Battle Through The Heavens : I Am The Thunder Emperor

Chapter 338: Yun Lan Sect's Ambition, A Crisis in the Capital

Imperial Capital, Jia Ma Holy City.

As the capital of the Jia Ma Empire, this bustling city was now filled with an unusual, oppressive atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing. The tension was especially palpable at the headquarters of the Mittel Clan, located in the southern part of the city.

Guards hurriedly patrolled the manor, making sure that its defenses were airtight. In the dark, countless arrows glimmered with cold light, aimed at any potential intruders.

While figures darted around the manor's perimeter, the mood inside the spacious council hall was equally heavy. The people present were the core members of the Mittel Clan, but most of their faces were grim and filled with unease.

"All this trouble started because of the Xiao Clan! If we hadn't helped them, we wouldn't have offended the Yun Lan Sect, and we wouldn't be in this situation today!"

In the tense hall, a sharp voice suddenly echoed. As soon as the words were spoken, several others murmured in agreement. The pressure from the Yun Lan Sect over the past days had pushed them to the brink.

"Silence!" Mittel Tengshan roared, slamming his hand on the table. The sudden outburst startled everyone into silence.

After quelling the murmurs, Mittel Tengshan glanced at a man seated in a wheelchair nearby, his face calm despite the situation. Then he looked at Hai Bodong, who sat with his eyes closed but bore a frosty expression. Tengshan forced a bitter smile and said, "Mr. Xiao Ding, I apologize for my clan's behavior."

Hearing Tengshan's apology, Xiao Ding, the former head of the Xiao Clan, simply shook his head with a faint smile. His gaze swept across the room. Once the heir of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Ding had become paralyzed and wheelchair-bound due to the downfall of his family.

Despite the tragic changes in his life—changes that would drive most people mad—Xiao Ding remained unflinching, as if nothing could stir his emotions. Such a person was truly frightening.

"Elder Tengshan, yes, this situation has something to do with my Xiao Clan. If the Yun Lan Sect truly intends to attack the Mittel Clan, then hand me and half of the Xiao Clan members over. Tell them we are the last remnants of the Xiao Clan. As for the rest of the clan, find a way to discreetly help them escape. No matter what, some of our bloodline must survive," Xiao Ding said coldly.

Hearing his words, many in the hall were stunned, chills creeping up their spines. Xiao Ding's calm suggestion to sacrifice himself and half of his family was ruthless, a strategy devoid of any sentimentality.

Tengshan's eyelid twitched as he stared deeply at Xiao Ding, then glanced at Hai Bodong. He couldn't help but think to himself, The Xiao Clan truly produces remarkable talents…

"Xiao Ding, don't worry. No one will hand you over. Even if it costs me my life, or half the Mittel Clan, I will keep you safe!" Hai Bodong's cold voice rang out, causing everyone to look up. His icy blue eyes flashed with determination, and the dissenting voices were immediately silenced.

"Master Hai, are you still waiting for my third brother to return?" Xiao Ding sighed bitterly.

"Haha! I believe in that kid. Besides, it's not just Xiao Yan. Mo Yu is remarkable as well," Hai Bodong said, laughing heartily.

Hearing the names "Mo Yu" and "Xiao Yan," Ya Fei, who had been standing quietly nearby, couldn't help but clench her jade-like hands as a familiar figure came to her mind.

The hall fell into a contemplative silence. The elders of the Mittel Clan all remembered the brilliance of the Xiao Clan's twin dragons—Xiao Yan and Xiao Ding. Though three years had passed, their accomplishments remained fresh in their memories. If they handed over the Xiao Clan now, they might be provoking two powerful enemies.

Moreover, everyone knew that the Yun Lan Sect had greater ambitions. Even if they handed over the Xiao Clan, it was unlikely that the matter would be peacefully resolved.

"Boom!"

Just as Tengshan sighed and prepared to speak, a loud explosion, like thunder, suddenly echoed across the skies above Jia Ma Holy City.

"Mittel Clan! Hand over the remaining members of the Xiao Clan, or you will be wiped out today!"

