When I Slay Enemies, You May All Watch!

When I Slay Enemies, You May All Watch!

"Humph! Die!"

Yu Yuanzhen snorted softly, and his powerful aura erupted in an instant.

He moved!

Faced with the pressure of Chen Changfeng's Source of Destruction, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—the world's number one Beast Spirit—seemed as though it had been provoked. Unmatched blue lightning Soul Power surged forth.

It poured out from Yu Yuanzhen's body and charged straight toward the purple Source of Destruction.

Blue!

It illuminated all of True Dragon Mountain.

Buzz~

A hum rang out.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—nine great soul rings appeared beneath Yu Yuanzhen's feet. Though they paled greatly in comparison to Chen Changfeng's eight-colored soul rings, the pressure of a level ninety-five Peak Douluo with nine soul rings was no weaker.

The purple power of destruction in the sky collided violently with the lightning. A powerful blast wave of Soul Power exploded above the plaza, and the clash of pure killing intent directly sent some weaker soul masters flying to the ground. They were blown into a complete mess, hurriedly releasing their martial spirits and Soul Power to defend themselves. In an instant, all of True Dragon Mountain was illuminated by soul rings of every color.

Like a nine-colored divine mountain swallowing all the colors of the world.

It was as dazzling as the descent of a miracle.

Faced with eight soul rings he had never seen before, Yu Yuanzhen naturally did not dare to underestimate his opponent. Yet with killing intent boiling in his heart, he had only one thought—to kill Chen Changfeng. He immediately shouted, "Seventh Soul Skill—Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Body!"

Accompanied by a long dragon roar, Yu Yuanzhen's body transformed into a dragon in midair.

He became a massive Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

A true dragon!

Yu Yuanzhen was no mere figurehead. His Eighth Soul Skill had already finished gathering power.

At their level, soul skills below the seventh ring could no longer inflict any substantial harm upon their opponents. "Eighth Soul Skill—Dragon Soaring Heavenly Thunder Blast!!!"

If he did not strike, then so be it. But once he struck, it was the Supreme Attack.

As Yu Yuanzhen unleashed his soul skill.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!!!

At that moment, the sky suddenly changed.

Above True Dragon Mountain, where the sky had been clear and boundless moments ago, dark clouds now gathered as Rolling Thunder echoed. Thick clouds covered the sun, and a black mass that nearly blanketed all of True Dragon Mountain inspired awe. The clouds churned and gradually formed an enormous vortex, carrying a pressure that seemed capable of devouring everything.

Yu Yuanzhen's Dragon Soaring Heavenly Thunder Blast gathered thunderclouds through Soul Power. When released, countless bolts of lightning descended from the clouds. As each bolt fell, it took the form of a small thunder dragon and carried a paralyzing effect. It was practically the nightmare of Titled Douluo.

"Is this... going to destroy the world?"

"So strong! The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon truly deserves to be called the world's number one Beast Spirit. That's a true dragon drawing down lightning!"

"Those black clouds are pressing down on us. I can barely breathe."

"Yu Yuanzhen is too powerful."

"..."

Faced with such pressure, the terrified soul masters below were scared out of their wits, afraid that they would be caught in the soul skill's aftermath.

It was no exaggeration to say that such a formidable Peak Douluo could destroy the entire plaza.

Yet, in the face of such a fierce attack, something that stunned everyone happened.

The youth in the arena did not move to stop him at once. Instead, he allowed Yu Yuanzhen to gather power in the sky while calmly shattering the Soul Power restraints on the sixteen Spirit Hall bishops in the plaza. "Leave the plaza."

With only those four words, Chen Changfeng turned and walked toward Yu Yuanzhen.

Proud.

Desolate.

Alone beneath the lightning, facing the vortex of the thunder sea, the youth's figure seemed like a single drop in the vast ocean. That sight alone sent chills down everyone's spine.

"My lord!!!"

The sixteen bishops froze at first. Then, led by the bishop in black, they all dropped to one knee.

A kneeling salute!

The highest-ranking salute of bishops, one that only the Pope of Spirit Hall could receive!

And now, it appeared once again.

