Yu Luomian's Backstab! Yu Yuanzhen's Crushing Defeat, Forbidden Dragon Lair?

"Just because of you two poisonous insects?"

Lightning exploded around Yu Yuanzhen, nine soul rings encircling his body as the pressure of a level 95 powerhouse surged forth:

"Even if you, Dugu Xuan, have broken through, so what?

When it comes to frontal assault, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is the number one in the world!"

"Number one in frontal assault?"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had been silent until now, finally lifted his eyelids.

A terrifying aura, heavy as a mountain, instantly suppressed Yu Yuanzhen's thunder back into his body:

"Yu Yuanzhen, in front of this old man, are you even worthy of speaking the words 'frontal assault'?"

Yu Yuanzhen's face turned deathly pale in an instant, his body trembling uncontrollably:

"This aura... a level 99 Limit Douluo?!

Who exactly are you?"

"My teacher, the Second Worship of Martial Soul Hall, His Excellency Golden Crocodile."

Dugu Ce stepped to the front, looking at the struggling Yu Yuanzhen, and said indifferently:

"Yu Yuanzhen, don't waste your energy.

Hand over the complete advanced method for the 'Dragon Transformation' secret technique.

Then kneel before my granduncle and cripple your own soul power; perhaps I might consider leaving a seed for your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

The 'Dragon Transformation' of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, paired with the Dragon Transformation secret technique studied by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect for generations, was the only way to maximize its power.

Although Dugu Ce's martial soul was not a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, it still possessed the bloodline of a true dragon.

If he could obtain the Dragon Transformation secret technique and study it, it would surely benefit him immensely.

"You... you are dreaming!"

Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth, looking toward the Second Master, Yu Luomian, who was rushing over:

"Second Brother!

Quickly lead the disciples to activate the Sect Protection Array!

Even if we are all reduced to ashes today, we must not let these thieves succeed!"

However, when Yu Luomian reached them, he ignored Yu Yuanzhen and instead bowed slightly to Dugu Ce:

"Young Master Dugu, the hardliners within the sect who support Yu Yuanzhen have all been moved to the back mountain by me; we can strike at any time."

"Second Brother?

You... you actually betrayed the sect?!"

Yu Yuanzhen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, looking at his own younger brother in disbelief.

"Big Brother, those who know the times are heroes."

Yu Luomian lifted his head with an expressionless face:

"Under your leadership, what is left of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect besides arrogance and enemies?

Since the Dugu family can provide the clan with a better future, you, a sect master of the old era, should step down."

"Hahahaha!

Good!

A truly magnificent betrayal!"

Dugu Bo laughed wildly and waved his hand, the emerald green poisonous mist instantly transforming into a sky full of snake shadows, sweeping toward the sect gates:

"Yu Yuanzhen, feel it—this is what true despair is!"

"Yu Yuanzhen, do you still not understand?"

Dugu Ce watched Yu Yuanzhen, who was struggling bitterly under the pressure with a flushed face, his tone devoid of ripples:

"In the face of absolute power, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon you are so proud of is nothing more than a slightly larger loach."

"You... you people..."

Yu Yuanzhen spat out a mouthful of blood, staring fixedly at Yu Luomian, his eyes splitting with rage:

"Yu Luomian!

You beast!

By inviting wolves into the house, do you think they will spare you?

The thousand-year foundation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has been completely destroyed by your hands!"

"Foundation?"

Yu Luomian sneered, standing behind Dugu Ce with a sinister expression:

"Big brother, you have been stuck in your ways for far too long.

Following you, the clan will only offend Martial Soul Hall and the Dugu family, eventually leading us to ruin.

Young Master Dugu has already promised that as long as you abdicate, I will be the next Sect Master, and the clan will become even more glorious under the protection of Martial Soul Hall."

"In your dreams!

True Dragon Avatar, activate!"

