The Young Pavilion Master's Coronation Ceremony

A month had passed since Di Lintian and Na'er returned to the Sky Dragon Pavilion.

Today, the Sky Dragon Pavilion was exceptionally lively, for tomorrow was the day of Di Lintian's coronation ceremony. As the event concerned the next Pavilion Master of the Sky Dragon Pavilion, all major and minor factions had sent important representatives to attend.

After all, since the founding of the Sky Dragon Pavilion, every generation of Pavilion Master had been a Limit Douluo powerhouse capable of stirring the winds and clouds of the 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-and-gold robe, Di Lintian gazed down at the coronation preparations being made for him. Arrogant yet confident words spilled from the youth's lips: "One day, I will have the entire world busy for my coronation ceremony, not just this tiny Sky Dragon City."

"I believe in you." Na'er stepped forward and took the youth's slightly cool hand.

The next day.

Di Lintian's attire today was no longer his usual black-and-gold robe; he had changed into a black-and-gold dragon robe, upon which a lifelike Dark Demon Dragon was embroidered in gold thread.

By yesterday, the factions attending the grand ceremony had mostly arrived, save for those big shots who needed to make a final entrance.

The interior of the Sky Dragon Pavilion had been fully prepared, with the coronation site chosen at a white jade plaza. Above the plaza, seats were arranged for the guests.

The three dragon thrones at the very front were engraved with the Dark Demon Dragon, the Sin Dragon, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon respectively, symbolizing the Pavilion Master and the two Grand Elders of the Sky Dragon Pavilion.

To the lower right of the dragon thrones were the seats for Spirit Hall, while to the lower left were the seats for the Clear Sky Sect, followed in order by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect...

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen arrives!"

The two protectors, Red Fire and Mystic Water, were responsible for greeting guests at the entrance. After all, since the arrivals held high positions in every faction, the Sky Dragon Pavilion had to show a respectful attitude.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi arrives with Sect Elder Sword Douluo!"

Although the Sky Dragon Pavilion was as famous as Spirit Hall, their positions were worlds apart.

Spirit Hall could be considered a small nation, belonging to no country; the Sky Dragon Pavilion existed in the form of a sect, and although it was powerful, it was located within the Heaven Dou Empire and subject to its jurisdiction. Of course, for the Sky Dragon Pavilion, obeying orders but ignoring summons had long since become a daily routine.

At the entrance of the Sky Dragon Pavilion, Red Fire asked seriously, "Let me confirm again, it's the Golden Generation, right?"

"I've already said it three times! They are the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall. Just announce them as the Golden Generation; there is no need to ask for their names." Ju Huaguan's face turned livid, his fists clenched as he suppressed his fury.

"Oh, oh. Mystic Water, did you hear that? Announce them." Red Fire nodded solemnly and said to Mystic Water beside him.

Mystic Water cleared his throat and channeled his soul power to ensure his voice reached every corner, shouting loudly: "Spirit Hall's Elder Ju and Elder Ghost arrive with the Bronze Generation!"

"I've told you how many times, it's the Golden Generation!!!"

"Ah? The Golden Generation? I accidentally dozed off just now, I'm really sorry. How about I announce you again?" Mystic Water apologized repeatedly.

"Let's just go in." Ghost Douluo patted Ju Huaguan on the shoulder and shook his head.

"I'll settle this score with you later." Ju Huaguan left a harsh threat and walked inside.

As the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were naturally indignant at being humiliated this way, but facing Title Douluos, they didn't even dare to show it.

"Golden Generation, my foot. I think you should have called them the Shit Generation. They even wanted to steal the spotlight from our great Dark Demon Dragon King." After the Spirit Hall group went inside, Red Fire said with disdain.

"Bronze Generation?" Di Lintian, inside the Sky Dragon Pavilion, also heard Mystic Water's announcement. "Is it because of the butterfly effect? It caused Spirit Hall to have an extra Bronze Generation."

He shook his head and walked to a spot overlooking the white jade plaza. Looking down, the guests had already taken their seats, and Lin Yu and the two Grand Elders were all seated on the dragon thrones. Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had also taken their respective seats.

Di Lintian's gaze fell upon Spirit Hall's "Bronze Generation." Seeing those red, black, and alluring figures, he wondered, "Aren't these the Golden Generation from the original story? How did they become the Bronze Generation? Did another genius appear in Spirit Hall?"

Did the Clear Sky Sect really not come? No, Di Lintian's gaze shifted to the very end of the seating area, to a mature, beautiful woman sitting in the Yuexuan section. She was noble and elegant.

The Sky Dragon Pavilion had only sent invitations to sects; originally, Yuexuan was not qualified to attend, but the Sky Dragon Pavilion knew that Tang Yuehua was from the Clear Sky Sect, so they had sent an invitation to Yuexuan as well.

"Today is the coronation ceremony for our Pavilion's Young Pavilion Master. Thank you all for coming to witness it." A master of ceremonies flew out from within the Sky Dragon Pavilion and used soul power to amplify his voice. "I won't keep you in suspense any longer. Now, please welcome our—Young Pavilion Master!"

Before Di Lintian could even make his entrance, Lin Yu channeled his soul power, and the sky instantly became overcast with dark clouds, leaving not a sliver of sunlight.

Many guests looked up in confusion; how could the weather at the Sky Dragon Pavilion change so suddenly?

Only the few Title Douluos present knew what had happened. Lin Yu had not restrained his soul power fluctuations, and his small movements had been captured by them.

Under the scene of dark clouds obscuring the firmament, Di Lintian, dressed in his black-and-gold dragon robe, stepped out from above the Sky Dragon Pavilion. Every step he took on the void sent ripples through the air.

"Fengzhi, the Dark Demon Dragon martial soul shouldn't have space attributes, right?" Standing beside Ning Fengzhi, the straight-as-a-sword Sword Douluo asked uncertainly.

"It doesn't." Ning Fengzhi answered firmly.

The Dark Demon Dragon martial soul indeed possessed no space attributes, only the attributes of ultimate darkness and ultimate annihilation. Even Di Lintian's space attribute was obtained through the Silver Dragon's blessing; how could it possibly be bestowed upon others?

All the guests turned their eyes toward Di Lintian, who walked on the void with his black-and-gold robe fluttering.

Except for one person—Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen. His gaze was locked tightly onto the Second Grand Elder, Thunder God Douluo. Possessing the same Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, Yu Yuanzhen could feel that the terrifying pressure emanating from him was far greater than his own.

Lin Yu stood up from the Dark Demon Dragon throne with a Demon Dragon Crown in his hand and approached Di Lintian.

"From this day forward, you are the Young Pavilion Master of the Sky Dragon Pavilion and the eleventh Pavilion Master. You must keep the ancestral teachings in mind and never forget your original intention."

"Yes." Di Lintian bowed his head slightly, waiting for Lin Yu to place the Demon Dragon Crown upon his head.

Lin Yu slowly extended the Demon Dragon Crown and placed it on Di Lintian's lowered head.

"We congratulate the Young Pavilion Master on his coronation! May your reign be prosperous for a thousand autumns, and may the Sky Dragon flourish forever!" The seven elders standing behind the three dragon thrones bowed in unison, speaking respectfully.

While called a grand coronation ceremony, it was really just a matter of Di Lintian making an appearance and wearing a crown. It ended there; the real highlight was the soul battle to follow, for that was where Di Lintian would demonstrate his strength.

"Rise." Di Lintian replied indifferently, then his figure flashed, and he appeared in the center of the white jade plaza.