Sacred Dragon Roars Heaven, First Titled Douluo Slain

Above the Long Family grounds, six terrifying Titled Douluo-level auras collided like six pillars holding up the heavens, stirring the wind and clouds and making every Soul Master below struggle to breathe as their soul power stagnated.

Yu Boxuan faced his old rival Long Xiao. The two experts above Level 95 instantly clashed, the Thunder Dragon Domain fiercely contending against the other side's Black Fiend Domain. Every collision sent the energies of heaven and earth into turmoil, creating the most terrifying spectacle.

Yu Qingtian sought out Long Sha, tyrannical blue lightning and sinister black flame wildly intertwining. Thunderous Might and eerie black fiend energy continuously annihilated one another, leaving the battle at a stalemate.

Yet more eyes were focused on the third battlefield—the youngest, yet most unbelievable figure of them all. Yu Yuanchen faced Long Ye, the Long Family's newly advanced Level 91 Titled Douluo!

Long Ye stared at the outrageously young figure before him, whose aura was as unfathomable as the sea. His eyes were filled with jealousy, venom, and an indescribable trace of fear. He had secluded himself for nearly twenty years and had only luckily broken through to become a Titled Douluo. He had thought he would become the trump card to change his family's fortunes, the hope of crushing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Yet the other side had produced such a monstrous genius!

"You little bastard, even if you've stumbled upon some lucky opportunity, you'll still be buried here today!" Long Ye roared, trying to bolster his morale with words and suppress the unease in his heart. Two Yellow, Two Purple, and Five Black—Nine Soul Rings rose beneath his feet in an instant. The powerful pressure of a Titled Douluo erupted without restraint. Behind him appeared the phantom of a demonic flood dragon covered in Black Scales, with a single horn on its head and Deep Black Flame coiling around its body. It let out a hoarse roar!

However, at the very instant he unleashed his Black Flame Flood Dragon Martial Soul—

"Roar—!!!"

A dragon roar seeming to come from the dawn of the Primordial Era, carrying supreme majesty and sacred presence, exploded from within Yu Yuanchen! Behind him, the phantom of a Thunder Sacred Dragon emerged proudly, Purple-Gold runes flowing across its body, Dragon Eyes cold and indifferent, Life and Death Thunder Clouds coiling around it!

True supreme Dragon Clan pressure, mixed with a trace of Heavenly Might that had endured the cleansing of Heavenly Tribulation and fused into his Bone Marrow, swept outward like a tangible tsunami!

This Dragon Might was pure and vast, carrying an inviolable trace of Divinity! It imposed absolute suppression from bloodline and Martial Soul Origin upon Dragon Martial Souls—especially Sub-Dragon Species like the Black Flame Flood Dragon, which possessed True Dragon Bloodline with dark, frigid attributes!

"Thud!" "Thud!"

On the battlefield below, every Long Family Soul Master with a dragon or flood dragon Martial Soul—whether Soul Ancestor, Soul King, or Soul Sage—had their expressions change drastically. Their Martial Souls transmitted uncontrollable terror and trembling from within. Those with weaker cultivation levels had their Both Legs give out and fell directly to their knees, unable even to lift their heads! Before this Purple-Gold Holy Dragon, their Black Flame Flood Dragon Martial Souls were like loaches encountering a True Dragon. It was absolute crushing suppression from the level of life and Martial Soul Origin!

In contrast, although the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Martial Souls also felt that supreme pressure, it came from the same source and carried the righteous grandeur of thunder. Not only did it fail to suppress them, it instead inspired them as though a monarch had personally gone to war. Their fighting spirit surged, their soul power circulated more smoothly, and their momentum soared like a rainbow!

"Th-this... what Martial Soul is this?!" Long Ye bore the brunt of it and felt it most intensely! The fear and urge to submit transmitted by his Black Flame Flood Dragon Martial Soul nearly tore apart his will! To his horror, he discovered that under the dual suppression of this terrifying Dragon Might and Heavenly Might, his Titled Douluo soul power was running sluggishly. At most, he could only wield sixty percent of his strength!

"Impossible!" Long Ye's eyes nearly split apart as he refused to accept this reality.

"Can't even take this? Then you're nothing special after all!" Yu Yuanchen hovered in the air, the thunder runes between his brows blazing as his gaze turned as cold as ten-thousand-year black ice. He did not waste another word. With a thought, he went all out!

