Beating the Old Fossil!

Boom!

Liu Erlong's figure vanished in an instant.

Everyone's pupils contracted. Even the Soul Douluos couldn't track her.

The next second, a fist slammed squarely into Yu Bazhen's old face.

The terrifying force of the punch exploded. The protective soul power and dragon scales of an 82nd-level Soul Douluo shattered like paper.

Yu Bazhen was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth as his teeth scattered across the ground. Half his face swelled up grotesquely.

His body smashed through two stone pillars and crashed into the artificial hill at the edge of the square. Rocks collapsed with a roar, burying him beneath them.

Liu Erlong slowly withdrew her right fist, flicked the blood from her hand, and swept a cold gaze across the square.

"Trash."

"You insolent wretch!"

Second Elder Yu Tianqi roared in fury. Thunder erupted all around him, and the phantom of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bellowed behind his back.

His arms underwent Dragon Transformation, and his fifth Soul Ring burst with black light.

"Fifth Soul Skill—Thunder Dragon Emperor Break!"

A purple lightning bolt as thick as a barrel, wrapped in the sound of a dragon's roar, blasted straight toward Liu Erlong.

Liu Erlong didn't even lift an eyelid. She charged straight into the lightning.

The thunder struck her, producing nothing but a few wisps of smoke.

"That's it?"

Her fist had already slammed into Yu Tianqi's chest. His breastbone shattered, and blood gushed from his mouth.

Liu Erlong didn't stop. She grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground.

"Speak! Which bastard said back then, 'An illegitimate daughter is a mongrel and has no place in the clan records'?"

Yu Tianqi's face was covered in blood. Two of his teeth had fallen out.

"You... who are you...?"

Just then, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples around them shuddered.

Illegitimate daughter? Mongrel? Not entered in the clan records?

Those words struck everyone who knew what had happened back then like lightning.

Someone swallowed hard, their voice trembling.

"She... she's Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter!"

"An illegitimate daughter! She means the illegitimate daughter! The one they turned away from the clan back then—"

"Liu Erlong! Her name is Liu Erlong! Yu Luomian's daughter from outside the clan!"

Someone in the crowd shouted the name, and the entire square erupted.

First Elder Yu Bazhen struggled to push half his body up from the rubble of the artificial hill. Covered in blood, he stared wide-eyed, his lips quivering.

"You... you're Yu Luomian's daughter?"

Liu Erlong tilted her head. A cold smile curled her lips.

She let go of Yu Tianqi, allowing him to fall to the ground like a rag doll, then turned and walked step by step toward Yu Guanzhen.

"What? Finally remembered?"

"Back then, you said my mother was a brothel prostitute, called me a mongrel, and said I wasn't worthy of the Yu name. Was that you?"

Her gaze swept across everyone present. Her golden, slitted pupils brimmed with mockery.

"You guessed it, but you don't dare admit it? Or would you rather believe that a mongrel illegitimate daughter would be a good-for-nothing all her life than admit she could trample all you old fossils underfoot?"

Her voice abruptly rose, fire blazing in her eyes.

"I'm Liu Erlong! The illegitimate daughter you dismissed without even a glance, the one you declared 'a mongrel who doesn't belong in the clan records'!"

The entire square fell silent.

Third Elder Yu Guanzhen's face darkened. He roared:

"Liu Erlong! You bear the Yu family's blood, yet you've injured your own uncles and elders and shown no regard for propriety!

Do you have any respect for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Uncles and elders?" Liu Erlong pointed at Yu Bazhen and Yu Tianqi, who lay on the ground. "My surname is Liu, not Yu. Who here is my uncle? Do you deserve to be?"

"How dare you!" Enforcement Elder Yu Zongzhen thundered, his voice low and stern.

"Whatever your surname, Yu family blood runs through your veins! What you've done today is a betrayal of your ancestors!"

"Betrayal of my ancestors?"

Liu Erlong's smile vanished, replaced by a murderous chill.

"When my mother died of illness in that house, Yu Luomian came to collect her body. Which one of you old fossils even came to take a look?"

"When my Martial Soul Awakening mutated into a Fire Dragon, you didn't even bother to look before declaring, 'A mongrel doesn't belong in the clan records.'"

"And now you want to talk to me about bloodlines? About ancestors?"

She pointed at the inner-clan disciples groaning across the ground, her voice rising higher and higher.

"Is this the ancestral rule of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Picking on the weak and fearing the strong? You bully people when you can beat them, then whine when you can't?"

"So I've betrayed my ancestors, have I?"

She took one step forward. The flagstones shattered for several meters around her.

A terrifying aura burst forth, and Dragon Might soared into the sky.

"Today, I'll stomp every last one of your rotten rules to pieces!"

