Who Dared Touch Her?!

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Luomian and Bibi Dong sat in the seats of honor, while several members of Spirit Hall stood below them.

Outside the hall, numerous disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had gathered.

"Are those the people from Spirit Hall?"

A direct-line disciple frowned.

"I heard our Young Sect Master's wife is Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden. It looks like they didn't come with good intentions."

One of the direct-line disciples, who knew some of the details, spoke with a frown.

"Who cares what they are? The Holy Maiden marrying our Young Sect Master is already marrying up. Does Spirit Hall really dare come here and demand an explanation?!"

Someone scoffed.

In the hearts of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's disciples, Yu Tianjun was an absolute prodigy destined to revive the sect.

From childhood to adulthood, which disciple in the sect close to Yu Tianjun's age had not been beaten by him?

Ever since Yu Tianjun returned from Slaughter City some time ago, word had spread, and all the disciples had become even more wholeheartedly convinced by him.

What kind of place was Slaughter City? In a thousand years, fewer than ten people had emerged from it.

A man like Yu Tianjun was more than worthy of any woman. Even the gods of legend were nothing more than that.

The many disciples glared into the main hall with unfriendly expressions.

Yu Luomian frowned as he spoke.

"Why have the three of you come to my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

Porcupinefish Douluo sneered.

"Our Holy Maiden is sitting right up there. Why do you think we came? Hand the Holy Maiden over, and we'll leave immediately."

Porcupinefish Douluo did not make his words too absolute.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was, after all, one of the Upper Three Sects. That old dragon Yu Yuanzhen was not someone to be trifled with.

"Hmph. You expect us to hand her over just because you say so? Xiao Dong and our Young Sect Master are in love. Must you people insist on tearing them apart?"

Yu Luomian spoke displeasedly.

Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

"Forget the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Young Sect Master. Even if you add Tang Hao to the mix, neither of them can touch the Holy Maiden."

"Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden cannot marry outside!"

Porcupinefish Douluo sneered.

A trace of anger rose in Yu Luomian's eyes.

"You three are going too far, aren't you?"

A voice rang out, and Chen Xin's figure appeared in the hall.

Yu Luomian breathed a sigh of relief, while Porcupinefish Douluo and the other two darkened slightly.

"Sword Douluo Chen Xin, is your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect going to wade into this mess as well?!"

Porcupinefish Douluo spoke grimly, his tone carrying no small amount of threat.

Chen Xin glanced at him, then looked instead at the one among the three who had not spoken.

"Qianjun Douluo, is this also the Worship Hall's intention?"

The man addressed smiled faintly, though his eyes remained exceptionally calm.

"Chen Xin, if your father and grandfather were here, I would turn around and leave today. But unfortunately, you are only rank ninety-three now. Do you truly intend to make an enemy of Spirit Hall?"

Qianjun Douluo's gaze deepened as the pressure unique to a Super Douluo rose around him.

These old monsters from Spirit Hall had already reached their peak. Limited by their talent, they would not improve much over the next thirty years, but they were still more than capable of dealing with the current Chen Xin.

Bibi Dong, seated above, could endure no longer and abruptly rose to her feet.

"Your Excellency Qianjun, why must you press me so hard? I, Bibi Dong, am willing to repay the past decade or more of cultivation twofold. I simply do not wish to return to Spirit Hall now."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. She knew she was in the wrong, but whenever she recalled Qian Xunji's gaze from back then, a chill ran down her spine.

A person with twisted thoughts was not made overnight. Qian Xunji had shown signs of it over the years.

Bibi Dong did not even dare imagine whether she would ever see Yu Tianjun again in this life if she returned to Spirit Hall today.

Qianjun Douluo's expression changed.

"What if I tell you this is the Grand Pontiff's intention?!"

The Grand Pontiff!

Qian Daoliu!

The moment that name was spoken, even Chen Xin's calm expression shifted.

His father had died at Qian Daoliu's hands.

Sword intent surged from Chen Xin's body, and sharp killing aura grew wildly.

Qianjun Douluo showed no fear. His Martial Soul appeared, and nine Soul Rings rose around him.

"Shall we fight?!"

Clang!!

Chen Xin drew his sword.

His meaning was self-evident.

Chen Xin was actually very clever. The outcome of this matter would depend on the result of this battle.

But Chen Xin also believed that as long as he stalled long enough for Yu Yuanzhen to return, this crisis would be resolved.

Seeing this, Qianjun Douluo narrowed his eyes.

"Chen Xin, I am truly curious. What could make your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stake so much?"

"You have never met the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Young Sect Master. Once you do, you will naturally understand."

With that, Chen Xin said no more and flew toward the open ground outside.

Qianjun Douluo followed closely behind.

On the other side, Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo stepped forward.

"Holy Maiden, come back with us."

Yu Luomian's face darkened completely as eight Soul Rings rose around him.

Porcupinefish Douluo smiled mockingly.

"Yu Luomian, if Yu Yuanzhen were here, that would be one thing. But you dare make a move against the two of us?"

Yu Luomian remained silent, merely standing in front of Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's heart trembled. She pressed her lips together as the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul Possession activated.

Snake Lance Douluo could no longer hold back and struck first.

The Snake Lance flashed like lightning, driving in a Straight Thrust at Yu Luomian.

Yu Luomian did not dare be careless. He immediately activated his seventh Soul Ring, Martial Soul Avatar, as an enormous Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon emerged.

"All Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples, retreat one hundred meters! Those above Soul Saint level, attack!"

Yu Luomian roared as he charged forward first.

The world knew Yu Yuanzhen had a fiery temper, but as his biological younger brother, Yu Luomian was naturally no less hot-blooded.

At this moment, Yu Luomian actually relied on his rank eighty-two Soul Power to directly withstand the rank ninety-one Snake Lance Douluo!

Among the many disciples, three Soul Saint-level experts stepped forward and joined Bibi Dong in holding back Porcupinefish Douluo.

The battle erupted at once.

As Qianjun Douluo watched Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo suppress the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he could not help but smile.

"Chen Xin, you insist on opposing Spirit Hall. It seems you bet on the wrong side."

Chen Xin snorted coldly, the sword intent in his hand growing ever sharper.

He believed in Yu Tianjun's talent. Spirit Hall could be arrogant for now at most.

In another ten years, Yu Tianjun would certainly break through to Title Douluo. With his talent, he would certainly have no fear of Spirit Hall.

If they could suppress Spirit Hall, the benefits to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be self-evident.

This was a gamble, and Chen Xin believed he would be the final winner.

On the battlefield below, Porcupinefish Douluo was the first to defeat the three Soul Saints.

He was, after all, a Title Douluo of Spirit Hall. Though limited by his talent and only rank ninety-one now, he was not someone three Soul Saints and Bibi Dong could defeat.

"Holy Maiden, come back with this old man!"

Porcupinefish Douluo reached out with a great hand and lunged at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's eyes were full of defiance as she prepared to unleash her trump card at any moment.

Suddenly, an angry roar rang out, and dazzling golden light streaked across the sky.

"Who dares touch her!!!"

The Golden Dragon Wings behind Yu Tianjun's back beat wildly, pushing his speed to its absolute limit. He moved so fast that even Porcupinefish Douluo only saw a blur before his eyes.

Then, a figure like a heavenly god descended from the sky.

"Dragon King God-Breaking Spear!"