The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Is Wiped Out; Bibi Dong Kills Emperor Xue Ye and Captures Hongjun and Mu Bai; The Gold Stele Gives Out Awards (Continued)

The nine Titled Douluo elders joined forces to attack.

He completely lost the ability to move.

He became an old man whose armor was

stained red with blood.

His voice, full of fury and despair,

echoed through the night sky:

"Spirit Hall!"

"You won't come to a good end!"

"My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"We were clearly willing to submit!"

"And yet you still slaughtered us and wiped us out!"

"Er Long, I was wrong!"

"I shouldn't have entertained the thought of submitting to Spirit Hall!"

"They're a bunch of cold-blooded, heartless villains!"

"If only I'd listened to your request!"

"And sent some disciples to support the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"Then at least a small part of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's bloodline"

"could have survived!"

"But now... not a single disciple of the clan is left alive!"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... is utterly destroyed!"

"Er Long!"

"You are the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's"

"only surviving member!"

"Don't even think about avenging the clan!"

"Just stay alive!"

"And pass on the clan's last remaining bloodline!"

"Carry on the legacy..."

After Yu Yuanzhen spoke his final word,

his body crashed heavily to the ground.

A sharp Snake Lance came flying through the air,

piercing straight through his chest.

An immeasurable force erupted.

His body was destroyed, reduced to dust.

And so,

one of the Upper Three Sects on the Douluo Continent,

the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan,

was... wiped out.

Holy Soul Village.

On the meditation cushion atop the arena,

Lin Feng watched the scenes on the screen.

Even with his composure,

he was still stunned.

"Using the attack on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as bait,"

"drawing the attention of all the various factions,"

"then seizing the chance to strike"

"at the