Flesh Against a Two Thousand Year Spirit Beast! The Ancestral Dragon Colt Appears

The next instant.

The black shadow that had shot toward him finally revealed its true form.

It was another Xi Guang Linju!

However, its entire body was pitch-black, and the scales covering it were thicker and more solid than those of its kin. Rudimentary Dragon Horns had even emerged from its head, while its golden vertical pupils brimmed with savagery and madness.

Its aura was far stronger than that of the One Thousand Four Hundred Year Linju!

This was a mutated beast with ancestral bloodline reversion! Its degree of Dragon Transformation far surpassed that of its parents!

In that split second, Yu Xiaoheng's thoughts raced.

The intelligence was wrong.

Although he had been cautious every step of the way since crossing over, he had previously been an overlooked young master. The merchant caravan force he had built from scratch was limited, and the intelligence he could gather was ultimately incomplete.

He had only discovered that there was a small Xi Guang Linju herd here. He had never known that the herd concealed an older cub with a mutated bloodline that had already begun living independently!

Whether in dragon affinity or light affinity, this cub far surpassed the former!

Yu Yuanzhen stopped.

He had absolute faith in his eldest son's judgment.

Besides, with the strength of a Titled Douluo, even if that beast reached his son, he was fully confident he could erase it in an instant.

But the others did not know that.

"Young Sect Master!"

"Retreat, quickly!"

The elders were horrified, and the disciples descended into chaos, terrified that the newly established Young Sect Master might suffer any mishap.

Liu Erlong's heart instantly leaped into her throat. Her lovely face turned pale as she instinctively prepared to rush forward.

Deep within the dense forest.

Two breathtakingly beautiful figures stood quietly there. They were Ah Yin and Rou'er, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in human form.

"Rou'er, has this child... gone mad?" Ah Yin's voice trembled slightly.

Rou'er stared wide-eyed as well.

"He does not even have a Soul Ring. He cannot be considered a true Soul Master at all! Facing a dragon-type Spirit Beast over Two Thousand Years old with such a powerful bloodline... isn't that simply seeking death?"

They could see it clearly. In their eyes, the youth's choice was no different from suicide.

Yet before their astonished words had even faded—

Yu Xiaoheng moved.

"Roar—!"

A resounding Dragon's Roar came not from the Spirit Beast, but from within Yu Xiaoheng himself!

Dazzling golden light soared into the sky from behind him. A sacred and majestic Golden Holy Dragon Phantom manifested in an instant, its Dragon's Might vast and overwhelming, pressing the surrounding air into stillness!

Immediately afterward, silver-blue Thunder Marks spread and flashed rapidly across the skin of his body like living creatures.

Crackle!

Facing the sharp claws that swept toward him on a foul wind, Yu Xiaoheng advanced rather than retreating. His right fist clenched tight, wrapped in immense Power of Lightning, and he threw a fearless punch!

Boom—!

Fist and claw collided with a deep, thunderous crash.

A violent shockwave exploded outward from the two of them, sending dust flying into the sky.

Yu Xiaoheng was hurled back several meters, but the moment he landed, he rolled and rose steadily to his feet. Other than some damage to his sleeve, he was completely uninjured.

On the other side, the menacing Xi Guang Linju was likewise forced several steps back by the tremendous force. Silver-blue arcs of electricity crackled across its black foreclaw, drawing a pained whinny from it.

After one exchange, they were evenly matched!

This sight brought every sound in the area to an abrupt halt.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

How... was that possible?

The Young Sect Master did not even have his First Spirit Ring yet!

They did not know that Yu Xiaoheng's confidence came from the fourth realm of Thunder Pool body tempering—Perfected Dragon Body!

Ordinary Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples could only possibly achieve such a body-tempering accomplishment after reaching the Level 40 or 50 Soul Ancestor or Spirit King realm! Yet Yu Xiaoheng possessed an enhanced version—Perfected Holy Dragon Body!

That did not mean his physique could directly contend against a Spirit King, but the sheer strength of his body had already reached a terrifying level.

Without using Spirit Skills, ordinary Level 30 Soul Elders were no match for him at all!

Moreover, his Golden Holy Dragon Spirit was naturally endowed with Thunder Marks. Having refined the power of thirty-six Jade Marrow Thunder Stones, he could wield this destructive force even without a Soul Ring!

After a brief silence.

"Long live the Young Sect Master!"

No one knew who shouted first, but immediately afterward, cheers like a mountain-shaking tsunami erupted and resounded through the heavens!

"Long live the Young Sect Master!"

"Victory to the clan!"

The disciples' gazes upon Yu Xiaoheng changed completely. Their previous reverence had turned into fanatical worship!

The anger in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes quietly faded, replaced by deep satisfaction and pride.

He stroked his beard, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curling upward.

Good!

What a Yu Xiaoheng!

This not only displayed combat ability far beyond that of his peers, but also established, through absolute dominance, a position within the clan that no one could ever shake again!

"This... this guy..."

Rou'er stood frozen in shock, unable to say a word.

Ah Yin's delicate body trembled as she murmured, "A youth without a Soul Ring, relying solely on his body and the power innate to his Martial Soul to face a Two Thousand Year Spirit Beast head-on... is... is he even human?"

They were utterly stunned. The youth called the "Young Sect Master" was simply unbelievably fierce.

What followed held no further suspense.

Several elders attacked at once. The Xi Guang Linju with its ancestral bloodline reversion did not even have a chance to resist before powerful Soul Power crushed it firmly to the ground.

An elder immediately stepped forward and cried out joyfully:

"Congratulations, Young Sect Master! Congratulations!"

"This beast's bloodline is even stronger than the previous one's! It possesses even purer Dragon bloodline and is a perfect match for your Holy Dragon Spirit! We can keep it captive and reserve it as your Second Spirit Ring once the Young Sect Master breaks through to Level 20!"

At those words, everyone rejoiced.

Only one person's face darkened as though it could drip water.

Yu Xiaogang held Luo San Pao in his arms, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms.

The flames of jealousy burned madly within him.

He understood very well that whether it was the One Thousand Four Hundred Year one or this Two Thousand Year one before him, both possessed Dragon bloodline. If Luo San Pao could absorb them, it would surely evolve toward becoming a true dragon!

But now, both Spirit Beasts had become Yu Xiaoheng's possessions.

He did not have even the slightest chance.

Why... why did all the benefits belong to him!

At that moment, someone came to their senses and immediately bowed, presenting a Jade Dagger with both hands. In a respectful voice, he said:

"Please, Young Sect Master, kill this beast and absorb your First Spirit Ring!"

All eyes focused on Yu Xiaoheng, filled with eager anticipation.

Yu Xiaoheng accepted the dagger.

In the forest, Ah Yin and Rou'er's hearts rose again.

Although they knew hunting Spirit Beasts was an unavoidable path for Soul Masters and felt some reluctance, what they felt even more at this moment was amazement.

"He actually dares absorb a One Thousand Four Hundred Year Spirit Ring as his First Spirit Ring... has he truly gone mad?" Rou'er whispered.

Ah Yin shook her head, her expression complicated.

"No... perhaps he has not gone mad. If... if he truly succeeds in absorbing it, then the fortune of this Young Sect Master may be unparalleled in the entire history of Douluo Continent."