Not long after the explosion, a cold and indifferent voice, filled with powerful Dou Qi, reverberated throughout the entire Jia Ma Holy City.

The voice echoed in every corner of the capital. At that moment, countless people raised their heads, gazing towards the source of the voice. From that direction, a pillar of Dou Qi surged skyward like a towering beam of light.

The Mittel Clan, Ya Fei, Hai Bodong, and the others quickly rushed out of the hall, their faces solemn as they looked toward the source of the powerful Dou Qi.

"It seems the Yun Lan Sect has sent many people this time. They truly intend to crush our Mittel Clan in one go," Tengshan said grimly as he watched countless figures in white robes leap across the city's rooftops.

Hearing this, the hearts of Ya Fei, Hai Bodong, and the others sank even further. Their expressions grew darker as they saw the large force closing in.

The Yun Lan Sect's army, like a flood of white robes, surged from the northern part of the city, surrounding the Mittel Clan's headquarters.

Judging by the sheer number of people, the Yun Lan Sect had deployed at least a thousand disciples—a force comparable to a small army.

As the white-robed wave swept through the city, Jia Ma Holy City stirred like a pot of boiling oil. Countless onlookers climbed to their rooftops to witness what was becoming the most shocking event in the empire's history.

"You two, command the manor's defenses. I will lead our forces to block the Yun Lan Sect," Hai Bodong instructed Ya Fei and Xiao Li before launching himself into the air.

Seeing this, Tengshan quickly gave orders. Soon, a group of powerful Mittel Clan members followed Hai Bodong, taking positions at the outer perimeter of the manor to face the advancing Yun Lan Sect army.

Floating in mid-air, Hai Bodong's shoulders trembled slightly, and a pair of Dou Qi ice wings extended from his back. His powerful Dou Qi surged from within, creating a pressure that enveloped a hundred meters around him.

"Hai Bodong, don't resist any longer. Do you really think you can turn the tide alone? If you know what's good for you, hand over the remnants of the Xiao Clan now!"

As Hai Bodong's Dou Qi filled the air, two sharp voices suddenly rang out. Two powerful presences, comparable to Hai Bodong's own, emerged and soared through the sky, arriving in front of the Mittel Clan's headquarters.

The newcomers were two elderly men, both wearing cloud-patterned white robes, clearly marking them as members of the Yun Lan Sect. Their auras were powerful, suggesting they were both Dou Huang (Battle Emperor) level experts. Alongside them was another elder dressed in a beast-patterned black robe, whose aura was no less intimidating than the other two.

Their sudden appearance immediately drew the attention of the entire city. Those who sensed the immense pressure radiating from the three men were filled with shock and fear.

"Three Dou Huang experts? When did the Yun Lan Sect gain so much power?"

Hai Bodong's eyes narrowed as he focused on the three men. His voice echoed with disbelief. "Yun Du? Yun Sha? How could you both have advanced to Dou Huang? And who is this?"

"Heh, are you the only one allowed to become a Dou Huang? The man beside me is Elder Black Panther from the Mulan Valley, here to assist us," Yun Sha replied coldly, then turned to address the disciples of the Yun Lan Sect behind him.

"All Yun Lan Sect disciples, hear me! Today, we shall annihilate the Mittel Clan!"

As Yun Sha's command echoed through the air, a chilling sword aura erupted from the white-robed disciples, casting a shadow over the city.

Shh! Shh!

The disciples of the Yun Lan Sect, who had already surrounded the Mittel Clan's estate, charged forward like tigers descending from the mountains, their sword auras slicing through the air as they rushed toward the manor.

"Kill!"

As the Yun Lan Sect disciples surged toward the Mittel Clan, a cold voice rang out from the manor. Moments later, the sound of bowstrings being drawn echoed through the air. In an instant, countless arrows tore through the sky, transforming into a rain of arrows that fell upon the advancing white-robed army.

The arrow barrage slightly slowed the Yun Lan Sect's charge, but as more and more bright Dou Qi auras emerged, the effectiveness of the arrows diminished. The white-robed wave pressed forward, drawing ever closer to the manor.

