The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master Seeking Death

But the fierce-looking middle-aged man seemed not to notice the sudden change in Qiangu Liting's aura and continued pressing aggressively:

"The Emerald Wings Soul Bone was bought by you, wasn't it? To be honest, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has taken a liking to that Soul Bone. I'm sure you understand that a man's only guilty of possessing jade. Some things simply aren't yours to keep."

At this point, it was no longer just Qiangu Yunche who could not hold back. Hot-tempered Qiangu Yunmei directly cursed aloud:

"Idiots, did donkeys kick your brains out? Even if you wanted to rob us, couldn't you at least wait until we left the Starlight Auction House?"

"Besides, what the hell is your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? A deformed clan that was exterminated by Spirit Hall and only survived through incest, and you still have the nerve to show your faces on the continent? If I were your ancestor and knew I'd spawned things like you, I should have blasted you onto the wall back then."

As soon as those words fell, the entire hall sank into deathly silence.

Qiangu Yunche's eyes widened slightly as he could not help clicking his tongue in amazement.

He had to admit, his sister's verbal attacks were truly devastating.

As for the three people blocking their way, after hearing Qiangu Yunmei's words, their faces turned crimson in an instant. Veins bulged at their temples, their eyes widened, their chests heaved violently, and their entire bodies trembled with rage. It was as though fire might burst from their eyes.

The middle-aged man standing at the front was especially furious. His eyes had turned bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

"You bitch, you're courting death! How dare you insult my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan like this!"

With a furious roar, two yellow, two purple, and four black Soul Rings abruptly rose beneath him.

Martial Soul, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, possessed!

Blue-violet lightning arcs flashed wildly as his arms transformed into piercing dragon claws amid the thunderous glow.

Clan secret technique, Dragon Transformation!

After obtaining their third Soul Ring, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters gained an additional dragon-like body part with every Soul Ring they acquired. Once they reached seven rings, they could truly transform into dragons!

As he exerted force through his legs, the ground beneath his feet immediately caved in, and he shot toward Qiangu Yunmei like a cannonball.

"So what if I insult you? Die mad, idiot."

Qiangu Yunmei snorted disdainfully. The Coiling Dragon Staff, wrapped around by a black Break Evil Dragon, appeared in her hand as seven Soul Rings rose beneath her. Blood-red light reflected against the hall's resplendent golden decor, creating an exceptionally bewitching sight.

The instant she swung her staff, a string of sonic booms exploded through the hall. When the dragon claws collided with the Coiling Dragon Staff, they actually produced a piercing metallic clang.

After the clash, both of them staggered back several steps.

Qiangu Yunmei's hand holding the staff trembled slightly, while some of the dragon scales on the middle-aged man's arm had shattered.

Yet compared to Qiangu Yunmei's terrifying strength, so mismatched with her appearance, what shocked the middle-aged man even more was her cultivation and Soul Ring configuration!

What had he just seen?

This young woman, who looked barely over twenty, was actually already a Soul Saint and even possessed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

In that brief instant, most of the middle-aged man's rage and killing intent vanished, replaced by fear and regret.

His reason had been overwhelmed by anger, but that did not mean he was stupid enough not to understand what a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring represented.

Behind the middle-aged man, the other middle-aged man and the young man's pupils contracted sharply as well. Both immediately realized that things had gone badly.

After coming to his senses, the middle-aged man at the rear hurried forward and said:

"Three friends, I am Yu Zhenshan. What happened just now was all a misunderstanding. Please stop first—"

"Let's fight in the sky. With your strength as an eighty-ninth-rank Soul Douluo, you barely qualify to be my opponent."

Qiangu Liting gave him no chance to mediate. His voice was icy as his Coiling Dragon Staff pointed directly at Yu Zhenshan's brow. Not a single Soul Ring rose beneath him, yet that frigid killing intent still made Yu Zhenshan shudder.

"This friend, I—"

"Since you don't want to move, I'll help you."

Yu Zhenshan never got another chance to speak. Qiangu Liting struck him with his staff at a speed too fast for the naked eye to catch. The unimaginable force sent him crashing through the wall and flying out of the Starlight Auction House like a cannonball. Qiangu Liting followed close behind, swinging his staff upward and forcibly launching Yu Zhenshan into the sky.

This sight left Xu Jiujiu and the elderly man with short brown-black hair beside her, who had just arrived after noticing the commotion, utterly dumbfounded. For a moment, they did not know whether they should step forward to stop them.

"Y-Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Giant Strength Douluo Cheng Gang swallowed with difficulty. His Martial Soul, the Ant Emperor, was renowned for its strength and defense, but the identities of those two people were each more extraordinary than the last. As a ninety-first-rank Title Douluo, he truly could not make a decision.

Xu Jiujiu swept her gaze over the chaotic situation in the hall, then looked at the blood-red Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring beneath Qiangu Yunmei. In the end, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Go stop them. Tell the other powerhouses in the imperial city not to approach. Also, before tomorrow night, I want to see them restore this hall to exactly how it was."

"Ah!?" Giant Strength Douluo froze for a moment, but when Xu Jiujiu stomped her foot hard, he immediately came back to his senses and understood what she meant.

After Giant Strength Douluo left, Xu Jiujiu supported herself against the nearby wall and took a deep breath. Only then did her wildly pounding heart calm down slightly.

Under her gaze, Qiangu Yunche, who had remained still all this time, finally moved.

He walked step by step toward the blue-clothed young man, who seemed to still be confused about what was happening, and then voiced the question in his heart:

"More than ten thousand years have passed since the Age of the Seven Gods, yet your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is still this domineering and brainless, running rampant without restraint. What, do you really think no one on the continent would dare touch you just because you bear the name Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

As he spoke, a terrifying aura erupted from Qiangu Yunche's body, but not a single Soul Ring appeared beneath his feet.

One yellow, three purple, and two black Soul Rings rose beneath the blue-clothed young man. Clearly, he was a six-ring Soul Emperor.

"Y-You stay away from me! I'm an heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! If you kill me, my grandfather and the clan will never let you go!"

However, his very first sentence made Qiangu Yunche lose more than half his interest.

"If you had even a little backbone and chose to fight me fairly, I might have considered you a man. But clearly, just like your two elders, you're a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong. If trash like you can become one of the heirs of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it's no wonder the clan has never been able to fully revive."

Perhaps Qiangu Yunche's words had cut too deeply, or perhaps a certain phrase had struck a sore spot in the young man's heart. His eyes rapidly turned blood-red, and then he roared:

"I'm not a coward! I'm a clan heir! I'm the one most worthy of that position!"

As he spoke, his second, third, and fifth Soul Rings lit up simultaneously. A blue-violet giant dragon silently emerged behind him, and terrifying thunderous power descended, blasting cracks across the surrounding walls and floor.

Blue Lightning Divine Dragon Strike!

Facing the young man's furious attack, Qiangu Yunche lightly shook his head, having completely lost interest.

Myriad Tide Heavenly Thunder.

Qiangu Yunche spoke calmly. His left arm suddenly lit up as deep-blue lightning burst from his palm. Lightning stirred the force of water, while water contained the might of lightning. Smoothness and ferocity combined perfectly, and the power of this attack was beyond imagination.

The two utterly different bolts of lightning collided explosively in midair. Following a deafening boom, lightning flared and electric arcs nearly covered the entire hall. Nebula Douluo had appeared before Xu Jiujiu at some point, using his Soul Power to shield her from the terrifying lightning.

When the scattered electric arcs finally faded, the blue-clothed young man had vanished. In his place remained only a pile of charred ash and a right leg bone faintly glowing with lightning.