On the outskirts of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's territory, Watching the vast army of Spirit Hall soul masters in midair, Yu Yuanzhen felt like his CPU was about to burn out.
He was, after all, a level ninety-five Super Douluo. Naturally, he could sense just how many powerful experts the other side had.
But when he discovered that Spirit Hall had actually sent a full six Title Douluo, he fell completely silent.
Though Yu Xiaogang, that unfilial son, had constantly been disgracing the clan over the years, and had now even abandoned all shame by practically marrying into Spirit Hall and getting tangled up with Pope Bibi Dong—
Still...
While such behavior had severely damaged the reputation of their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the foremost beast martial soul sect in the world—
Still...
Things had already come to this point.
No matter what, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could barely be considered Spirit Hall's "half-ally," right?!
As the saying went, if not for the monk's sake, then for the Buddha's.
Even for the sake of his unfilial son, Spirit Hall should not have dispatched so many experts to attack them directly.
Yet the experts Spirit Hall had sent this time were clearly here to wipe out the entire clan.
"Big Brother! I told you already—Yu Xiaogang, that trash, is the shame of the clan!"
The second-in-command, Yu Luomian, had bloodshot eyes. He stared fixedly at the invading Spirit Hall forces in the sky and roared through gritted teeth, "Back then, you shouldn't have gone chasing that moment of pleasure! You should've flung that piece of trash straight against a wall!"
The more Yu Luomian spoke, the angrier he became.
"That trash isn't even as good as that damned Tang Hao from the Clear Sky Sect! Tang