No matter who Chen Changfeng was at this moment, it no longer seemed important. After all, he had dared to disregard everything and come alone to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to save their lives. He deserved this kneel.

After all, even His Holiness the Pope would likely consider the bigger picture and would not march upon the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for the sake of a few bishops like them.

"Leave the plaza."

Chen Changfeng did not even turn his head. He continued walking resolutely toward the thunder sea, then said calmly, "Today, I alone will answer Spirit Hall's challenge. While I slay enemies, Spirit Hall soul masters may all watch to their hearts' content!"

They were numb.

Completely numb. What kind of domineering arrogance was this?

One man would face them all!

While killing the enemy, Spirit Hall soul masters may freely claim the spoils!

All sixteen bishops broke out in goosebumps, every one of the thirty-six thousand hairs on their bodies standing on end. Even their breathing became rapid and heavy. It was not just them—even Qian Renxue on the high platform and Spirit Hall's hidden agents among the crowd clenched their fists at that moment.

There was no need to worry about the youth, because Spirit Hall had already won.

At this moment, whether Spirit Hall soul masters or those soul masters who had come drawn by his reputation, all watched nervously, watching that aloof and slender figure of a youth.

The black tide surged forward, yet the youth remained immovable as a mountain.

"Arrogant!"

Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth in hatred, but his Soul Power had now fully gathered. "Seeking death! Then this old dragon will have no choice but to grant your wish!"

As his words fell.

Rolling Thunder resounded as lightning dragons over three meters long, gleaming with electric light, descended from the clouds and swept down toward Chen Changfeng's head.

Boom!!!

The Source of Destruction and Yu Yuanzhen's Dragon Soaring Heavenly Thunder Blast collided violently in midair.

The frenzied explosion swept across the entire plaza and even True Dragon Mountain.

Countless soul masters were thrown into panic.

The trembling roar spread uncontrollably from the sky to the earth. The entire mountaintop shook amid the wail of Soul Power. A Peak Douluo's attack was truly terrifying to such an extent.

"Is it over?"

Immediately after.

Many people in the plaza widened their eyes.

Before the lightning in front of them had even dissipated, purple light already shot into the heavens. At some point, the Destruction Scepter had appeared in the youth's hand. Holding the scepter, he pointed it diagonally toward the sky, forcibly blocking back the descending lightning dragons.

Endless blue light exploded in the sky, turning into tangible Soul Power before dissipating. The Destruction Scepter's dominance was plain to see.

"The number one Beast Spirit in the world?"

In an instant, the youth's aura changed. Under Yu Yuanzhen's powerful Soul Power assault, his hair fluttered as the starry sky trembled.

That was—

The purple light of the Destruction Scepter in the youth's hand flared brilliantly.

Rumble rumble rumble!!!

Suddenly, heaven and earth changed color. Rolling Thunder boomed as a purple Heavenly Light forcibly tore through the thunderclouds overhead and poured down.

It shone upon the youth alone, making him gleam brilliantly.

"Break!!!"

It was a very plain word, yet it rang through heaven and earth like the voice of the heavens.

Destruction Aura swept into the skies.

The next second, Yu Yuanzhen's eighth soul skill exploded in the air. The thunderclouds scattered, the blue light vanished, and the entire sky was replaced by purple.

"So strong!"

Yu Yuanzhen was shaken to the core by the battle, yet his murderous intent remained undiminished. By now, he was nearly insane. "Come together! Today, we must gather the strength of the entire clan and destroy this brat! Clan disciples, form the Myriad Dragon Formation!"

Yu Yuanzhen finally stopped underestimating his opponent.

As his words fell.

A blue beam of light shot into the sky from Vacuum Mountain. Immediately afterward, towering pillars of light rose one after another from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's mountain range—Crane Mountain, Valley Mountain, Soaring Mountain, Tyrant Mountain, Battle Mountain, Mistwind Mountain, Purple Dot Mountain, and South King Mountain.

Nine in total.

They were the phantoms of nine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons.

Foundation—this was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's strongest foundation.

Chen Changfeng: "Are you going all out now?"

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