Yu Yuanzhen Descends Upon the Void Ancient Dragon Clan! The Battle of Two Dragons!

Yet, reality is always cruelly laughable.

Deep within the subterranean world of molten lava.

Yan took a deep breath, his soul power surging wildly within him as five optimally matched soul rings pulsed rhythmically beneath his feet.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Flying Sand Wild Flame!"

With a loud shout, he pushed his state to its peak, then cautiously reached out his armored right hand toward the cluster of deep yellow flames.

"Come to me! Become the stepping stone for my rise to power!" Yan's face was etched with confidence.

However, the moment his fingers were about to touch the flames, a faint hiss echoed, as if a red-hot blade had sliced into butter.

That was the Mysterious Yellow Flame, ranked twenty-third on the Heavenly Flame Ranking!

Though it sat at the bottom of the Exotic Flame rankings, it had been buried deep within the earth's core for hundreds of millions of years, tempered by the heart of the world. The intense heat and destructive power contained within were beyond anything a mortal body could fathom!

"What?!"

In an instant, the smile on Yan's face froze.

His Flame Lord armor, his pride and joy—a defense capable of withstanding a full-force strike from a soul master of the same rank—had been vaporized the moment it touched the Mysterious Yellow Flame!

That's right, not melted, but directly vaporized!

"No... this is impossible!!"

Yan's eyes widened in terror. He tried to pull his hand back, only to find that the deep yellow flame seemed to possess a spirit of its own, creeping up his arm!

"Aaaaaah!"

Yan's shrill, agonizing scream instantly tore through the entire underground world.

The flame looked gentle, but it was incredibly domineering!

In the blink of an eye, Yan's entire right arm vanished, leaving not even a speck of ash behind!

Then came his shoulder, his chest, his head...

"Save me! Your Majesty the Pope, save me! Nana, save me!!"

Yan struggled frantically within the flames, desperately channeling his soul power to extinguish the fire, only to realize in despair that his soul power acted as the perfect fuel for the Exotic Flame!

The stronger his soul power, the fiercer the fire burned!

"I am of the Golden Generation, I am a genius, I cannot die here..."

Yan wailed, but it was futile. In a mere three seconds, the Spirit Hall genius who had been dreaming of becoming stronger was burned into a pile of ashes by that palm-sized cluster of deep yellow flame, right before everyone's eyes.

Even his so-called Flame Lord martial soul was incinerated in an instant, its traces completely wiped from this world.

A breeze blew, and he vanished into dust.

The Mysterious Yellow Flame remained suspended quietly above the altar, its tiny flame flickering as if nothing had happened at all.

Meanwhile, the entire Douluo Continent fell into a deathly silence after witnessing the scene.

Spirit Hall, Pope Palace.

"Clang!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's mouth hung wide open, his entire body frozen as if struck by lightning.

"It's... gone?"

"Yan is just gone like that?"

"That was the Flame Lord! A top-tier martial soul with immunity to both fire and earth!"

"How could he be burned to ash just by touching that little flame?"

"What kind of fire is that? Are the fires in that world all divine flames?!"

Qian Daoliu's face turned deathly pale, and he collapsed back into his chair.

He stared at the deep yellow flame on the light screen, which still appeared harmless, and felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to his skull.

Too weak.

The resistances they took such pride in were nothing more than a joke in the face of that world's laws!

Shrek Academy.

Ma Hongjun clutched his throat, feeling his mouth go dry as his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

As the possessor of the Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul, he had always considered himself a master of fire.

But now, seeing Yan burned alive, he nearly wet himself on the spot.

"Th-Third Brother..."

Ma Hongjun's voice trembled, laced with a sob:

"Is that fire even more powerful than my Phoenix Flame?"

Tang San's expression was grave, his forehead even beaded with cold sweat.

Although he possessed the Purple Demon Eye, he felt his very soul trembling in the face of that flame.

"Fatty, don't compare your fire to that."

After taking a deep breath, Tang San said in a low voice:

"If I'm not mistaken, that should be a type of primordial flame from that world."

"I fear that even if Yan activated his Avatar of the Martial Soul, he would be as flammable as a sheet of paper before that fire."

Just as the entire continent was left speechless by the shock of Yan's tragic death, the prompt from the sky screen sounded once again at the perfect moment.

[Third Explorer: Yan, confirmed dead!]

