Ten Thousand Dragons? Divine Skill: Black Dragon Wave!

Ten Thousand Dragons? Divine Skill—Black Dragon Wave!

Brother Changfeng

The sudden turn of events gave Qian Renxue quite a fright.

Chen Changfeng had originally gained an absolute advantage over Yu Yuanzhen, but who could have expected someone from the Clear Sky Sect to emerge at such a critical moment?

BOOM!!!

The Clear Sky Hammer, as massive as a small mountain, came crashing down from the sky. Dragon roars shook the heavens as Yu Yuanzhen seized the opportunity to launch his strongest attack at Chen Changfeng.

The powerful soul skills finally collided. The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan plaza instantly collapsed, while violent Soul Power hurled countless rocks into the sky. The earth shook and the mountains swayed, and all of True Dragon Mountain seemed on the verge of collapse.

"C-Can't hold it any longer!"

At that moment, cracks appeared in the defensive light barrier sustained by thousands of soul masters as it shook violently.

The next second, the barrier exploded, sending countless soul masters tumbling in every direction.

The full-force strikes of two Peak Douluos.

With no regard for the consequences, they had utterly destroyed the entire plaza. Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's mountain gate was caught in the devastation, split cleanly in two from its sect plaque. Calling it earth-shattering and utterly devastated would not have been an exaggeration.

After the Soul Power storm subsided, although most of the soul masters had been injured, they could not help looking into the sky once they regained their footing.

Was it over?

The flying sand and stones blocked everyone's view. The true form of the scepter in the sky had already vanished, but the Clear Sky Hammer was nowhere to be seen either. Only a cloud of blood mist remained in the air, seeping into the dust and dyeing the gray sky a bloody ash color.

At that moment, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

Whoosh~

A wavering black streak burst out from the dust and shot down the mountain at tremendous speed.

That was the mysterious Titled Douluo from the Clear Sky Sect who had appeared just now!

The only thing left on his body was a yellow hundred-year soul ring, confirming his identity, because his other eight rings had all exploded moments ago.

He had run away?

What exactly had happened?

Everyone's gaze returned to the battlefield. No one paid any attention to the bedraggled Tang Xiao fleeing in defeat.

As the smoke and dust dispersed.

Nearly everyone witnessed an extremely horrifying sight.

Yu Yuanzhen's Ninth Soul Skill, True Dragon's Wrath, had been shattered. Of the nine true forms of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons, eight had been destroyed. The sole remaining true body was now firmly nailed to the ground by that purple Destruction Scepter.

True Dragon Mountain fell deathly silent.

Aside from the howling wind of Soul Power, there was no other sound in the air.

The gap in strength could not be made up through numbers. Though the nine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon true forms possessed powerful physiques, appeared as true dragons, and numbered as many as nine, apart from the original body, those Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons only possessed the strength of Soul Douluos. Otherwise, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would truly have defied the heavens—would a single soul skill not then be equivalent to nine Titled Douluos?

But that was not the case.

In fact, Chen Changfeng had already sensed the pressure emanating from the nine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons when they had first made their move. Apart from Yu Yuanzhen's true body, the others were only at the peak Soul Douluo level. Perhaps Yu Yuanzhen could have turned defeat into victory with this skill in any other battle, but before absolute strength, it was simply too weak to withstand a blow.

The young man standing atop the dragon's head had become the sole focus of this world.

It was simply unbelievable.

Faced with the crushing pressure of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's near-divine skill, along with the full-force strike from the Clear Sky Sect expert just now, that young man had actually blocked it all with his own power. He had even heavily injured two Peak Douluos in succession. If they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it even if it were told to them.

"Your Excellency! Please stop!"

At that critical moment, Ning Fengzhi finally spoke after recovering from his shock. "The Empire will not interfere in grudges between sects, but Clan Master Yu is now a Heaven Dou count. If you kill him in public, you will completely drive Spirit Hall into a desperate situation. At that point, it will no longer be something you can resolve alone."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to act as mediator."

"As long as you spare his life, I can persuade the old Clan Master Yu to settle his conflict with Spirit Hall."

Ning Fengzhi was afraid.

It was not because he wanted to play peacemaker.

Rather, he understood that when the lips were gone, the teeth would grow cold. Though the so-called united solidarity of the Upper Three Sects was a joke, the truth was that only the existence of the Upper Three Sects could make Spirit Hall wary and restrain it. If Yu Yuanzhen died today, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would be left leaderless. Then the Upper Three Sects, which could restrain Spirit Hall in the future, would effectively be cutting off both their own arms.

He also wanted Chen Changfeng dead. When Tang Xiao made his move just now, Ning Fengzhi had also looked toward Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

If he had not once again seen that blood-red Eight Desolations Divine Demon Spear at the critical moment, then it would not have been Tang Xiao alone who attacked just now. Sword Douluo Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would have joined him.

Whether through threats or inducements, Yu Yuanzhen could not die.

Qian Renxue had heard every calculation Ning Fengzhi was making in his heart. Seeing that Chen Changfeng was unharmed, she was finally completely relieved. However, he had also offended all of the Upper Three Sects. Ning Fengzhi was right about one thing: if Yu Yuanzhen did not die today, there would still be room to resolve this. But if Brother Changfeng killed Yu Yuanzhen in public, Spirit Hall would completely enrage the Heaven Dou Empire.

There would be no way to settle matters after that.

Spirit Hall would gain an unimaginably powerful hostile empire.

What would Brother Changfeng do?

Qian Renxue's complicated gaze fell upon Chen Changfeng. No matter what choice he made, Qian Renxue would support him unconditionally.

"Settle the conflict?"

Chen Changfeng sneered, showing no sign of releasing Yu Yuanzhen. "Ning Fengzhi, did you not understand what I just said? You're not qualified to play peacemaker!"

Ning Fengzhi: "You—"

"What about me?"

Chen Changfeng suddenly turned his gaze on Ning Fengzhi, a pair of tangible destructive glares shooting forth. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had best keep to itself, or it will meet the same end. I said that after today, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would cease to exist—then it shall cease to exist. If you, Ning Fengzhi, wish to stop me, you may certainly try."

"Spirit Hall!!!"

Yu Yuanzhen let out a bloodthirsty roar, his voice infused with immense Soul Power and echoing throughout the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan mountain range. "Hear my order, clan disciples! All surviving disciples, leave the sect at once! Even if I, Yu Yuanzhen, die today, disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan must remember this for generations: swear to destroy Spirit Hall!"

Trying to run?

Faced with Yu Yuanzhen's deathbed struggle, Chen Changfeng sneered and reached into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's body, pulling out the Destruction Scepter.

It seemed he had not understood what Chen Changfeng meant either.

Chen Changfeng did not waste another word.

Instead, before everyone's eyes, he raised the Destruction Scepter and pointed it at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan mountain range. The third soul ring, which had never lit up before, instantly blazed to life. "Third Soul Skill—Black Dragon Wave!"

At that moment, everyone's eyes widened.

As the youth's voice fell, dense black radiance lit up across the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan mountain range, spanning a hundred miles in every direction.

As far as the eye could see, it was the same.

Before the divine skill had even been unleashed, everyone seemed to see another strange phenomenon within that black radiance.

The black light covering the mountains had formed an unreal world.

It was a desolate world. The sky was a gloomy purple, while the earth itself was covered in a dim red glow. Upon the crimson mountains, withered plants swayed wearily. A fierce wind swept in from afar, instantly grinding the plants into powder and carrying it into the air. Black dust drifted down, like a mournful elegy.

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