On the journey back to the family, he had already used his initially tempered skull and his connected spiritual power and Qi and Blood to begin forging his Golden Body! At this moment, his dense and pure True Dragon Bloodline was completely awakened. No longer was it Dragon Transformation limited to Both Arms—it was full-body Dragon Transformation!

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Amid bone-cracking sounds that made teeth ache, Yu Yuanchen's body expanded slightly, becoming even more slender and perfect. Beneath his dark blue battle attire, layers of profound dragon scales with edges gleaming Purple-Gold rapidly covered his entire body, as though he had been clothed in a naturally formed sacred dragon armor! His hands and feet completely transformed into vicious yet perfect Dragon Claws, cold light flickering at their tips as fine Purple-Gold lightning danced around them.

A dragon tail covered in Purple Gold Scale quietly extended from behind him. With the slightest sway, it tore through the air with an explosive crack. Though his head had not completely undergone Dragon Transformation, phantom Dragon Horns protruded from his forehead, lending his face even greater majesty. Within his Dragon Eyes, Purple-Gold lightning flowed like liquid thunder!

True, complete Dragon Transformation! At this moment, he seemed like a Humanoid Thunder Sacred Dragon descended into the mortal world!

Even more terrifyingly, after Skull Tempering, his immense Spiritual Power could now circulate together with his soul power and Bloodline Power. He could "nourish the spirit with essence and qi," making up for the lack of a specialized spiritual cultivation method. His Spiritual Power was slowly growing at all times, incomparably refined. Within his Dragon Might, fused with the power of Heavenly Tribulation, naturally dwelled an abyssal, prison-like Heavenly Might that carried out punishment on behalf of heaven. Anyone below Soul Sage level could scarcely even approach his surroundings!

"Heavenly Tribulation Sacred Dragon Domain, activate!"

Yu Yuanchen shouted softly, and the red hundred-thousand-year Seventh Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up! This was not simply a Martial Soul Avatar—it was the fusion of domain and true body!

Centered on him, a Purple-Gold domain over a hundred meters in diameter erupted into existence! Within the domain was no longer the simple Purple Lightning Domain, but an even more terrifying scene—like a miniature thunder world that had just endured the cleansing of Heavenly Tribulation! The ground was charred Lightning-struck Rock. Life and Death Thunder Clouds floated unsteadily through the air. Countless tiny Electric Snakes of different colors swam among them, filled with the contradictory aura of Destruction and New Life.

Within this domain, all of Yu Yuanchen's attributes were terrifyingly enhanced, while his enemy's soul power, Spiritual Power, and even movements would be comprehensively suppressed and endlessly bombarded by thunder!

"Kill!"

Yu Yuanchen flicked his dragon tail, and his figure vanished instantly! He moved faster than the limit of visual perception!

Long Ye only saw a blur before a fatal sense of danger struck from the side! Roaring wildly, he condensed black flame into a shield while rapidly retreating.

"Boom!!"

A fist covered in Purple-Gold dragon scales smashed into the black flame shield as if through Instantaneous Movement! There was no earth-shaking explosion. The solidified black flame shield was like fragile glass, instantly covered in Cracks before shattering with a roar! The Ultimate Thunder and terrifying force carried by that fist penetrated the defense and violently struck Long Ye's chest!

"Pfft—!"

Long Ye felt as though a giant hammer had struck his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief! With just one punch, he had been wounded!

"How is this possible?! His strength... his speed..." Long Ye roared inwardly. The other side's power had far exceeded his expectations.

Yu Yuanchen pressed his advantage without mercy. With a sweep of his Dragon Claws, condensed Purple-Gold thunder claw strikes tore through the sky, pursuing Long Ye relentlessly like maggots on bone. The External Soul Bone Dragon Spear in his hand seemed to come alive, thrusting like a dragon. Every strike carried terrifying force capable of piercing space itself, intimidating lightning gleaming at its tip and chilling Long Ye to the bone.

Long Ye pushed the Black Flame Flood Dragon's strangeness and speed to the limit, weaving through the black flames. At times, he counterattacked by spitting highly corrosive Black Flame Dragon Breath; at others, he used his Flood Dragon Tail to unleash binding Soul Skills, attempting to restrict Yu Yuanchen's movements.

