunder Symbol, let's end this together."
With those words, he stepped forward.
BOOM!
The thunder sun in the sky suddenly twisted. Torrents of thunder magma rained down like waterfalls.
"ROAR!"
Amid the churning thunder, an ancient, beastly roar echoed across the realm.
The thunder sun began to change shape—into a massive creature.
A serpentine beast made of pure lightning took form. Its silver-scaled body stretched thousands of meters, thunder magma dripping from it as it coiled in the sky.
It had nine enormous heads, and as it twisted through the heavens, space itself began to warp from the pressure.
"Let's strike."
Mo Luo nodded, eyes sharp. Then—
BOOM!
The massive flame phoenix above him let out a cry and flapped its burning wings.
A sea of fire surged forth, compressed down into a hundred-meter-wide pillar of pure flame.
This dazzling flame beam gleamed like a jewel—beautiful on the outside, but containing power enough to annihilate worlds.
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