Darkness Domain! Level 93 Yu Yuanzhen Arrives: You Humiliate My Clan, Give Me an Explanation!

The two of them clashed instantly, the dull thuds of their collision echoing across the Gobi Desert.

Qian Yu did not resort to lethal moves from the start.

Relying solely on the formidable physical body and soul power of his Dark Sacred Dragon, he parried Gu Rong's strikes with calm composure.

After dozens of rounds, Gu Rong used the momentum to abruptly widen the distance, panting slightly as he shouted:

"In a pure test of brute force, I truly cannot compete with you, a True Dragon of the ultimate caliber!"

"However, the warm-up is over!

Qian Yu, let's see if you can defend against my space power!"

As the words fell, the space around Gu Rong twisted violently, and his entire figure instantly merged into the void.

He transformed into countless afterimages, warping eerily through spatial rifts, attempting to launch a fatal strike from an absolute blind spot.

Qian Yu stood his ground, watching the spatial ripples flickering all around him, a calm smile curling at the corners of his lips:

"Space power is indeed troublesome, but I have long been prepared."

"Gu Rong, let me show you the ability I awakened after obtaining my seventh soul ring."

The deep black soul ring on Qian Yu's body suddenly flared, and he let out a low shout:

"Darkness Domain, activate!"

In an instant, an extreme and pure darkness erupted from Qian Yu as the center.

Like a black tsunami, it instantly engulfed an area of several hundred meters in radius.

Within this absolute Darkness Domain.

The previously active spatial fluctuations were like something trapped in thick mire, instantly suppressed to a standstill.

"How is this possible?!"

A cry of shock came from Gu Rong within the void.

"My spatial teleportation... has actually been completely locked down?!"

Qian Yu chuckled, his figure closing in like a ghost, appearing directly before Gu Rong's true form as it was forced out of hiding.

Qian Yu raised his right hand, a dragon claw wreathed in extreme black light.

It tore through Gu Rong's hastily summoned Bone Dragon defense with effortless ease, stopping steadily at his throat.

"You have lost."

Qian Yu said calmly.

Gu Rong looked at the lethal dragon claw inches away, feeling the suffocating pressure of the darkness.

He froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly and dissipated his martial soul.

However, instead of being discouraged, Gu Rong muttered to himself in excitement:

"So that's how it is... so that's how it is!"

"I have relied too much on the trickery of space power, attempting to take shortcuts, while neglecting the core defense and power of the Bone Dragon itself!

In the face of an absolute domain and suppressed power, those flashy spatial techniques are simply vulnerable!"

Gu Rong suddenly raised his head, his face full of wild joy as he cupped his fists toward Qian Yu and laughed heartily:

"Refreshing!

My thanks!

Your Darkness Domain has truly woken me up!"

"That bottleneck that has held me back for years has finally loosened!

I can see the threshold of a Titled Douluo!"

Qian Yu raised an eyebrow, a flash of curiosity in his eyes as he asked:

"You are only at level 88 right now, with a two-level chasm between you and a Titled Douluo; how can you dare to say you've already seen the threshold?"

Gu Rong laughed heartily, waving his hand as he said:

"Haha, you wouldn't know.

I have been stuck at level 88 for so many years, not because my soul power accumulation was insufficient, but because my state of mind and understanding of my martial soul had fallen into a dead end.

Now, being suppressed by your domain, I have completely rediscovered the origin power of the Bone Dragon.

Once this most difficult layer of window paper is pierced, the rest is merely a matter of course!"

Gu Rong's eyes were filled with a confident glow:

"As long as I go back and enter seclusion to consolidate for a period of time, I will break through to level 89.

Then, I will push through in one go to reach level 90; it will be absolutely easy!"

Qian Yu nodded slightly, smiling faintly:

"In that case, I congratulate you in advance on reaching the Titled rank soon."

"I shall take your word for it!

This favor, I, Gu Rong, will remember!"

Gu Rong cupped his fists heavily, speaking with unconcealed impatience:

"There is no time to lose; I shall return at once to enter seclusion. Once I break through to level ninety, I will come find you to drink until we are both satisfied!"

With that, Gu Rong turned and transformed into a streak of light, rushing headlong in the direction of Heaven Dou City.

Qian Yu brought Bibi Dong back to Heaven Dou City.

The next two days passed.

The two remained in the Quiet Garden, cultivating as usual and wandering about during their leisure time.

Every night and at the break of dawn, the air was filled with the sounds of their passionate warfare.

However, before Dugu Bo could come knocking, an uninvited guest arrived of his own accord.

"BOOM--!"

Accompanied by a deafening thunderclap.

The main gate of the Quiet Garden was instantly blasted into a sky full of wood splinters by a violent lightning strike.

A burly, majestic old man with a head of blue hair.

Cloaked in crackling lightning, he strode into the courtyard.

It was none other than Yu Yuanzhen!

At this present time, Yu Yuanzhen's soul power was only at level 93.

Qian Yu and Bibi Dong stepped out of their room upon hearing the commotion.

Looking at the wreckage filling the courtyard, a cold glint rose in Bibi Dong's eyes as she sternly rebuked:

"Yu Yuanzhen, you have some nerve!

Daring to force your way into a residence of our Martial Soul Hall—do you wish to incite a war between our two factions?"

Yu Yuanzhen let out a cold snort.

The formidable pressure of a level ninety-three Titled Douluo was released without reservation.

His tiger-like eyes locked onto Qian Yu, and he laughed in his extreme rage:

"And what if you are the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall?

The pride of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will not be trampled upon by some greenhorn!"

"Qian Yu!

You have repeatedly severely injured my eldest son, Yu Xiaoyan, and humiliated my youngest son, Yu Xiaogang.

They were inferior in skill and suffered disgrace, and I, Yu Yuanzhen, could hold my nose and accept that!"

Yu Yuanzhen took a violent step forward, lightning surging around his body, his voice booming like a bell:

"But you should not have, you absolutely should not have, publicly insulted the inherited martial soul of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan at the Great Soul Arena two days ago!"

"You actually had the audacity to call my dignified, number one beast martial soul in the world a 'mongrel pseudo-dragon'!"

"Today, even if you are the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall, even if Qian Daoliu were standing right here.

You must give my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect an explanation for those arrogant words!"

To this, Qian Yu felt not a shred of fear; instead, he let out a light chuckle.

Qian Yu patted the back of Bibi Dong's hand, signaling her to be at ease.

He then stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Yu Yuanzhen with a gaze full of undisguised mockery:

"An explanation?

What kind of explanation does Sect Master Yu desire?"

"Was I wrong?

It is nothing more than a lightning-attribute variant tainted with a thin, diluted trace of dragon blood; it cannot even release the pressure of a pure-blooded dragon.

If it is not a mongrel pseudo-dragon, then what is it?"

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes widened, his entire body trembling with rage as he roared:

"You arrogant brat!

You are courting death!"

Qian Yu's smile vanished, his eyes turning instantly cold and piercing:

"Since Sect Master Yu insists on deceiving himself and clinging to that laughable pride.

Then today, I shall show mercy and take the trouble to help you wake up!"

Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.

He forcibly suppressed the raging fire in his heart, compelling himself to regain some clarity.

He knew very well.

If he were to truly tear off all pretenses here, or even harm the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would absolutely be unable to withstand the wrath of Martial Soul Hall.