The Holy Dragon Yu Yuanchen had transformed into unleashed the enhanced Swimming Dragon Movement. His massive Dragon Body displayed unimaginable agility, leaving several afterimages in the air that were impossible to distinguish as real or false as he fiercely attacked Long Ye from different directions! Dragon Claws, dragon tail, dragon breath—his offensive was like a raging storm!

Long Ye defended with all his strength, his Black Flame Demonic Dragon True Body thrashing madly as he unleashed all sorts of Soul Skills without regard for the cost. Black Flame Soars Heaven, attempting to corrode; Demonic Flood Dragon Annihilation, attempting to bind; Poisonous Mist spreading, attempting to interfere...

It had to be said that Long Ye had cultivated to Titled Douluo through his own efforts, and his development of the Black Flame Flood Dragon Martial Soul and understanding of battle truly had unique merits. Even with his strength suppressed to sixty percent, even while completely at a disadvantage, he still relied on his rich Combat Experience and precise grasp of timing to narrowly avoid fatal attacks time and time again. Sometimes he deflected part of the force with skill, and sometimes he used mutually destructive tactics to force Yu Yuanchen to pull back slightly.

He was like an old yet resilient boat in a raging storm, stubbornly holding on beneath Yu Yuanchen's violent onslaught.

Claw shadows collided with black flames, the Dragon Spear struck the demonic flood dragon, thunder annihilated Poisonous Mist... The two moved at high speed through the air, battling without pause as deafening booms rang out continuously.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty exchanges had passed.

Long Ye was drenched in blood. His Black Flame Demonic Dragon True Body had dimmed, and his body was covered in charred fist marks, deep claw wounds, and gashes torn open by the Dragon Spear. His aura had weakened to the extreme. The only reason he had held on this long was the ruthless determination not to fall and the deep reserves of a Titled Douluo.

But he knew that he was nearing his limit. The other side's domain suppression was too powerful, the thunder seemingly endless. Furthermore, his opponent overwhelmed him in strength, speed, and defense. If this continued, death was inevitable!

"You little beast, you forced me to do this! Ninth Soul Skill..." A trace of madness flashed through Long Ye's eyes as he prepared to unleash his final Desperate Fight.

However, Yu Yuanchen would not give him that chance.

"It's time to end this. Sacred Dragon Descends · Final Thunder Prison!"

The Holy Dragon Yu Yuanchen had transformed into suddenly spiraled into the sky, Purple-Gold Lightning around his body surging to the extreme! He activated the strongest ultimate art granted by the Martial Soul Avatar of the Seventh Soul Ring, combining his Ultimate Thunder and Heavenly Tribulation Artistic Conception to draw upon all the Thunder Power within the domain!

In an instant, the entire "Heavenly Tribulation Sacred Dragon Domain" seemed to come alive. Countless terrifying bolts of thunder in different colors, as if they possessed life, transformed into roaring Thunder Dragons that lunged at Long Ye in the center from every direction—above, below, and all around! They sealed off every path of escape, and the aura of Destruction filled every inch of air!

Despair finally appeared in Long Ye's eyes. He howled as he burned every last trace of his remaining soul power and Life Force. His Black Flame Demonic Dragon True Body swelled as he attempted one final death struggle—"Flood Dragon Burns Heaven..."

However, his roar was swallowed by the endless roars of the Thunder Dragons.

"Rumble—!!!"

Blinding lightning devoured everything. The destructive energy fluctuations made even the Titled Douluo on the other two battlefields turn their eyes toward it.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The lightning gradually faded.

Where Long Ye had stood, his massive Black Flame Demonic Dragon True Body had vanished. Only a charred, shattered corpse, barely human in shape, remained as it fell helplessly from the sky.

The Long Family's newly advanced Titled Douluo, Long Ye, had fallen!

The entire battlefield sank into deathly silence at that moment.

Whether it was Yu Boxuan and Long Xiao, who had been madly trading blows, Yu Qingtian and Long Sha, who had been fiercely entangled in battle, or the members of the two families slaughtering one another below, all unconsciously stopped moving. In horror, they stared at the Purple-Gold dragon figure slowly retracting his spear in the sky.

As a Soul Sage, in just over thirty exchanges, he had forcefully slain a Titled Douluo!

This scene was deeply branded into the souls of everyone present, never to be forgotten for the rest of their lives!