Yu Yuanzhen's Obsession

"Is this the location of the Nine True Dragon Crowns?" Bei Bei slowly opened his eyes, feeling somewhat puzzled; Yu Yuanlong had never mentioned anything like this before.

In the past, disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who came here were never summoned; they would simply head deep into the main peak, locate the Snow Jade Crown, and attempt to refine it.

Previous disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had never experienced a situation like Bei Bei's, and he guessed it was likely due to the bloodline of his martial soul.

After all, the dragon race valued bloodline above all else, and his Radiant Dragon King bloodline was second only to the Dragon God, ranking among the most supreme bloodlines of the dragon race.

Naturally, he possessed an incredibly strong resonance with treasures related to dragons.

Bei Bei continued to venture deeper, the surrounding wailing and mournful resentment growing increasingly heavy.

He soon arrived at True Dragon Mountain, where he discovered a massive plaza halfway up the slope.

Behind the plaza stood countless pavilions and towers, though they were now all in ruins.

What caught his eye was a giant statue of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but its head had long since vanished without a trace.

The entire plaza had been torn asunder; even after ten thousand years, one could still feel the intensity of the tragic battle that had once taken place here.

Bei Bei walked across the plaza and passed through the main hall, where he was met with rows of tombstones, none of which bore a name.

There were thousands of them—these were the graves of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples who had been slaughtered during the great war ten thousand years ago.

On the largest grave in front, a white jade-like spirit bone sat, emitting wisps of oppressive pressure.

Bei Bei slowly stepped forward, the aura of the Radiant Dragon King swirling around him; as if sensing the bloodline within him, the Snow Jade Crown began to emit a faint glow.

Just as Bei Bei approached, a pitch-black aura suddenly drifted out from the grave, coalescing into a tall, imposing figure.

His body was shrouded in black mist, yet one could vaguely discern dragon claws, horns, wings, and a tail...

Countless black thunderbolts exploded, and rolling thunder surged toward Bei Bei.

Bei Bei was shocked, having not anticipated such a turn of events; his third spirit ring flashed beneath his feet, and four golden Coiled Dragon Shields manifested around him.

The black thunderbolts were neutralized upon striking the golden shields, though Bei Bei was still knocked back several steps.

"It's a vengeful spirit!" Bei Bei recognized the entity; it was a spirit formed from the resentment and unwillingness of countless fallen Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon disciples, condensed over ten thousand years.

The thunder surrounding the vengeful spirit transformed into four thunder dragons, sweeping toward Bei Bei.

Bei Bei did not show weakness; his ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring flashed, activating the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body, which granted him a comprehensive boost to his strength, speed, attack, and defense.

"Second spirit skill, Bright Dragon Breath!"

A thick bolt of golden lightning condensed into a brilliant beam of light, colliding with the four thunder dragons and triggering a violent explosion; the power of the Ultimate Light purified some of the surrounding resentment.

"Hmph, a mere vengeful spirit dares to act insolently before me." Bei Bei sneered; his Ultimate Light possessed a powerful restraining effect against such dark, resentful entities.

Dragon Transformation!!!

Bei Bei immediately activated the Dragon Transformation secret technique; his hands morphed into dragon claws, and thick, white-gold dragon scales spread from his arms up to his back, where two massive dragon wings unfurled.

The effects brought by the transformation—Dragon's Fury and Dragon's Might—erupted from him, his momentum instantly rising by another tier.

"ROAR!"

The vengeful spirit was formed from the resentment of countless Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit masters, and its own power originated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon; facing the pressure of Bei Bei's Radiant Dragon King martial soul, its strength was instantly more than halved.

High in the sky, a massive mass of blue-black storm clouds gathered, and countless thunderbolts descended, transforming into small thunder dragons that rained down upon Bei Bei like a downpour.

"Sacred Light Domain!"

A ring of golden lightning erupted from Bei Bei's body, expanding rapidly in all directions.

In an instant, it enveloped the entire graveyard of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; the world was illuminated by a white-gold radiance, and the aura of sacred light filled the space.

The power of the vengeful spirit was continuously whittled away as countless golden sparks raged within the domain, turning into spheres of ball lightning that struck the entity repeatedly, inflicting massive damage.

The three powers of light, sanctity, and thunder fused perfectly within the domain.

An aura that seemed to judge all things converged, piercing through the entity's body like a sharp sword.

Soon, the aura of the vengeful spirit continued to fade until it was completely purified.

Bei Bei retracted his Sacred Light Domain; the surrounding graveyard no longer felt as eerie as before, and the lingering resentment and unwillingness had been cleansed by the Ultimate Light.

However, the figure of the vengeful spirit did not dissipate; it merely became translucent, and its body was no longer shrouded in black mist.

Bei Bei did not continue his attack, for he no longer sensed any hostility from the entity.

"A descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, are you?" The entity's voice slowly resonated, carrying a trace of majesty.

"Yes." Bei Bei nodded without denial; although he was raised at Shrek Academy, he could not change the fact that the blood of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan flowed through his veins.

"Who are you?" Bei Bei asked.

"I am Yu Yuanzhen!" The vengeful spirit slowly raised his head, his illusory face turning toward Bei Bei, a flash of relief appearing in his eyes. "How is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan now?"

A look of shock flashed across Bei Bei's eyes; the entity was none other than the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan from ten thousand years ago, the father of Yu Xiaogang—the Thunder Douluo.

He had fallen in battle against Martial Soul Hall, having fought four Title Douluos single-handedly and slaying one of them in the process.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has been re-established; although it is not as prosperous as it was in your time, it has managed to endure to this day," Bei Bei said slowly.

"Good! Good! The clan did not perish completely in my hands; heaven has truly shown mercy." Yu Yuanzhen looked up and laughed, his voice filled with a sense of release.

He slowly raised his hand, summoning the Snow Jade Crown, and said, "With a talented descendant like you in the clan, I can finally close my eyes in peace."

As he spoke, he handed the Snow Jade Crown to Bei Bei and said, "This is the ancestral treasure of our clan. I hope you can unlock the secrets of these spirit bone fragments to the greatest extent possible!"

Bei Bei reached out to take it, and the moment the Snow Jade Crown landed in his palm, it erupted with a brilliant radiance.

A fragment of memory surged into Bei Bei's mind: it was a platinum giant dragon whose body transformed into nine pieces, scattering across a snow-capped mountain.

The fragment was brief, but Bei Bei could still clearly sense that the aura emanating from it belonged to none other than the Radiant Dragon King!

Bei Bei had not expected that the fragments of the Nine True Dragon Crowns were actually formed from the dragon bones of the Radiant Dragon King.

Yu Yuanzhen's body gradually dissolved into countless specks of light. "Remember, the incantation to absorb the Nine True Dragon Crowns: The dragon bears nine sons, coiled upon nine mountains. Each mountain holds a crown, and the nine shall return as one..."

With his final wish fulfilled, Yu Yuanzhen vanished completely from this world, leaving only his voice echoing in the air.