The moment the Jade Scale Dragon King's primordial spirit—his dragon soul—was seized in Ye Zhen's Four-Colored Primordial Spirit's hand, the Jade Scale Dragon King was dumbfounded.
What the hell? He had not even reacted before Ye Zhen had captured his primordial spirit alive.
Just how vast was the gap in their strength?
However, the Jade Scale Dragon King knew full well that the hatred between him and Ye Zhen ran as deep as the sea. There was no possibility of reconciliation whatsoever. Once he fell into Ye Zhen's hands, there was only one word awaiting him: death.
Thus, although the Jade Scale Dragon King already knew that the difference in strength between himself and the current Ye Zhen was terrifyingly immense, he still did not give up resisting.
Amid a hysterical Dragon Roar, the Jade Scale Dragon King's captured primordial spirit refused to behave. As its spiritual radiance surged, it forcefully spread apart Ye Zhen's Four-Colored Primordial Spirit hand and transformed into a fifty-meter dragon soul.
A small, exquisite jade-colored dragon horn flew from the dragon soul's mouth, swelling as it rode the wind.
It was the Acquired Spirit Treasure Jade Wave Dragon Horn, which had caused Ye Zhen tremendous losses years ago and nearly killed him at the Jade Scale Dragon King's hands.
"Still refusing to behave!"
With a crack of thunder, a Taiyin Divine Thunder slammed down on the spot, blasting the Jade Scale Dragon King's dragon soul into unceasing screams.
More importantly, the Taiyin Divine Thunder was particularly effective against divine souls and primordial spirits. When it struck a divine soul or primordial spirit directly, its power was enormous.
That single blast left the Jade Scale Dragon King's dragon soul reeling and dazed. The dragon soul power he had accumulated over countless years was wiped away by