[Cause of death: Attempted to swallow the 23rd-ranked Heavenly Flame—Mysterious Yellow Flame—with bare hands.]

[Evaluation: The ignorant are fearless. Heavenly Flames are divine objects of heaven and earth; they cannot be touched without great fortune, great perseverance, and the assistance of top-tier medicinal pills. A mere ant daring to covet a divine object—his death is not worth pitying.]

The appearance of these lines left countless spirit masters feeling nothing but despair.

"The twenty-third rank?"

"Does that mean there are at least twenty-two even stronger flames in that world?"

"And that was just the lowest-ranked one?"

"A mere bottom-ranked fire could instantly kill our Spirit King genius..."

"Wouldn't the top-ranked flames be capable of burning down our entire God Realm?!"

Heavenly Palace, Main Hall.

After watching the scene of Yan turning into ashes through the system, Lin Feng shook his head with a hint of disdain.

"A low-level fantasy character should have the self-awareness of a low-level character."

"Even Xiao Yan had to make full preparations before attempting to swallow a Heavenly Flame, yet you, a Spirit King who plays with mud, dared to swallow it raw?"

"You really were tired of living."

Having said that, Lin Feng casually closed Yan's live stream; he had no interest in sparing even another glance for such an idiot.

"However, I can use this fool's death to reap another harvest."

"System, check the current progress of luck collection."

[Ding! Current luck collection progress of the Douluo Plane: 15%.]

[Due to the death of Yan and the submission of Bibi Dong (drinking porridge), the Dao hearts of the powerhouses in the Douluo Plane have collapsed on a large scale, and the plane's barrier is weakening further.]

"Very good."

Meanwhile, above the sky screen.

Following Yan's death, the light screen representing him went completely black.

Immediately after, that grand voice resonated throughout the entire Douluo Continent once more, causing every spirit master still immersed in fear to shudder.

[Given that the explorer Yan has died, a vacancy has appeared.]

[Randomly filling the vacancy...]

[Number of replacements this time: four!]

Hum!

Without warning, four even thicker pillars of golden light, carrying irresistible pressure, instantly pierced through the clouds of the Douluo Continent and landed precisely in four distinct locations!

The first pillar: The core area of the Star Dou Forest!

"Roar!"

A deafening roar erupted as a black giant ape, as massive as a mountain, pounded its chest in fury, attempting to resist the suction force.

Its muscles were knotted and as hard as granite, and it exuded a terrifying aura capable of making even Titled Douluo retreat.

[First replacement: King of the Star Dou Forest, Titan Giant Ape Er Ming!]

The second pillar: The Spirit Hall branch in Nuoding City!

A middle-aged man who looked somewhat decadent and was just about to head home was engulfed by the golden light, looking completely bewildered.

In his hand, he still held a stack of spirit awakening certificates for the children he had just processed.

[Second replacement: Spirit Hall patrol deacon, Great Spirit Master Su Yuntao!]

The third pillar landed within Spirit Hall.

"No, I won't go!"

"Old Ghost, save me! Your Majesty the Pope, save me!"

A man clad in golden armor, his demeanor somewhat effeminate, let out a sharp, shrill shriek.

Having just witnessed Yan being reduced to ashes with his own eyes, he was now scared out of his wits as the golden light descended upon him.

[Third replacement: Spirit Hall Elder, Level 95 Titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan!]

When the fourth beam of light descended, the entire world of spirit masters was shaken once again!

The beam was pointed directly at the main peak of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan: True Dragon Mountain!

"Has it chosen me?"

In front of the True Dragon Hall, Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who had just been railing against the cruelty of that world, stared at the golden light enveloping him in utter astonishment.

Yet, he was a clan leader after all, possessing the pride of a Level 95 power-attack Titled Douluo.

After a brief moment of shock, he straightened his back abruptly. Lightning exploded from his body, his two arms instantly transformed into dragon limbs, and he let out a passionate dragon roar:

"Hmph! Since it has chosen this old man, then I shall go and see what that world is like!"

"My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is the number one beast spirit in the world, possessing the bloodline of a true dragon! Even in that world, dragons remain the masters of all beasts!"

"I would like to see just how different the dragons of that world truly are!"

[Fourth replacement: Patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Level 95 Titled Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen!]

Teleportation initiated!

With a flash of light, the four figures vanished instantly.

The people of the Douluo Continent held their breath once more.

