Snow Feather Hall

Yun Ming stood alongside Long Xiaoyao and Ya Li. It was Ling Yuxuan's decision to have these three Limit Douluo appear; that was enough.

In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's resting area nearby, Yu Yuanzhen noticed Yun Ming and the others. Seeing Yun Ming and Li Ya's youthful appearances, he revealed a disdainful expression, assuming they were merely juniors who had come to watch the matches. He even shot Long Xiaoyao a provocative look.

Long Xiaoyao naturally noticed Yu Yuanzhen's provocative gaze and turned his eyes toward him. The moment their gazes met, a dense draconic pressure erupted between them.

Yu Yuanzhen's knees went weak, and he dropped straight to the ground. Martial soul pressure—the absolute suppression of a superior dragon race over an inferior one. Before the Dark Sacred Dragon, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon could not even raise its head.

Yu Yuanzhen's kneeling naturally drew everyone's attention.

Yu Yuanzhen was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. Kneeling in front of everyone was social death! (Ahem, like father, like son. Otherwise, who did Yu Xiao Gang learn to look down on everyone from?)

Yu Yuanzhen quickly got to his feet and found a chair to sit in, though his legs were still trembling nonstop.

Just then, a group clad in black leather outfits covered in patches entered the venue, their heads held high as they strode in with confident steps.

The people of the Clear Sky Sect had arrived. Tang Xiao naturally led them, with three elders following behind him.

Everyone revealed shocked expressions upon seeing that the Clear Sky Sect had actually come to participate in the Sect Re-election Conference.

Sword Douluo frowned slightly and sent Ning Fengzhi a voice transmission.

"Fengzhi, the three elders behind Tang Xiao have all broken through to become Titled Douluo."

Ning Fengzhi himself was only a mere Spirit Saint. He could sense that the three men's auras had become far stronger than before, but he had never expected them to break through to Titled Douluo. One sect with four Douluo—terrifying indeed.

Ning Fengzhi's feelings were extremely complicated. He had initially believed that the Clear Sky Sect would not participate in this Sect Re-election Conference. With Sword Douluo, known for the strongest attack in the world, Bone Douluo, known for the strongest defense in the world, and his own support, winning the conference and becoming the number one sect in the world should not have been difficult. Yet now, Snow Feather Hall had suddenly emerged, its strength impossible to discern, and the Clear Sky Sect had joined the conference as well. One misstep, and they might not even be able to retain their place among the Three Upper Sects.

Representatives from the major factions entered one after another. The Two Great Empires had also sent representatives. The Heaven Dou Empire had sent Third Prince Xue Haicang and Prince Xue Xing, while the Silla Empire had sent Zhu Tianxiong, Zhu Zhuqing's father.

Not only that, nearly every notable force on Douluo Continent had come, including the family represented by Dragon Duke and Snake Granny, as well as the three element families of wind, fire, and water.

Soon, a voice rang out.

"Your Holiness Pope has arrived!"

At those words, some independent soul masters and representatives of mid-sized factions promptly knelt to pay their respects.

The Three Upper Sects, however, possessed their own pride and naturally could not possibly bow to Qian Xunji.

Tang Xiao in particular looked at Qian Xunji with utter disdain, practically having the word "trash" written across his face.

Snow Feather Hall was even less likely to bow. Even if Yun Ming and the other two offered their respects, would Qian Xunji dare accept them?

Ning Fengzhi merely bowed slightly, preserving what little dignity remained for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Yu Yuanzhen's entire body was still weak. With just a slight bow, he collapsed face-first onto the ground, suffering another bout of social death. He had utterly disgraced the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Snow Feather Hall was even less likely to bow. Even if Yun Ming and the other two offered their respects, would Qian Xunji dare accept them?

Qian Xunji walked out from the Papal Palace, accompanied by Qian Gu Qingfeng and several elders.

At last, Qian Xunji slowly took his seat. Qian Gu Qingfeng released a wave of pressure, giving everyone present a warning not to attempt any petty tricks.

Several elders took their positions around the arena to prevent the aftershocks of battle from affecting the surrounding spectators.

Qian Xunji swept his gaze across the crowd. After delivering an insignificant opening speech, he announced, "I hereby declare the Three Upper Sects Re-election Tournament to begin!"

Everyone looked toward the arena with grave expressions.

Long Xiaoyao tore open a Space Rift with his bare hands and appeared in the center of the arena.

