The So-Called Strongest Beast Martial Soul Is Only This Capable? Yu Yuanzhen Dies! Three Spirit Bones! Heaven Dou City Is Shaken

"Pfft!"

Under the impact of the energy storm, Yu Yuanzhen was struck as if by lightning.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body flying backward like a kite with its string cut, before crashing heavily into the ground and carving out a huge crater.

His pride and joy, his ninth soul skill, had actually fallen short before Ronan's Hundred-Thousand-Year soul skill!

"Old dog, where did all that arrogance from earlier go? Is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect's sect master only capable of this much?"

Ronan appeared above the crater like a ghost, his tone filled with undisguised mockery.

Yu Yuanzhen struggled out of the pit, his hair disheveled and blood staining the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.

He regretted it. He truly regretted it.

If he had known Ronan had grown to such a terrifying level, he never would have come alone to seek revenge.

"Ronan, don't push me too far! I'll fight you to the death!"

Yu Yuanzhen roared, disregarding everything as he unleashed his Soul Power. He transformed into a violent bolt of lightning and charged at Ronan once more.

"Fight to the death? Are you worthy?"

Ronan sneered and flashed forward to meet him directly.

The battle that followed became a completely one-sided crushing defeat.

Relying on the Golden Sacred Dragon's absolute bloodline suppression over the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, as well as the terrifying enhancement brought by his Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, Ronan beat Yu Yuanzhen back step by step.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull sounds of flesh colliding echoed ceaselessly across the wilderness.

Every punch and kick from Ronan contained terrifying power, breaking Yu Yuanzhen's bones and tearing his tendons as blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.

"Didn't your Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect boast that you possessed the strongest beast martial soul in the world?"

"Why are you lying on the ground like a dead dog now?" Ronan cursed furiously as he attacked.

"When you old dog drove me out of the sect back then, did you ever think this day would come?"

"Yu Xiaogang may be your disgrace, but you, old bastard, are an even bigger fool who can't see straight!"

Yu Yuanzhen's face turned livid from the insults, and humiliation flooded his heart. As the dignified sect master of his generation, when had he ever suffered such shame?

"Thunderbolt!"

Yu Yuanzhen used every bit of his strength and seized an opening in Ronan's assault, driving a fist into Ronan's chest.

The violent power of lightning instantly tore apart Ronan's clothes, leaving a charred wound so deep that bone could be seen on his chest.

I got him! Yu Yuanzhen rejoiced inwardly.

However, the delight on his face froze completely in the next instant.

The terrifying wound on Ronan's chest began to writhe and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the wound had vanished completely, not even leaving behind a trace of a scar!

"H-How is that possible? What kind of monster are you?!"

Yu Yuanzhen fell into complete despair.

He could not beat Ronan, could not injure Ronan, and could not even outcurse him. How was he supposed to fight?

Fear finally swallowed the heart of this Thunder Douluo whole.

He no longer wanted to fight. He only wanted to flee!

As long as he could return to the sect alive and gather the strength of the entire sect, there might still be a sliver of hope.

Yu Yuanzhen immediately activated a Spirit Bone skill!

In an instant, his right arm erupted with an incomparably dazzling silver light, and intense spatial fluctuations began to spread through the surrounding area.

This was his most deeply hidden trump card: an exceedingly rare right arm Spirit Bone that carried a spatial teleportation skill!

"Trying to run?"

Yet Ronan's voice, cold as death itself, abruptly sounded beside Yu Yuanzhen's ear.

Ronan had long been on guard against this move.

The moment silver light flashed from Yu Yuanzhen's right arm, Ronan had already appeared at his side as though he had teleported.

"Stay right here!"

Murderous light flared in Ronan's eyes. His hands clamped down like iron pincers around Yu Yuanzhen's glowing right arm.

"Aah—!"

Accompanied by Yu Yuanzhen's incomparably miserable scream, Ronan suddenly exerted force and actually tore off Yu Yuanzhen's entire right arm at the root!

Blood spurted from Yu Yuanzhen's severed arm like a fountain, dyeing a vast stretch of ground red.

That silver-glowing right arm Spirit Bone, together with flesh and blood, was mercilessly gripped in Ronan's hand.

The spatial teleportation skill was forcibly interrupted!

"Thud!"

Having lost his right arm and suffered severe injuries, Yu Yuanzhen could no longer hold on and fell heavily to his knees before Ronan.

His entire body trembled, his face pale as paper, and his eyes filled with endless terror and pleading.

"Ro... Ronan... Don't kill me..."

Yu Yuanzhen begged in a trembling voice, with none of a sect master's majesty remaining.

"I was wrong... The sect wronged you back then... As long as you spare me, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect will follow your command from now on... I'll give you whatever you want..."

"Begging for mercy? Yu Yuanzhen, do you think I'll believe your nonsense?"

Ronan casually tossed the severed arm to the ground, speaking in an icy tone.

"If I weren't stronger than you tonight, you old bastard would absolutely have killed me without hesitation and ground my bones to dust!"

"If you don't pull weeds out by the roots, they'll grow again when the spring wind blows. I understand that better than you do!"

As his words fell, Ronan stopped wasting breath, and the killing intent in his eyes erupted completely.

"It's over, old bastard. In your next life, be reborn as someone smarter."

"Eighth Soul Skill, Dragon Earth-Shaking Claw!!"

"No—!"

"Pshht!"

One claw pierced straight through Yu Yuanzhen's heart!

Yu Yuanzhen's body suddenly stiffened. His eyes bulged wide, and the life in them rapidly faded away.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect's sect master, Level 95 Thunder Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen, had died!

Ronan let out a long breath and calmed the surging Soul Power within his body.

After resting for a moment, he crouched down and skillfully began searching Yu Yuanzhen's corpse.

Before long, Ronan dug out two Spirit Bones radiating powerful fluctuations from Yu Yuanzhen's head and left arm.

Together with the right arm bone he had torn off earlier, there were three high-quality Spirit Bones in total!

"As expected of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect's sect master. He was truly loaded."

Ronan stored the three bloodstained Spirit Bones in his Storage Spirit Tool.

With Yu Yuanzhen, their pillar of support, gone, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect was like a tiger with its fangs pulled out and could no longer pose any threat.

Ronan did not linger. He casually released a mass of Dark Demon Dragon flames and burned Yu Yuanzhen's corpse to ashes, completely destroying all evidence.

Then, he activated the Dark Demon Dragon martial soul's concealment talent again, completely hiding his aura. Transforming into a shadowy figure, he sped silently toward Heaven Dou City.

By the time Ronan returned to the tranquil little courtyard at Moonlight Pavilion, it was already deep into the night.

The moment he landed, he keenly sensed that the atmosphere throughout Heaven Dou City had become exceedingly strange.

The city, which should have been deep in slumber, was now almost completely illuminated.

From the streets came the faint sounds of the Royal Knights' urgent hoofbeats and the shouts of patrolling soldiers.