A crushing weight came crashing down in an instant.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's body, like a fortress of steel, failed to hold up under it. Its massive form bent, its limbs buckled, and the entire dragon slammed violently into the ground, sending dust soaring into the sky.
Yu Yuanzhen clenched his teeth until they cracked.
Eighth Soul Skill, Heaven-Soaring Thunder Dragon Blast.
A vast expanse of blue-black thunderclouds gathered overhead. Countless bolts of lightning descended from the clouds, each transforming into a miniature thunder dragon as it fell and crashing down upon Yang Xing from all directions.
At the same time, Sixth Soul Skill, Heaven-Breaking Dragon Roar.
An explosive dragon's roar burst from the dragon's maw. The air churned into rolling shockwaves as indiscriminate sound waves swept across a vast area.
A two-pronged attack.
Borrowing that force, Yu Yuanzhen forcibly pushed himself upright beneath the overwhelming pressure.
He had only just steadied himself.
When a voice sounded by his ear.
Very close.
So close that it was right at his side.
"Now you don't have any doubts about why I killed your brother, do you?"
A sweeping kick.
A sonic boom exploded.
The enormous body of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was sent flying by that kick, tumbling through the air before crashing down a thousand meters away. The ground along its path was plowed into a deep trench, with shattered rocks shooting out like a barrage of bullets.
The instant the dragon's body came to a stop, Yang Xing had already appeared above it.
"Spirit Hall was the true culprit."
The moment Yu Yuanzhen let out his final desperate roar, Yang Xing's foot came down.
Bang!
A heaven-shaking boom.
The earth trembled.
Then, every sound stopped.
In the distance.
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance.
"So...