The Brazen Robbery! The Madness of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

(Li Xin concept art)

Lin Jiang looked toward Li Xin, who sat in the spring with his eyes closed, focusing his mind as Light and Dark Soul Power intertwined and circulated around him. Li Xin was at the most critical stage of his breakthrough. Lin Jiang continued instructing Bian Que:

"Li Xin is at a crucial point in breaking through his bottleneck. There can be no mistakes. Bian Que, stay here and guard him. Make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Yes, The Venerable One." Bian Que bowed in response, a trace of solemnity flashing through his gloomy eyes.

Lin Jiang nodded slightly and said to Daji and Daqiao at his side:

"Now that matters here are settled, Daji, Daqiao, let's return."

Following his instructions, the exquisitely engraved Everlasting Lamp in Daqiao's hand glimmered with flowing light.

With a gentle wave, an azure Vortex Gate opened in the void once more.

The three of them stepped into the rippling halo of light one after another, their figures slowly vanishing. Only the ripples remained, spreading outward before finally settling into stillness.

King's Canyon, arena grounds.

Everyone was still immersed in the shock of Zhong Wuyan's earth-shattering, incomparably domineering hammer strike,

and the sight of the Clear Sky Sect's Seventh Elder instantly turning to ash. The entire venue stood dumbfounded and silent.

Several Red Minions silently and efficiently stepped onto the arena, beginning to clear the battlefield and preparing to collect the soul bones Tang Lie had left behind after his death.

Just then—

Screech—!

A violent, blinding streak of blue lightning flashed past like a bolt tearing through the heavens, moving too fast for the naked eye to follow!

"Insolence!"

A furious roar exploded like a thunderstorm from the Nine Heavens!

Everyone's vision blurred. When the lightning faded, they saw Si Kong Zhen's arm, clad in a Thunder Armguard, pressed fiercely against another dragon claw wrapped in blue-violet arcs of electricity!

Lightning erupted between them from the collision of Soul Power, crackling as searing air blasted toward the crowd!

The one who had suddenly launched this sneak attack was none other than the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—Yu Yuanzhen!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yu Yuanzhen burst into wild laughter, his voice shaking the surroundings with undisguised greed and arrogance.

"You King's Hall people are allowed to loot other people's soul bones, but I'm not? Why the hell not?! Today, I'm taking your Divine Artifacts too! The treasures bestowed by the Heavenly Ranking belong to whoever is capable enough to claim them!"

Yet before his laughter could fade, his expression abruptly changed!

Lightning suddenly surged from Si Kong Zhen's arm as a force of thunder far more violent and pure than Yu Yuanzhen had imagined erupted with a boom!

"Boom!"

Yu Yuanzhen was forcibly pushed back several staggering steps by that immense force,

leaving several deep footprints in the ground before he barely managed to steady himself!

A storm raged in his heart, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible?! This Si Kong Zhen... actually possesses such strength?!"

"I am a Level 95 Titled Douluo. Could my Soul Power really be inferior to his?!"

Shocked as he was, his greed instantly overwhelmed his reason.

"Forget it! As long as I can seize even one Divine Artifact, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will make a killing! I'm all in!"

"Attack!" Yu Yuanzhen stabilized his breathing, then sharply waved his hand and gave the order to seize them!

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan members, who had long been poised for action, responded at once!

Led by the second-in-command, Yu Luomian, eight Soul Douluo Elders darted out from different directions and charged straight at the arena's host platform!

For a moment, lightning flashed everywhere across the arena, faint dragon roars echoed, and violent lightning-attribute Soul Power nearly tore the air apart!

This sudden turn of events sent the already tense factions into an uproar!

Inside a VIP room, Hu Liena's beautiful eyes widened as she could hardly believe what she was seeing.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... have they gone mad?! They actually dared to openly rob people right outside King's Hall, in front of everyone?!"

Yue Guan's shrill voice carried a note of doubt.

"Does Yu Yuanzhen believe that King's Hall is already spent after fighting two consecutive battles?"

In another VIP room, Ning Fengzhi abruptly rose to his feet, his expression incomparably grim.

"Brother Yuanzhen... this is far too unwise! This is no longer a challenge. This is making a blood feud!"

He seemed to have already foreseen the fury the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was about to face.

Xue Qinghe remained outwardly composed, but inwardly sneered repeatedly.

"Good! What a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! I thought the Clear Sky Sect was already foolish enough, but I didn't expect someone even more eager to court death! Perfect. This saves Spirit Hall the trouble of cleaning them up later!"

The small and mid-sized sects, along with the independent cultivators, all had their own thoughts as well.

"My heavens! The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is really trying to poke a hole in the sky!"

"It's over, it's over! Something huge is about to happen! Get farther away before we get caught up in it!"

"Heh heh, now this is a show! Let's see how King's Hall handles such a provocation!"

"Rob them! Fight! It'd be best if both sides suffer!"

Some backed away in terror, afraid of being caught in the coming battle.

Others wore excited expressions, eagerly anticipating an even fiercer conflict for fear the world would not descend into chaos.

Still others had flickering eyes as they secretly considered whether they might be able to fish in troubled waters as well.

Meanwhile, deep within King's Hall, inside a quiet courtyard.

Lin Jiang, having returned from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye, was lazily reclining in a bamboo lounge chair.

His eyes were half-closed. He appeared relaxed, but his consciousness had already sunk into the vast ocean-like world of Soul Power within his body.

Level 99!

That boundless, majestic Soul Power had already reached the utmost limit mortals could imagine, filling every corner of his body.

Yet before this ocean of power stood an invisible, formless, but indestructible barrier, firmly blocking his path toward a higher realm.

This year, the final King Hero had already been summoned. The system's usual assistance seemed to have reached its end.

Recently, although heroes under his command had continuously broken through their bottlenecks and fed pure Soul Power back to him, they still could not shake this final, most solid barrier in the slightest.

"Hundred Level Godhood... am I truly going to stop here, with no path ahead?"

He gazed at the distant, dazzling starry sky overhead. His brows gradually furrowed, and a trace of gravity rarely seen on his face quietly emerged.

This bottleneck that had troubled him for so long seemed like an unsolvable riddle.

Just then, a soft knock sounded at the courtyard gate, shattering the night's stillness.

"Lord Venerable One! Biubiubiu~"

A highly recognizable voice sounded from outside, playful yet urgent, like a spy making contact.

Lin Jiang did not even raise his eyelids. His tone carried a hint of helplessness at being disturbed.

"Come in, Yuan Fang. What trivial, unimportant bit of gossip have you dug up this time?"

The door creaked open, and a small, nimble figure darted inside like a groundhog.

His distinctive large ears were particularly conspicuous. It was none other than the spy, Li Yuanfang.

He mysteriously sidled up to Lin Jiang, wearing a serious expression that declared, This matter is of great importance.

Patting the little notebook he carried with him, which recorded all manner of "classified information," he lowered his voice.

"My lord~ this is definitely not some idle gossip this time! It's serious business!"

Only then did Lin Jiang lazily turn his head and glance at him, his tone still carrying a touch of indifference.

"Oh? If it can make our great spy take it so seriously, let's hear it."