Though the battle raged below, the figures floating in the sky were not distracted. After a brief pause, Yun Du, Yun Sha, and Elder Black Panther all launched themselves toward Hai Bodong.

Seeing this, Tengshan attempted to join the fight, but two more figures leaped from the Yun Lan Sect's forces below and intercepted him, hovering in mid-air.

"Yun Fu? Yun Xu? Even you two have come!" Tengshan's heart sank. Both of these men were elders of the Yun Lan Sect, though they were not as powerful as Yun Sha and Yun Du. Nonetheless, they were both Dou Wang (Battle King) level experts.

"The Sect Master has reached his limit with your Mittel Clan. Don't blame us; we're just following orders," Yun Xu said coldly.

Staring at the two men with a heavy heart, Tengshan's face twisted with anger. "Fine! Even if the Mittel Clan falls today, we'll make sure the Yun Lan Sect pays a heavy price!"

With that, Tengshan's Dou Qi wings flared, and he charged directly at Yun Fu and Yun Xu. Moments later, the deafening sound of energy explosions filled the skies above Jia Ma Holy City.

Boom!

The battle erupted in mid-air. Despite his age, Tengshan had once been one of the empire's top ten powerhouses, and his strength was undeniable. However, as the fight dragged on and he faced two opponents, he quickly began to lose ground.

After a fierce exchange of blows, Tengshan managed to steady himself in mid-air, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth. He had sustained a minor injury during the intense battle.

"Tengshan, it's no use resisting. On your own, you may be stronger than us, but together, you don't stand a chance," Yun Fu said sternly, trying to convince him to surrender.

Tengshan barely listened. His attention was focused on the battle between Hai Bodong and the three Dou Huang experts. The clash was fierce, with powerful energy waves rippling through the air. However, it was clear that Hai Bodong was at a disadvantage, especially with the addition of Elder Black Panther from Mulan Valley.

The battle unfolding over the Mittel Clan had drawn the attention of other major forces in the city. The Nalan Clan, the Mu Clan, the Alchemist Association, and even the imperial family watched anxiously. Although they understood that the fall of the Mittel Clan would eventually affect them as well, none of them had the courage to stand against the Yun Lan Sect.

"Hai Bodong is going to lose."

From the royal palace's tall tower, the imperial elder Jia Lao watched the scene with a bitter expression, his eyes slowly closing in despair. "Soon, the Jia Ma Empire will belong to the Yun Lan Sect."

As Jia Lao spoke, the air above the distant battlefield seemed to freeze in time.

Three figures clashed, their combined energy creating a devastating force that even Hai Bodong couldn't withstand. If he took the full brunt of the attack, he would be severely injured.

At that moment, the eyes of the entire city were fixed on the sky. Even the fierce battle around the Mittel Clan's manor momentarily paused.

Watching the scene unfold, Princess Yao Ye stood frozen in place, her heart filled with dread. The Mittel Clan was about to fall, and her own family would likely be next.

The entire city fell into a tense silence as the overwhelming energy from the three Yun Lan Sect experts pressed down, covering the entire city. The oppressive force caused people's skin to prickle with unease.

Then, just as countless onlookers fell into despair, a distant rumble of thunder rolled across the sky.

At first, the thunder was faint, barely perceptible, but within moments, it grew louder and more distinct. Then, with a deafening roar, it crashed over the city like a storm.

And in the wake of that thunderous sound, the combined attack of the three Yun Lan Sect elders crumbled to dust.

On the royal tower, Jia Lao, who had closed his eyes in defeat, suddenly opened them wide in disbelief. His body trembled as he stared at the source of the thunder.

From that direction, a powerful aura was rapidly approaching. Even Jia Lao felt a sense of awe. What shook him the most, however, was the familiarity of this aura.

After a brief moment of shock, Jia Lao's eyes widened in recognition. His aged body trembled with excitement, and his voice quivered as he spoke.

"Could it be... Mo Yu?!"

(End of Chapter)

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