The lineup this time was truly luxurious!

It included a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast, two Titled Douluos, and even Su Yuntao, the man known as the Blind Douluo!

"That's Er Ming! It's the Titan Giant Ape!"

At Shrek Academy, Xiao Wu watched the familiar figure on the light screen, tears streaming down her face in anxiety:

"Er Ming may be powerful, but his temper is too volatile. If he provokes a powerhouse in that world..."

"And there's Chrysanthemum Douluo and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan leader..."

Battle Through the Heavens Plane, deep within the Void Lightning Pool.

There was no land here, only endless void storms and silver thunder.

In the deepest reaches of the void floated a massive island: East Dragon Island!

This was the territory of the Void Ancient Dragon clan, the true overlords of the magical beast world in the Battle Through the Heavens world!

Hum!

The next second, space distorted, and Yu Yuanzhen appeared out of thin air on the outskirts of East Dragon Island.

"This... where is this?"

The moment he landed, Yu Yuanzhen was rendered speechless by the sight before him.

Surrounded by the pitch-black, profound void, he stood upon a massive floating island.

Moreover, the air was permeated with an ancient, desolate, and overwhelmingly domineering aura.

That aura caused the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit within him to tremble uncontrollably!

It was a sense of submission, as if encountering one's own ancestors!

"What terrifying dragon energy! This must be a holy land for the dragon race!"

For a moment, feeling all of this, Yu Yuanzhen's eyes erupted with wild joy:

"Hahaha, heaven helps me! I am truly destined for greatness!"

"Powerful dragons must reside here!"

"With the true dragon bloodline in my body, I will surely gain their recognition, and perhaps even obtain a god-level inheritance!"

Thinking of this, Yu Yuanzhen did not hesitate any longer and directly activated his Spirit Avatar!

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Avatar!"

"ROAR!!"

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, Yu Yuanzhen transformed into a massive blue-purple lightning dragon, seventy to eighty meters long!

Wrapped in lightning, covered in menacing scales, his dragon might was vast!

This was the capital he used to run rampant across the Douluo Continent!

He intended to show his strength and nobility to his kin in this world in his most powerful form!

"Senior dragons of this place, this junior Yu Yuanzhen carries the bloodline of a true dragon and has come specifically to pay my respects!"

Following this, Yu Yuanzhen maneuvered his avatar, circling in the void, his voice rolling out like thunder.

At the same time, within East Dragon Island.

Several Void Ancient Dragon Clan warriors on patrol suddenly stopped in their tracks, then looked with strange expressions at the blue-purple worm currently showing off in the void.

"What... is that thing?"

One of the Ancient Dragon warriors scratched his head and asked his companion in confusion:

"It looks like a lizard, but also a bit like a loach. To think it actually dares to claim it possesses the bloodline of a true dragon?"

"And that screech of its is hideous; it sounds just like a pig being slaughtered."

Another Ancient Dragon warrior sneered, a flash of ferocity crossing his eyes:

"Whatever it is, daring to shout and scream on East Dragon Island, and even releasing that low-grade, nauseating aura, is a provocation against the Ancient Dragon Clan!"

"Commander Heiqing happens to be nearby; let him go clean up the trash."

In the void.

Yu Yuanzhen was still putting his all into displaying his dragon might, hoping to attract the favor of some powerhouse.

Just then.

BOOM!

The void above suddenly tore open, and a pitch-black dragon claw, so massive it defied description, reached directly out from the rift!

Every single scale on that dragon claw was larger than Yu Yuanzhen himself, shimmering with dark golden light and exuding an aura that stood above all things!

The very moment this claw appeared, the surrounding space instantly solidified!

"This... this is..."

Yu Yuanzhen's pride and joy, his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon avatar, looked like nothing more than a tiny earthworm before this giant claw.

In particular, the absolute suppression originating from the depths of his bloodline left him without even the strength to move a single finger.

"Where did this mongrel lizard come from, daring to call itself a dragon in the territory of the Void Ancient Dragons?"

The next second, a voice like rolling thunder exploded, shaking Yu Yuanzhen until blood poured from his seven orifices and his martial soul avatar was instantly covered in cracks!

Immediately after, a burly man as tall as an iron tower, his muscles appearing as if cast from steel, stepped out from the void in black armor.

He then looked down at the Yu Yuanzhen before him.