The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Submission

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Hearing their doubts, Ye Buqun merely smiled calmly. "Didn't I tell you I'm not from the Clear Sky Sect?"

"Cut the bullsh... Huh?!"

Before they could finish speaking, Ye Buqun extended his left hand again, blue lightning blooming in his palm.

Then, a dragon's roar tore through the air, and the phantom of a massive Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon appeared behind Ye Buqun!

Not only that, but the nine soul rings floating beneath his feet were exactly the same as Clan Leader Yu Yuanzhen's.

Everyone present had their worldview shattered once again.

He was also from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!

He possessed Twin Martial Souls: the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the Clear Sky Hammer?!

How was that possible? From ancient times to the present, no one had ever heard of these two great clans of the Upper Three Sects intermarrying. How could such Twin Martial Souls exist?

And his second martial soul was still at the level of a Title Douluo, just like Yu Yuanzhen's!

What they did not know was that while the awakening ceremony had been taking place, Ye Buqun had already used the Sixth Soul Skill of his Body Martial Soul to copy the two strongest people there.

Yu Luomian and Yu Yuanzhen.

In other words, Ye Buqun could now not only use Yu Yuanzhen's top-tier Beast Martial Soul, but also the level eighty-one Purple Lightning Demonic Dragon!

To those present, the Masked Youth before them was an utterly monstrous freak!

How could there be someone on the continent who possessed both the strongest Beast Martial Soul and the strongest Tool Martial Soul?!

"This is why I came. I want your entire clan to submit to me!" Ye Buqun suddenly spoke in a deep, resonant voice that seemed to explode through the void. Though he was not loud, the pressure contained within his words made everyone present shudder.

Suddenly, Ye Buqun extended his right palm as well, and an earth-shaking roar surged into the sky!

Seventh Soul Skill: Billion-Year Mirror True Body!!!

Ye Buqun switched the Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand to his original Mirror Beast Martial Soul. At once, an enormous divine beast over a thousand meters long appeared in midair. From its appearance, it resembled a gigantic qilin covered entirely in mirrors!

The seventh black soul ring also became exceptionally huge, encircling the massive Mirror Beast. Yet the black soul ring spun at high speed, gradually turning seven-colored, brilliant and dazzling!

Could this be the color produced by a billion-year soul ring?

Everyone present felt an incomparably vast pressure and involuntarily fell to their knees!

That power, which looked down upon all things, was simply beyond what mortals could withstand.

Not even Title Douluos could resist it!

Everyone present felt their martial souls beginning to stir restlessly.

If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was the king among Beast Martial Souls, then this Billion-Year Mirror Beast was an emperor among emperors!

At this moment, even Yu Yuanzhen's knees hit the ground.

He wanted to contend against this aura, but no matter what he did, he could not resist it. He felt as though his entire body was being pinned down, sweat beading on his forehead, and even breathing became difficult.

At that moment, he seemed to understand.

This youth was neither from the Clear Sky Sect nor from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He was a supreme deity with the legendary Triple Martial Soul, something that barely existed even in legends!

He had never even fucking heard of such a thing.

Mirror Beast, Clear Sky Hammer, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—Triple Martial Soul?! This was utterly absurd!

Yet the irresistible pressure weighing upon them was undeniably real!

"Th-the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is willing to submit to Your Divine Excellency!" Under that overwhelming pressure, Yu Yuanzhen forced out those words with all his strength.

Everyone present heard him!

The moment he spoke, that incomparably immense pressure vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed!

The youth before them was someone they simply could not afford to provoke. He might even be one of the immensely powerful gods of legend, with strength perhaps surpassing Spirit Hall. Yu Yuanzhen did not want to gamble the lives of his entire clan here.

Later, when Spirit Hall attacked the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen chose mutual destruction because the enemy wanted to wipe them out. Death was inevitable either way, so he might as well fight them to the bitter end.

But now, the Masked Youth had not killed a single member of the clan. At most, Yu Yuanzhen had suffered minor injuries in the earlier battle. It seemed Ye Buqun had no intention of destroying them.

Yu Yuanzhen chose submission. If anyone present had been the clan leader, they would have made the same choice.

As the immense pressure vanished, everyone rose from the ground, while Ye Buqun returned to normal and descended from the air.

"Oh my, oh my, you're all far too polite! Being willing to submit to me means you recognize me as your boss, right? There's no need to be so formal."

The mood in the courtyard abruptly changed. Ye Buqun's world-conquering aura from moments ago vanished completely as he spoke words that left everyone baffled.

Huh?

Weren't you the one who told us to submit to you? Now you're denying it after putting your pants back on?!

Then Ye Buqun continued, "All right, I understand from those sincere looks in your eyes. Since you're all so shamelessly determined to acknowledge me as your boss, I'll reluctantly accept."

Five black lines appeared over Yu Yuanzhen's head. There was nothing reluctant about it. If you didn't agree, then forget it—didn't a sect of the Upper Three Sects have any dignity?

Then, Ye Buqun fetched a tall stool, stood on it, and patted Yu Yuanzhen on the shoulder. "Little Yuan, since you're all willing to be my lackeys, call me Big Brother."

Yu Yuanzhen's expression shifted slightly.

He was the dignified clan leader. If he really did that, how could he face his disciples in the future?

Seeing that even their eldest brother dared not make a sound, Yu Luomian and the others did not dare utter a peep.

If they angered this unknown deity and things truly escalated, the losses would outweigh the gains.

"Forget it, I was just teasing you."

After all, the man was already quite old. It was not very appropriate to make fun of him like that in public. As he spoke, Ye Buqun took out a Clown Mask identical to the one on his face and placed it in Yu Yuanzhen's hand. "Take this as a token. Since you are willing to submit to me, if anything happens in the future, bring this mask to find me. I'll come help."

With that, Ye Buqun turned around, activated Clear Sky Douluo Possession, and flew into the air with a thought.

Suddenly, Yu Yuanzhen shouted, "May I ask Your Excellency's name?"

"My name is Ye Buqun. Ye as in leaf, Buqun as in unmatched!" With that, the Masked Youth disappeared from everyone's sight.

Yu Yuanzhen stared at the mask the youth had left in his hand, unable to calm his heart for a long time.

Fuck, knowing only your name, where the hell are we supposed to find you with this lousy mask?!

In truth, when Ye Buqun copied Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian, the system issued him a new mission.

This mission was to have him go to the Star Dou Great Forest and rescue a young girl—