The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was located amid towering mountains, giving it a somewhat isolated air.
And that was indeed the case. Ever since the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had gradually declined, it had rarely been active in the soul master world.
The old man, Yu Yuanzhen, was currently the only Titled Douluo in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
In Grandmaster's generation, no one had broken through to Titled Douluo; the highest among them was only a Soul Douluo.
Yu Tianheng's generation was still a little too young, and likewise, no Titled Douluo had appeared among them yet.
Although the clan had declined, the pride of being one of the Upper Three Sects of Douluo Continent had always been carved into the bones of everyone in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Therefore, in the face of Spirit Hall's repeated attempts to recruit them, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had refused every time.
Grandmaster's return made the higher-ups of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan see hope—the hope of the clan's rise.
The higher-ups of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan believed that with Grandmaster's theoretical assistance, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had every hope of returning to its peak within a few decades.
Therefore, Grandmaster's position in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had now stabilized.
No one mocked him anymore. All that remained was respect.
The region where the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was situated was backed by mountains and bordered by water, its scenery exceptionally beautiful, making Flender and Zhao Wuji feel envious.
The environment here was far better than Shrek Academy's.
Along the way, the surrounding buildings grew denser and denser until, in the end, Grandmaster led Flender and the others to a massive square.
Behind the square stood an