Slander? Yu Xiaoyan Collapses! Qian Yu: Blue Lightning, You Just Wait For Me! Gu Rong Watching?

Yu Xiaoyan whipped his head around, roaring at the crowd below with a face full of mockery and madness:

"Open your eyes and look! This is the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall!"

"Martial Soul Hall parades under the banner of light and justice every single day, claiming they want to purge evil! And yet? Your high and mighty Holy Son possesses such an evil dark martial soul!"

"What kind of bullsh*t Holy Son is this? I see nothing but a fallen one! You Martial Soul Hall members are all a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Great Soul Arena erupted into chaos.

The many soul masters present, especially those belonging to Martial Soul Hall, were instantly incensed by Yu Xiaoyan's act of twisting black into white, and they began to curse him one after another:

"Bullsh*t! You can't win, so you splash dirty water on His Highness the Holy Son? Does the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect have no shame left?"

"Exactly! Martial soul attributes are merely light and dark; where is the distinction between good and evil? Having a dark attribute makes one a fallen one? That is absolute nonsense!"

"A dignified Soul Emperor, losing to someone and being suppressed by bloodline is one thing, but to act like a mad dog biting everyone here? You've truly lost all face for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!"

Listening to the overwhelming tide of abuse from all around, the cold glint in Bibi Dong's eyes intensified as she sneered:

"Yu Xiaogang is a piece of trash who only knows how to plagiarize theories, and you, his older brother, are nothing but a foul-mouthed rogue. Your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is truly disgusting from one generation to the next."

Qian Yu looked at the hysterical Yu Xiaoyan, who resembled a clown, and didn't even feel the urge to be angry, merely spitting out four words with indifference:

"Incompetent rage."

Qian Yu slowly crouched down, staring directly into Yu Xiaoyan's bloodshot eyes, his tone cold and mocking:

"Since you insist on twisting the truth and calling my martial soul evil..."

A dangerous curve tugged at the corner of Qian Yu's mouth:

"Then I shall show mercy and let you experience for yourself what true 'evil' is."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of pure black light flickered in the depths of Qian Yu's eyes.

A wisp of dark energy, thick as ink, flowed from Qian Yu's fingertip.

It violently burrowed into the center of Yu Xiaoyan's brow.

"Ah--!"

Yu Xiaoyan let out a shrill, agonizing scream, his entire body convulsing wildly as if struck by lightning.

Yu Xiaoyan discovered in terror that his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, which he had always taken such pride in, was emitting a desperate wail under the erosion of that dark energy.

It felt as if it were being completely devoured and torn to shreds!

It was a sensation of trembling and deprivation that originated from the very depths of his soul.

"My martial soul! What did you do to my martial soul?!"

Yu Xiaoyan was covered in tears and snot, his previous arrogance completely vanished, leaving only endless fear as he shrieked in a hoarse voice:

"Stop! Hurry up and stop! I surrender! I surrender!"

Qian Yu slowly stood up, looking down at him from above, his voice devoid of any warmth:

"Know how to beg for mercy now? Weren't you just so certain that I was a fallen one? What's wrong? Can't you even withstand this little bit of 'evil'?"

"No... it's not that! I was blind!"

"It was my nonsense!"

Yu Xiaoyan curled up on the ground in agony, cold sweat pouring down his body as he desperately slammed his head against the floor of the arena:

"I beg the Holy Son to show mercy!

My mouth was foul!

Spare me, spare my martial soul!"

Qian Yu let out a cold snort, a flicker of disgust flashing in his eyes.

He kicked Yu Xiaoyan in the chest as if he were kicking aside a piece of trash.

"Bang!"

Yu Xiaoyan flew off the arena like a kite with a broken string.

He slammed heavily onto the floor below.

Spewing a mouthful of blood, he passed out completely.

Qian Yu brushed off his hem, his gaze sweeping over the few Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect disciples who were already scared out of their wits, his tone indifferent:

"Take this exact message back to Yu Yuanzhen:

The title of the world's number one beast martial soul is due for a change.

From now on, when people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect see my Dark Sacred Dragon, they had best keep their tails tucked tight."

Bibi Dong walked onto the arena and naturally linked her arm with Qian Yu's.

Her eyes were filled with killing intent as she snapped at the trembling disciples:

"Take this trash, along with that joke Yu Xiaogang, and get back to your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!

If you dare to run wild on Martial Soul Hall territory again, the outcome won't be as simple as a few broken bones."

"Still not rolling away!"

The few Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect disciples acted as if they had been granted amnesty, their faces deathly pale as they scrambled forward.

They hoisted the unconscious Yu Xiaoyan onto their shoulders and fled the Great Soul Arena like stray dogs.

Watching the people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect flee in such a sorry state, the Great Soul Arena fell silent for a moment before erupting into deafening cheers.

The members of Martial Soul Hall felt the stifled frustration in their chests finally being vented out.

Flushed with excitement, they raised their arms and roared wildly:

"Long live the Holy Son!"

"Long live the Saintess!"

"Long live Martial Soul Hall!"

The impassioned shouts rose and fell like a tsunami, echoing throughout the entire Great Soul Arena.

Bibi Dong listened to the surrounding cheers, but her gaze remained coldly fixed on the direction in which Yu Xiaoyan and the others had departed.

She turned her head to look at Qian Yu beside her, frowning slightly as she asked:

"Brother Yu, are we really just going to let this matter go?

They came all the way to our Heaven Dou City to provoke us like this; letting them crawl back so easily is far too lenient on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

Qian Yu let out a soft hum, a dangerous, dark glint flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He raised his hand and naturally, with doting affection, ruffled Bibi Dong's hair, chuckling:

"Of course it's impossible to just let it go."

Qian Yu withdrew his hand, his tone chilling:

"Since they have stepped onto our turf to run wild.

If we only break a dog's leg, wouldn't it make it seem like Martial Soul Hall doesn't know how to treat its guests?"

"Dong'er, since they like to challenge our house to establish their prestige, then we shall use their own methods to deal with them!"

"Let's go, we are going to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's station in Heaven Dou City to pay them a proper 'visit'!"

Qian Yu was just about to turn and leave with Bibi Dong.

However, his gaze suddenly froze, locking onto a corner at the very top of the spectator stands.

The area appeared completely empty.

But in Qian Yu's keen perception, that region retained an extremely dense aura of dark attributes.

Not only that, but the air there was undergoing subtle distortions, rippling with eerie spatial waves.

Bibi Dong sensed his change in demeanor and followed his gaze, but seeing nothing, she asked in confusion:

"Brother Yu, what is it?

Is there something wrong over there?"

Qian Yu withdrew his gaze, a playful smile curling the corners of his lips:

"It is nothing, I merely discovered a rather special 'spectator'."

"An aura of ultimate darkness, accompanied by the fluctuations of spatial power...

If I am not mistaken, in this world, the only person whose martial soul possesses both of these attributes is that man."

Bibi Dong's heart stirred:

"You mean... Gu Rong's Bone Dragon?"

Qian Yu nodded slightly, his gaze profound:

"Let us go. Since they are merely watching, we shall return first and discuss it later."