"I, Long Xiaoyao, represent Snow Feather Hall. I now formally challenge the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Do you dare accept?"

Yu Yuanzhen felt as if he had swallowed several turds, utterly miserable. But tens of thousands of people were watching. He could hardly say that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan refused the challenge! They had already lost enough face. What else could he do but grit his teeth and accept?

Yu Yuanzhen shouted, "Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, battle!"

Dragon wings spread from his back, and he flew onto the arena.

"I am Yu Yuanzhen, clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Martial soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Rank 95 assault-type Titled Douluo!"

Then, a massive blue dragon slowly emerged behind Yu Yuanzhen. Draconic traits began appearing across his body as well. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's secret technique: Dragon Transformation!

Long Xiaoyao wore an utterly calm expression.

"I am Long Xiaoyao, Second Elder of Snow Feather Hall. Martial soul: Dark Sacred Dragon. Please."

As Long Xiaoyao's words fell, an enormous Black Dragon appeared behind him, and spirit rings descended one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red!

Everyone present's jaws dropped. A rank 99 Limit Douluo—after the Sea, Land, and Air Three Absolutes, another Limit Douluo had appeared! Moreover, he possessed two hundred-thousand-year spirit rings. Yet such an existence was merely Snow Feather Hall's Second Elder. Just how terrifying were its First Elder and Hall Master?

Long Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back. "Junior, do not be so conceited. There is always a higher heaven beyond the heavens, a higher mountain beyond the mountains, and someone stronger beyond every person. Blindly provoking someone you cannot afford to offend comes at a price.

"I will not bully you today. I will suppress my strength to rank 95, the same level as yours, and have a match with you. If you lose, then from this day onward, the title of the world's strongest beast martial soul will belong to my Dark Sacred Dragon."

Yu Yuanzhen nodded. "Senior's lesson is correct. Yu will remember it."

Knowing he was no match for Long Xiaoyao, Yu Yuanzhen immediately activated his complete Dragon Transformation and simultaneously unleashed his Seventh Spirit Ability, Martial Soul Avatar. He completely transformed into a hundred-meter-long blue dragon, wreathed in lightning.

Though it was supposedly a blue dragon, it looked more like a massive lizard with two wings growing from its back. Its appearance was exceptionally ugly.

Long Xiaoyao remained standing in place with his hands behind his back.

Yu Yuanzhen knew he was no match for Long Xiaoyao, but even in defeat, he had to make it look good.

His Ninth Spirit Ring immediately lit up.

"True Dragon's Wrath: Roar Shakes the Heavens!"

Immense Soul Power surged continuously through Yu Yuanzhen's body. Soul Power fused with the power of lightning, transforming into nine enormous lightning dragons that charged directly at Long Xiaoyao.

Long Xiaoyao laughed, as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world.

"You call that blue lizard a true dragon? Today, I will show you what a real true dragon is."

Long Xiaoyao's Sixth Spirit Ring lit up.

"Sixth Spirit Ability, Dragon Emperor Other Dimension!"

A massive vortex condensed from Darkness Power appeared in the sky, gradually transforming into an enormous sphere of dark energy.

Long Xiaoyao held the Dragon Emperor Other Dimension aloft with one hand and hurled it at Yu Yuanzhen.

The instant the two attacks collided, wave after wave of energy rippled outward. In that instant, everyone seated around the arena felt as though they had seen their great-grandmothers.

Fortunately, Qian Gu Qingfeng intervened in time and dispersed the energy ripples.

Brilliant lightning flashed continuously within the arena, illuminating Long Xiaoyao's figure amid the thunderous light.

When the energy fluctuations subsided, Yu Yuanzhen's body fell from midair and crashed heavily onto the ground, cracking the arena beneath him. Before Yu Yuanzhen could rise, a black dragon claw seized him by the throat, lifted him from the ground, and flung him off the arena.

At the same time, Long Xiaoyao announced to the surrounding crowd in a voice infused with Soul Power, "From this day onward, the world's strongest beast martial soul shall be my Dark Sacred Dragon!"

Everyone present stood agape. Yu Yuanzhen, just how weak were you?

Your opponent had suppressed his strength to the same realm as yours, yet your Ninth Spirit Ability had not even damaged his clothes. You were instantly defeated by a single Sixth Spirit Ability. Well, there went the title of the world's strongest beast martial soul too. This time, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had truly disgraced itself beyond measure.