Yu Yuanzhen let out a wild roar, the lightning surrounding his body showing signs of breaking through the pressure exerted by Golden Crocodile Douluo, his nine soul rings flashing frantically.

However, Golden Crocodile Douluo merely let out a cold snort and pressed his right hand into the void.

"Get down!"

"BOOM—!"

The lightning filling the sky was instantly extinguished, and Yu Yuanzhen was slammed directly into the ground by an invisible, immense force.

The bluestone slabs in front of the True Dragon Mountain gate shattered completely.

Yu Yuanzhen's bones creaked throughout his body, and even his Martial Soul Possession was forcibly shattered.

"Playing with dragons in front of this old man?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo said indifferently:

"Even if your clan's ancestor were resurrected, he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous before me."

Dugu Xuan walked to the edge of the deep pit, looking down at the battered and miserable Yu Yuanzhen:

"Yu Yuanzhen, when you injured my son's foundation back then and caused his premature death, did you ever think this day would come?

This slap is for my son who died so tragically!"

Having said that, Dugu Xuan struck through the air, a green soul power lashing heavily across Yu Yuanzhen's face, sending his teeth flying.

Dugu Yan also stepped forward, her eyes filled with satisfaction:

"Yu Yuanzhen, look at your most prized grandson.

If you don't reveal the whereabouts of the secret technique, I will cripple his martial soul first and let him taste what it's like to be a useless person!"

Yu Yuanzhen looked at the unconscious Yu Tianheng not far away, a glimmer of desperate struggle finally flashing in his eyes:

"The secret technique... is in the Dragon Lair chamber within the forbidden area behind the sect... only the bloodline of past Sect Masters can open it..."

"Very good."

Dugu Ce turned to look at Yu Luomian:

"Lead the way.

If there is even half a word of falsehood, today this True Dragon Mountain shall be renamed Venomous Snake Valley."

"Yes, Young Master, please follow me."

Yu Luomian bowed to lead the way, his obsequious demeanor causing the surrounding Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect disciples to feel a chill of disgust.

Liu Erlong looked at Yu Yuanzhen, who was sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, and shook her head mockingly:

"Is this your so-called dignity as a Sect Master?

In the face of death and the extinction of your lineage, it amounts to nothing.

Yu Yuanzhen, you have lost, lost completely and utterly."

"Let's go, and take what we came for."

Dugu Ce pulled Dugu Yan along, and under the protection of Golden Crocodile Douluo, they strode through the gates of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"Young Master, ahead is the forbidden Dragon Lair, the place where past Sect Masters went into seclusion and stored their secret treasures."

Yu Luomian led the way in front, his expression fawning, turning a blind eye to the trembling sect disciples on both sides.

Dugu Ce glanced at the ferocious Dragon Head Relief on the stone gate and ordered indifferently:

"Old Poison, drag that old dragon over here.

He said it requires the Sect Master's bloodline to open."

Dugu Bo tossed the blood-soaked Yu Yuanzhen in front of the gate with a casual flick:

"Yu Yuanzhen, stop playing dead.

Will you bleed yourself, or shall this old man help you drain it all?"

"Yu Luomian... you will die a horrible death..."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice was hoarse and his eyes were unfocused, yet he still stared fixedly at the stone gate:

"That is the clan's final foundation... how dare you..."

"Foundation?

Only that which can save your life is called a foundation; that which cannot save your life is merely a burial object."

Dugu Ce walked up to Yu Yuanzhen and stomped his foot onto his wrist, his soul power piercing in like needles:

"I have no patience for your nonsense.

Sister, do it."

Dugu Yan let out a cold snort, the soul power in her palm forming a blade, and slashed fiercely across Yu Yuanzhen's palm.

The bright red blood was drawn by her soul power and instantly vanished into the mouth of the Dragon Head Relief.

"Rumble—"

The heavy stone door slowly creaked open, and a dense aura of dragon energy, laced with the might of thunder, rushed toward them.