More than a month had passed since Di Lintian and Na'er returned to Sky Dragon Pavilion.
Sky Dragon Pavilion was exceptionally lively today, because tomorrow was the day of Di Lintian's coronation ceremony. This concerned the next generation's Pavilion Master of Sky Dragon Pavilion, so forces of every size had sent important representatives to attend.
After all, from the founding of Sky Dragon Pavilion until now, every generation of its Pavilion Masters had been Limit Douluo powerhouses capable of stirring up the entire Soul Master world.
At this moment, Di Lintian and Na'er sat atop a steep mountain peak outside Sky Dragon City.
Dressed in a black gold robe, Di Lintian looked down at the coronation ceremony being prepared for him below. Arrogant yet brimming with confidence, the youth declared, "One day, I'll make the whole world busy itself with my coronation ceremony, not just this tiny Sky Dragon City."
"I believe you." Na'er stepped forward and took the youth's slightly cool hand.
The next day.
Di Lintian was no longer wearing his usual black gold robe. Instead, he had changed into a black gold dragon robe, its black fabric embroidered with a lifelike Dark Demon Dragon in golden thread.
By yesterday, the forces attending the ceremony had basically all arrived, apart from those major figures meant to make their entrance at the very end.
The interior of Sky Dragon Pavilion had already been arranged. The coronation site was chosen to be a White Jade Plaza, above which seats for entertaining the guests had been placed.
The three dragon thrones at the very front bore the images of the Dark Demon Dragon, the Sin Dragon, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon respectively, symbolizing the Pavilion Master of Sky Dragon Pavilion and its two great Worships.
Below and to the right of the dragon thrones were Spirit Hall's seats; below and to the left were the Clear Sky Sect's seats. Behind them in turn were the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan...
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Clan Master Yu Yuanzhen has arrived!"
Red Fire and Mystic Water, the two guardians, were in charge of receiving guests at the entrance. After all, the visitors all held high positions within their respective forces, and Sky Dragon Pavilion had to show them due respect.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi has arrived with Sword Douluo, an elder of his sect!"
Although Sky Dragon Pavilion stood on equal footing with Spirit Hall, their natures were vastly different.
Spirit Hall could be described as a small nation, belonging to no country; Sky Dragon Pavilion existed in the form of a sect. Though powerful, it remained within Heaven Dou and under the jurisdiction of the Heaven Dou Empire. Of course, for Sky Dragon Pavilion, obeying orders but refusing summons was commonplace.
At the entrance of Sky Dragon Pavilion, Red Fire asked seriously, "Let me confirm this one more time. It's the Golden Generation, right?"
"I've told you three times already! They are Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. Just announce the Golden Generation directly. There's no need to ask for their names." Chrysanthemum Douluo's face turned livid as he clenched his fists and suppressed his anger.
"Oh, oh. Mystic Water, did you understand? Make the announcement." Red Fire nodded solemnly and spoke to Mystic Water beside him.
Mystic Water cleared his throat and circulated his Soul Power, ensuring his voice could reach every corner before shouting, "Spirit Hall's Elders Chrysanthemum and Ghost arrive with the Bronze Generation!"
"How many times have I told you? It's the Golden Generation!!!"
"Huh? The Golden Generation? I accidentally dozed off just now. I'm terribly sorry. How about I announce you again?" Mystic Water apologized repeatedly.
"Let's just go inside." Ghost Douluo patted Ju Huaguan on the shoulder and shook his head.
"I'll settle this score with you later." Ju Huaguan left behind that threat before walking inside.
As Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan naturally felt indignant at such humiliation. Yet before Titled Douluo, they did not even dare reveal it.
"Golden Generation, my ass. You should call yourselves the Dog Shit Generation. You still want to steal the spotlight from our great Dark Demon Dragon King." After the Spirit Hall group entered, Red Fire spoke disdainfully.
