Blazing Flames Incinerate the Dragon; Schemes Fulfilled

Yu Yuanzhen already felt a measure of regret, but the arrow was on the string and had to be loosed. With a low shout, he launched the first attack against Ling Yuan.

His seventh soul ring suddenly flared, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's true form manifested instantly. A colossal dragon shadow coiled behind him, its presence awe-inspiring.

Immediately following, his eighth soul ring lit up as well, his voice booming like a thunderclap: "Eighth Soul Skill—Dragon Soaring Heaven Thunderstorm!"

In an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and countless bolts of lightning descended like giant dragons, sweeping toward Ling Yuan.

Wherever the lightning passed, the air seemed to be torn asunder, emitting a piercing, deafening roar.

Facing such a terrifying offensive, Ling Yuan's expression remained calm. Her eighth soul ring suddenly ignited: "Eighth Soul Skill—Boiling Blood!"

As her voice fell, flames swirled through the sky, and a scorching heat instantly permeated the air.

Following that, feathers burning with intense flames drifted down, colliding with Yu Yuanzhen's lightning.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fire feathers and lightning clashed fiercely in the air, erupting with ear-splitting roars.

Shockingly, Ling Yuan's fire feathers completely neutralized Yu Yuanzhen's eighth soul skill, even while he was in his martial soul true form state.

Everyone on the field was stunned. Yu Yuanzhen was a long-renowned level 95 Titled Douluo, yet he had been so easily countered by Ling Yuan.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression turned grave; clearly, he had not expected Ling Yuan's strength to have reached this level. The boost provided by her ninth soul ring was truly formidable.

He took a deep breath, his eyes burning with even greater fighting spirit: "Good! You are worthy of being a Titled Douluo with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!"

Yu Yuanzhen's face was solemn, a flash of determination in his eyes: "Ninth Soul Skill—Dragon Soul Nine Heavens Fury!"

In an instant, his ninth soul ring merged with his martial soul. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon true form expanded violently, and the dragon shadow soared into the sky, transforming into nine massive lightning dragons, each containing the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

The nine giant dragons roared, sweeping toward Ling Yuan with endless momentum, as if to swallow her whole.

Seeing this, Ling Yuan dared not be careless. Her seventh soul ring lit up: "Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Form!"

The massive true form of the Ling Yuan bird manifested instantly, its fiery red wings unfurling.

Next, her ninth soul ring flared, its blood-red light burning like a raging inferno: "Ninth Soul Skill—Cinder Fire!"

As her voice fell, a massive magic array suddenly appeared in the sky. Within the array, flames swirled, and a scorching heat instantly filled the air.

After a brief moment of charging, a terrifying pillar of fire erupted from the center of the array, continuously blasting toward Yu Yuanzhen.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to ignite, emitting a piercing, explosive sound.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Ultimately, the pillar of fire swept away everything in its path, completely swallowing the nine lightning dragons. With its momentum undiminished, it continued to blast toward Yu Yuanzhen.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly channeled his soul power to defend, but he was still knocked back several steps by the terrifying force, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The Titled Douluos present saw this and their expressions shifted. They hurriedly released their soul power to erect barriers, shielding the onlookers within.

The pillar of fire roared like a giant dragon, slamming directly into Yu Yuanzhen.

His body was blasted into the sky by the pillar of fire, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning pale.

Immediately after, the pillar of fire exploded violently in the air. A massive blast echoed through the heavens, and scorching flames instantly swept outward.

The surrounding buildings were destroyed like paper under this force, and even the Pope Palace and the Angel God Statue did not escape unscathed, left battered and damaged by the shockwave.

"Rumble!"

The entire Spirit Hall seemed to tremble at this moment. The ground cracked with countless fissures, and smoke, dust, and flames soared into the sky, blotting out the sun.

Even with the protection of the Titled Douluos, the people on the field were sent reeling by the shockwave, their faces filled with terror.

When the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, the crowd finally saw the scene on the field.

Yu Yuanzhen lay on the ground, his clothes tattered and his body charred black, gasping for breath and clearly unconscious.

The members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect saw this, and their expressions changed drastically: "Sect Master!" Ignoring everything else, several of them rushed forward to surround Yu Yuanzhen.

Watching Yu Yuanzhen's miserable state, Qian Lingche almost couldn't help but laugh. Had this old fellow really gone looking for trouble only to find it?

Without waiting for anyone else to speak, he leaped down from the high platform: "Sect Master Yu was willing to demonstrate in person to instruct Douluo Ling Yuan; it is truly admirable."

"Escort Sect Master Yu down. Have the physicians treat him well and ensure he is safe and sound."

Several guards immediately stepped forward, respectfully lifting the unconscious Yu Yuanzhen and carrying him away with the utmost care.

Although the members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect were dissatisfied, the situation forced their hand, and they dared not say more, forced to follow the guards away in frustration.

Following Qian Lingche's departure, representatives of the major factions stepped forward one after another to congratulate Ling Yuan.

At the same time, Qian Lingche had already quietly left the square with the envoys of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Before leaving, he nodded slightly toward Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin from afar, signaling that he was heading out first.

As for the matters regarding the Pope Palace, Ji Lin would handle the aftermath.

The envoy of the Heaven Dou Empire bowed deeply to Qian Lingche, his tone humble: "Young Master Qian, His Majesty sent me to offer you an apology."

"Regarding the incident in Heaven Dou City earlier, His Majesty has already investigated. Xue Beng and Xue Xing were the ones who provoked you. His Majesty feels deeply sorry for this and has already severely punished those two."

Hearing this, Qian Lingche looked at the envoy with some surprise: "Oh? His Majesty is too polite. That matter was merely a misunderstanding. Since His Majesty has already dealt with it, I naturally will not pursue it further."

Seeing that Qian Lingche did not hold it against him, the envoy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Young Master Qian is magnanimous. His Majesty has even specially prepared a generous gift to express his apologies."

He carefully took an exquisite small box from his bosom and held it up with both hands before Qian Lingche. "Young Master Qian, please do me the honor of accepting this."

Qian Lingche did not decline, taking the delicate box from the envoy's hands.

He gently opened the lid, and what met his eyes was, surprisingly, an imperial decree inlaid with gold edges.

He took out the decree, slowly unfolded it, and swept his gaze across it.

A moment later, a faint smile appeared on his face; Xue Ye had actually gifted him the Falling Star Mountain Range within the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire as his private territory.

"His Majesty is certainly thoughtful." Qian Lingche closed the decree and fixed his gaze back on the envoy. "Tell His Majesty for me that I am very satisfied with this gift."

Seeing that Qian Lingche had accepted the gift, the envoy's face immediately lit up with joy, and he hurriedly bowed. "Yes, Young Master Qian! I will certainly convey your words to His Majesty exactly as they were spoken."

Qian Lingche nodded slightly, then placed the decree back into the box. "Very well, Envoy, please return. Give my regards to His Majesty."

The envoy hurriedly acknowledged the command, bowed respectfully once more, and then turned to withdraw.

Watching the envoy's retreating figure, a smile curled the corners of Qian Lingche's lips. Now, everything he needed was finally complete...