Yu Zongzhen's face turned gloomy, his voice icy. "Liu Erlong, you merely stumbled upon a lucky opportunity, and now you dare to run wild in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? You think one person can turn the world upside down? Today, you'll pay for this!"

"A lucky opportunity?" Liu Erlong burst into wild laughter.

"So what if I got lucky? The heavens handed me a feast. You jealous?"

"You old codgers took decades just to reach Soul Douluo. You think you're qualified to talk about making me pay?

Even if an opportunity fell right into your laps, you wouldn't be able to handle it!"

She spread her arms and swept her gaze over everyone.

But inside, she sneered: In less than two months, I'd gone from level twenty-six to level sixty-five.

Did they really think luck alone could do that?

Could a single "lucky" wipe away the hellish training she'd endured over the past two months?

For the past two months, that bastard Jiang Ce had trained her as an Anti-Magic Ninja.

The minimum requirement had been enduring three thousand times the sensory intensity.

Three thousand times! Who the hell could withstand that?

To reach that level—

Every day, she had to keep two Phantoms inside her while fighting.

For an ordinary woman, simply walking would be hard enough.

But what about running?

Not only had she endured it, she'd also fought Soul Beasts in a frenzy, and she'd even had to keep a straight face.

And that bastard would occasionally change the settings and use his First Soul Skill—Phantom Dragon Impact.

His Second Soul Skill—Lightning Poison Dragon Drill.

Did they really think she'd gained this strength through nothing but luck?

An ordinary person would've been reduced to an empty shell by this Tentacle Monster, stripped of personality and thought, with nothing left but lust.

These old fossils standing right in front of her? If they'd had to endure training like that themselves, they'd never have made it.

Liu Erlong's disdain only made the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan elders angrier.

"Good! Good! Good!" Yu Guanzhen was so furious he laughed. "Since you're asking for death, don't blame us for showing no regard for our blood ties!"

He strode forward, and his Eighth Soul Ring burst into light.

"Attack together! Take down this madwoman!"

The three remaining elders—

Yu Guanzhen, Yu Zongzhen, and another elder who had just climbed back to his feet—

along with ten high-ranking Soul Sages, all summoned their Martial Souls at once.

Thunder filled the sky, and lightning dragons roared.

All thirteen of them lunged at Liu Erlong from every direction.

"Attack together? You old fossils are too slow. I'm in a hurry, so coming at me all at once is perfect!"

"Roar—!"

A gigantic phantom of the Golden Holy Flame Dragon roared behind Liu Erlong.

Its hundred-meter body coiled through the sky, its entire form burning with fierce golden flames.

Her eyes turned golden and slitted. Golden fire surged around her as Dragon Might bore down on everything like a landslide.

Six Soul Rings erupted beneath her feet—

two yellow, one purple, three black.

Their radiance was dazzling, the purple vivid and the black ominous.

"First Soul Skill—Golden Holy Flame Dragon Possession!"

Golden scales emerged from beneath her skin, covering her entire body as flames burned across their surface.

All attributes increased by 200%.

"Second Soul Skill—Golden Holy Flame Dragon Arm!"

Golden dragon-scale armor layered over her right arm, and holy flames gathered around her fist in the shape of a dragon's head.

The attack power and strength of her right arm increased by 200%.

On top of that, Jiang Ce's 5-fold Independent Multiplier—

All attributes increased fifteenfold, while the attack power and strength of her right hand increased by an additional fifteenfold.

"The Golden Holy Flame Dragon! Her Martial Soul really did evolve from a Fire Dragon!"

"Six-Ring Soul Emperor! A Ten Thousand Year Fourth Ring! She's really the monster from that secret report!"

"A Fire Dragon mutated a second time into a Golden Dragon! One chance in a million!"

Liu Erlong ignored their cries of shock.

She stamped her right foot against the ground, shooting forward like a cannonball as she charged straight at all thirteen of them.

In an instant, she appeared in front of Yu Guanzhen.

"You were just talking about betraying my ancestors?" She punched him in the chest.

"Crack!" His breastbone shattered, and blood sprayed from his mouth.

"You think you're fit to lecture me about ancestors?"

Her second punch smashed into his face. Teeth flew as he was sent hurtling away.

Liu Erlong didn't stop.

She darted through the thirteen men. Every time she paused, bones cracked.

One punch apiece. One punch apiece. One punch apiece.

Golden flames exploded across the square, and Soul Douluos and Soul Sages flew through the air like punching bags.

Someone activated the Seventh Soul Skill, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Form, transforming into a gigantic lightning dragon dozens of meters long.

Liu Erlong looked up at it, a cold smile curling her lips.

"Flashy nonsense."

She stamped her right foot against the ground. The flagstones shattered, and she shot into the sky, her right fist swinging straight at the dragon's head.

Her fist slammed into the dragon's head!

Boom!