The moment he heard that voice, Yu Tianshuo knew exactly who it was.
Without the slightest hesitation, he activated Martial Soul Possession.
"Yellow, purple-gold, gold-brown, gold-green."
Four soul rings swirled around Yu Tianshuo.
Just as Yu Tianlei sensed the danger and turned his head in astonishment, a fist the size of a sandbag was already hurtling toward his skull.
But in the next instant, a figure flashed in front of Yu Tianlei, blocking the lethal blow for him.
"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black."
Seven soul rings circled the man, but it was to no avail; even without Yu Tianshuo using a soul skill, that single punch pulverized the man's entire arm and right chest into a mess of gore and bone fragments.
Even so, the man did not die immediately; clutching Yu Tianlei, he attempted to teleport away from the scene.
Yu Tianshuo let out a cold snort, and his fourth soul ring, gold-green in color, flared brightly. In a flash, the figure attempting to escape was intercepted by the suddenly reappearing Yu Tianshuo.
With another punch, the man was blasted into smithereens, and the shockwave caught the held Yu Tianlei as well, shearing off an arm and an ear before he, too, was reduced to dust.
Just as Yu Tianshuo was about to deliver the killing blow, a majestic and furious voice erupted from behind him.
"Enough!"
The words, imbued with soul power, slammed into Yu Tianshuo, blasting him forward until he finally came to a halt against the wall.
The newcomer was none other than the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen. He looked at the scene before him with immense rage, but before he could say anything more, another figure wreathed in purple lightning leaped out from behind him, charging toward Yu Tianshuo.
The figure shouted as he lunged.
"How dare you hurt my Leier! Give me your life!"
Purple Lightning Demon Dragon Martial Soul Possession.
"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black."
Eight soul rings emitted a dazzling light as he unleashed his seventh and eighth soul skills.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Purple Lightning Demon Dragon True Form!"
"Eighth Soul Skill, Roaring Angry Dragon!"
In an instant, he flashed into the thick fog where Yu Tianshuo stood.
Two beams of light erupted from the fog, and Yu Luomian's body was sent flying backward out of the mist.
It didn't end there; Yu Tianshuo emerged from the fog as well, launching an attack at the retreating Yu Luomian.
"Dragon Roar Wave!"
Accompanied by Yu Tianshuo's dragon roar, not only Yu Luomian but even Yu Yuanzhen, standing behind him, nearly lost his footing and was forced to his knees on the spot.
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were glazed over, unable to believe what had just transpired.
But before he could process it, Yu Tianshuo had already pursued Yu Luomian and was upon him.
He reached out to pull Yu Luomian back, but it was a step too late.
Right before Yu Yuanzhen's eyes, Yu Tianshuo's claw pierced through Yu Luomian's chest, and blood splattered onto Yu Yuanzhen's face.
Yu Yuanzhen stared blankly at the scene, his throat seemingly blocked by something, unable to utter a single word.
He watched as Yu Tianshuo pulled his hand from Yu Luomian's 'corpse,' not even sparing him a glance, and turned to walk toward Yu Tianlei.
Even when Yu Tianshuo grabbed Yu Tianlei by the head and hoisted him up, he remained dazed and unresponsive.
The Dragon Might from just moments ago was too terrifying, leaving him with a sense of helplessness and despair that stripped away any thought of resistance, leaving him to watch it all unfold.
It was only when Yu Tianshuo spoke in a chilling tone that he shuddered, snapping out of his fear.
"This is just the interest; I will collect the rest slowly."
With that, he crushed Yu Tianlei's skull right in front of Yu Yuanzhen, and blood splattered across Yu Yuanzhen's face once more.
Just after Yu Tianshuo crushed Yu Tianlei's head, Yu Luomian's corpse suddenly moved.
The soul rings on the 'corpse' flared again; Yu Tianlei, whose head had been crushed, transformed into Yu Luomian, while Yu Tianlei's unharmed body appeared where Yu Luomian had been.
But in the next instant, Yu Tianlei's body began to emit a bright light.
Just as he was about to vanish, Yu Tianshuo manipulated the ultimate wind, instantly shredding Yu Tianlei into minced meat.
With Yu Tianlei's death, the white light representing the teleportation gradually dissipated.
Looking back at the furious Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Tianshuo flashed a toothy grin.
Using his blood-stained dragon claw, he patted Yu Yuanzhen's grim, aged face and said with a smile.
"How could a mere spatial teleportation make me return empty-handed? Remember this, old thing: this is just the interest; I will come back for the rest slowly."
Having said that, he ignored the old man Yu Yuanzhen entirely, nodded at Dugu Bo, who was drinking milk behind Yu Yuanzhen, and turned to walk toward Na'er and Dugu Yan.
Dugu Yan was somewhat shaken by the scene, and seeing Yu Tianshuo approach, she didn't mind the blood on him, hugging him tightly without a word, her body trembling slightly.
Na'er, however, showed no emotion, simply asking Yu Tianshuo with curiosity.
"Why didn't you kill that old man along with him?"
Hearing Na'er's question, he smiled, wiped the blood from his hands onto his clothes, and ruffled her hair.
"Some things are only satisfying when you do them yourself. If I had Master's help, would that even count as revenge?"
After saying this, he picked up Na'er and walked toward his room in the imperial palace.
Dugu Bo curled his lip as he watched the scene. It wasn't that he hadn't killed him because he wanted to help; it was clearly just the kid's twisted sense of humor, wanting to let these people live in fear for a while longer.
Withdrawing the dragon tail he had driven into Yu Yuanzhen's body, Dugu Bo ignored the stunned man and sauntered away from the scene while sipping his milk.
Watching Dugu Bo's leisurely departure, the crowd that had just arrived upon hearing the commotion swallowed hard and hurriedly cleared a path for him.
As Dugu Bo vanished from sight, everyone turned their gazes back to Yu Yuanzhen.
To their utter shock, Yu Yuanzhen fell flat on his back, crashing heavily to the ground and slipping into a coma right before their eyes.
It wasn't until someone shouted for the imperial physician that the crowd finally snapped out of their stupor.
Ning Fengzhi had witnessed the entire ordeal; Uncle Gu had brought him over the moment Yu Tianshuo began beating Yu Tianlei.
At the time, Uncle Gu had claimed there was a good show to watch, and he hadn't believed it.
Now, he believed it. This show was not only good, but truly earth-shattering.
A little guy with a bizarre soul ring configuration had killed Yu Yuanzhen's brother—who had just broken through to become a Soul Douluo—right in front of him, along with his brother's child.
Moreover, he had killed an eight-ring Soul Douluo while only at the four-ring Soul Ancestor level; this was truly a monumental event that would shake the ages.
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