"Bronze Generation?" Di Lintian, inside Sky Dragon Pavilion, also heard Mystic Water's announcement. "Was it the butterfly effect? Did Spirit Hall gain another Bronze Generation?"
He shook his head and walked to a spot overlooking the White Jade Plaza. Looking down, he saw that the guests had all taken their seats. Lin Yu and the two Worships sat upon the dragon thrones, while Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had also taken their places.
Di Lintian fixed his gaze upon Spirit Hall's "Bronze Generation." Seeing the red, black, and Charm figures, he asked in confusion, "Aren't they the Golden Generation from the original story? How did they become the Bronze Generation? Could Spirit Hall have produced other geniuses?"
The Clear Sky Sect really had not come? No, Di Lintian shifted his gaze to the very end of the seating area, where a mature and beautiful woman sat in Moonlight Pavilion's section. She was noble and elegant.
Sky Dragon Pavilion had only sent invitations to sects. Moonlight Pavilion originally had no qualifications to attend, but Sky Dragon Pavilion knew that Tang Yuehua belonged to the Clear Sky Sect, so it had also sent Moonlight Pavilion an invitation.
"Today is the coronation ceremony of our pavilion's Young Pavilion Master. Thank you all very much for coming to witness it." A master of ceremonies flew out from within Sky Dragon Pavilion and projected his voice with Soul Power. "I won't keep you in suspense. Now, please welcome our—Young Pavilion Master!"
Before Di Lintian could make his appearance, Lin Yu activated his Soul Power. In an instant, dark clouds filled the sky, and not a trace of sunlight remained.
Many guests lifted their heads in confusion. How could the weather over Sky Dragon Pavilion change without warning?
Only the few Titled Douluo present knew what had happened. Lin Yu had not concealed the fluctuations of his Soul Power, allowing them to detect his little trick.
Against the backdrop of dark clouds obscuring the heavens, Di Lintian, clad in his black gold dragon robe, emerged from above Sky Dragon Pavilion. Every step he took across the void sent ripples through space.
"Fengzhi, the Dark Demon Dragon martial soul shouldn't have a spatial attribute, should it?" Sword Douluo, standing beside Ning Fengzhi as straight as a sword, asked uncertainly.
"No," Ning Fengzhi answered firmly.
The Dark Demon Dragon martial soul indeed possessed no spatial attribute, only Absolute Darkness and Absolute Annihilation. Even Di Lintian's spatial attribute had come from the Silver Dragon's blessing. How could it possibly be bestowed upon someone else?
Every guest turned their gaze toward Di Lintian, who walked upon the void as his black gold dragon robe fluttered in the wind.
Except for one person—Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen. His gaze remained fixed on Second Worship Thunder God Douluo. As someone who also possessed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, Yu Yuanzhen could sense that the terrifying aura emanating from him was far stronger than his own.
Lin Yu rose from the Dark Demon Dragon throne, a Demon Dragon Crown appearing in his hand. He walked before Di Lintian.
"From this day onward, you are Sky Dragon Pavilion's Young Pavilion Master and the eleventh-generation Pavilion Master of Sky Dragon Pavilion. You must remember the ancestral teachings and never forget your original aspirations."
"Yes." Di Lintian lowered his head slightly, waiting for Lin Yu to place the Demon Dragon Crown upon it.
Lin Yu slowly extended the Demon Dragon Crown and placed it atop Di Lintian's bowed head.
"We congratulate the Young Pavilion Master on his coronation! May he prosper for a thousand autumns, and may Sky Dragon endure forever!" The seven elders standing behind the three dragon thrones bowed in unison and spoke respectfully.
Though it was called a coronation ceremony, it was really nothing more than having Di Lintian show himself and wear a crown. It ended there. The true highlight was the upcoming soul fight, where Di Lintian would display his strength.
"Rise." Di Lintian replied indifferently. Then his figure flashed, and he appeared at the center of the White Jade Plaza.
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