"You and I will have a duel. If you can force me to use my Martial Soul and Soul Skills, I'll count it as your win."
"If you win, I'll return these two soul bones from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to you."
Ye Ling tossed the two soul bones in his hand.
He truly had no interest in soul bones that had not even reached a hundred thousand years.
And the several Titled Douluo he had summoned were basically fully equipped with soul bones, while this thunder-attribute soul bone was not compatible with them either.
"Fine, I'll take that bet!"
Hearing such favorable conditions, Yu Tianheng could not help saying at once.
"Not so fast."
Ye Ling shook his index finger at Yu Tianheng.
"We still haven't discussed the consequences if you lose."
"What consequences could there be?"
Yu Tianheng sneered.
"If I can't even force out your Soul Rings and Soul Skills, I'd rather die!"
"What's all this about dying and living?"
Ye Ling smiled.
"Even when Yu Yuanzhen was that rude, didn't I merely take his soul bones? I didn't harm his life."
For a Soul Master, the most important thing was personal strength.
Yu Yuanzhen had his soul bones forcibly stripped away, and his Soul Power had fallen from the former Level 95 to level 79.
That was even harder for him to accept than being killed.
When the juniors of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan heard their clan leader being humiliated like this, they all grew somewhat restless.
If not for the fact that this was Mending Heaven Pavilion's territory, and that Ye Ling had Titled Douluo powerhouses guarding him, they would have swarmed him long ago.
"I, Ye Ling, am not a Fallen One, and Mending Heaven Pavilion is not the Evil