Seeing Yu Xiaogang pinned to the ground, Yu Yuanzhen, his father, flew into a rage on the spot.
"You've gone too far!"
"Your Spirit Hall has truly gone too far..."
Yu Yuanzhen immediately slammed his palm onto the solid-wood tea table before him. With a sharp crack, the entire table shattered, sending splinters flying in every direction.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
Two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Rings appeared beneath Yu Yuanzhen's feet. The aura of a Level 95 Titled Douluo erupted without restraint.
"Heh!"
Yu Yuanzhen's actions drew a sneer from Golden Crocodile Douluo.
"A mere Level 95 dares to yap in front of this old man. Anyone who didn't know better might think you, Yu Yuanzhen, were a Level 99 Peerless Douluo..."
After Golden Crocodile Douluo finished speaking, he redirected the Soul Power pressure of a Level 98 Peak Douluo and unleashed it without restraint against Yu Yuanzhen.
"Boom—!"
A surge of utterly violent Soul Power exploded inside the imperial palace's great hall. A weighty pressure, as massive as a mountain, swept in rolling waves through every corner.
The pillars trembled faintly, cracks snaked across the floor tiles, and Shrek's people in the hall struggled to breathe under the terrifying blast of pressure. They stumbled back several steps, their faces deathly pale.
"Hmph!"
Chen Xin and Gu Rong snorted coldly and stepped forward as well.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong summoned their Martial Souls and Soul Rings, taking their places in front of Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye.
As for Tang Yuehua, the weakest among them, she had sensed trouble brewing before Golden Crocodile even summoned his Soul Rings and had already slipped silently to Xue Ye's side.
"Damn it!"
Yu Yuanzhen,