Rainbow Dragon vs. Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon! Long Tian Suppresses the Entire Arena!

Yu Feng's wings stiffened behind him.

Shi Mo and Shi Mo's Black Tortoise martial souls also began to stir violently at that moment.

The arrogance on Yu Tianheng's face quickly faded.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon within his body conveyed a fear it had never felt before.

It was the bloodline suppression of a superior True Dragon over an inferior dragon clan.

Long Tian stepped forward.

Three Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

Yellow.

Yellow.

Black.

The pitch-black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring released a heavy pressure.

A massive Nine-Colored Divine Dragon soared into the air behind him.

Its dragon head hung high above the spirit battle platform.

Its noble dragon might shook the entire arena.

Everyone on the Emperor Team halted their attacks at once.

Below the spirit battle platform.

Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up.

"A ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring."

"The Rainbow Dragon can actually suppress the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."

Yu Tianheng raised his head.

His blue-purple eyes stared fixedly at the Nine-Colored Divine Dragon.

"What kind of martial soul is this?"

Long Tian did not answer.

His third ten-thousand-year Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

Black radiance intertwined with nine-colored lightning.

A complex dragon seal rapidly formed above his palm.

"Third Soul Skill."

"Myriad Thunder Soul-Fusing Seal!"

Long Tian raised his hand and pointed.

A streak of nine-colored lightning instantly crossed the spirit battle platform and struck Yu Tianheng squarely in the chest.

The lightning did not bring a violent impact.

The Nine-Colored Dragon Seal flashed past and directly fused into his body.

Yu Tianheng lowered his head to look at his chest.

"What is this?"

"It can't even break through my defense, yet it dares call itself a ten-thousand-year Soul Skill?"

The smile had barely appeared.

The blue-purple lightning within his body suddenly stopped flowing.

The dragon scales covering his right arm quickly dimmed.

Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul was forced deep into his meridians by a supreme law.

The smile on Yu Tianheng's face froze completely.

His Soul Power was still there.

But every time he tried to mobilize it, the Nine-Colored Thunder Seal forcibly cut it off.

"What's going on?"

"Why can't the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon release its power?"

Yu Tianheng tried to raise his dragon claw.

That arm, once brimming with strength, now felt incomparably heavy.

The blue-purple lightning had barely emerged before the nine-colored divine radiance snuffed it out on the spot.

Long Tian looked at Shui Bing'er.

"The Myriad Thunder Soul-Fusing Seal has already suppressed the source of his lightning."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's power has been weakened as well."

"Focus your attacks on Yu Tianheng."

The Tianshui girls immediately reacted.

"Understood!"

Shui Bing'er brought her arms together before her.

"First Soul Skill, Ice Seal!"

Cold air rapidly spread across the ground.

Yu Tianheng prepared to dodge, but his legs were a step too slow due to his stagnant Soul Power.

Azure ice crystals quickly covered his ankles.

Shui Yue'er followed right after.

"First Soul Skill, Water Current Impact!"

A thick pillar of water crashed toward him head-on.

Yu Tianheng hastily raised his dragon arm.

Bang!

The water pillar slammed into his chest.

His burly body staggered back several steps.

The hidden Nine-Colored Thunder Seal within him lit up with its first lightning pattern.

Xue Wu raised both hands.

A great swath of snowflakes fell from above the spirit battle platform.

The cold wind swept up the ice and snow, turning them into several sharp ice blades.

Yu Tianheng had only just steadied himself when the ice blades struck his dragon scales one after another.

With every attack that landed.

The thunder seal on his chest gained another bright pattern.

Yu Hairou and Shen Liuyu rushed out from both sides.

Their fists and palms struck down in rapid succession.

Having lost the source of its lightning, even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's most basic defense was affected.

Yu Tianheng kept retreating.

The Nine-Colored Thunder Seal within him absorbed the power of the attacks, its fluctuations growing stronger and stronger.

"Tianheng!"

Dugu Yan immediately swung her snake tail, preparing to rush forward in support.

Shui Bing'er waved a hand.

A thick ice wall rose from the ground, directly separating the rest of the Emperor Team.

Yu Tianheng was trapped within the encirclement of Tianshui's six girls.

His lightning could not be released.

His strength had been weakened.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon he had always been so proud of had lost its former dominance.

When Yu Tianheng looked up at Long Tian, his body suddenly tensed.

Those Nine-Colored Double Pupils were calmly watching him.

The Nine-Colored Divine Dragon hung high behind the white-clad figure.

The fear conveyed by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon instantly reached its peak.

Yu Tianheng's whole body went numb.

His knees gradually bent beneath the True Dragon Pressure.

A sense of submission originating from deep within his bloodline rapidly consumed his mind.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is the supreme martial soul of the Upper Three Sects."

"How could it possibly submit to another dragon-type martial soul?"

As soon as he spoke.

Shui Bing'er's Ice Phoenix charged at him from the front.

Yu Tianheng barely raised both arms.

Boom!

The Ice Phoenix slammed directly into his chest.

The dragon scales across his body shattered one after another.

The Nine-Colored Thunder Seal was completely filled with the power of the attacks.

Dense lightning patterns rapidly spread from his chest to his limbs.

Long Tian raised his right hand.

His slender fingers snapped lightly.

Snap!

"Explode."

The Nine-Colored Thunder Seal instantly detonated.

Rumble!

Blinding lightning erupted from within Yu Tianheng's body.

The accumulated attack power was released in full at the same moment.

Blue-purple lightning and nine-colored divine radiance exploded in a tangled burst.

His burly body was blasted into the air and slammed heavily against the edge of the spirit battle platform.

Large sections of stone tiles shattered with it.

Yu Tianheng lay amid the rubble.

His Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul quickly dissipated.

The dragon scales over his entire body had all cracked, and his robes were scorched black by lightning.

Blood continuously flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone on the Emperor Team stood frozen in place.

Dugu Yan stared at her fallen captain, her emerald eyes widening completely.

Yu Feng had forgotten to flap his wings.

Shi Mo and Shi Mo likewise did not continue forward.

Osler looked at Yu Tianheng, then at the white-clad figure within the nine-colored divine light.

"Boss..."

"Was he taken down in one move?"

Amid the rubble.

Tearing pain coursed through Yu Tianheng's entire body.

Nine-colored lightning still traveled through his meridians, and every flicker brought a powerful wave of numbness.

More than half the dragon scales covering his right arm had shattered, and blood dripped from his fingers onto the spirit battle platform.

"I lost?"

Yu Tianheng stared at the Nine-Colored Divine Dragon above him, his face filled with shock.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul was one of the strongest beast martial souls in the world.

Relying on that bloodline, Yu Tianheng had almost never encountered an opponent among Soul Masters his age.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy had poured vast resources into him as well, nurturing him as the absolute core of the Emperor Team.

But today.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had been completely suppressed.

Even the lightning power he had always been proud of had been forcibly sealed by a Nine-Colored Dragon Seal.

Yu Feng hovered in midair, having forgotten to flap the Wind Chime Bird wings behind him.

"Tianheng is a genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Among Soul Masters his age, there are very few who can suppress him head-on."

"Long Tian used only one move, and Tianheng was defeated?"

Osler stood on the other side of the spirit battle platform, the disdain on his face long gone.

Shi Mo and Shi Mo exchanged a glance, their Black Tortoise Carapaces raised before them, yet neither continued to approach.

Even their captain could not withstand that Nine-Colored Thunder Seal. Rushing in would not change the outcome.

Dugu Yan looked at Yu Tianheng lying among the rubble, her emerald eyes slowly narrowing.

The Emperor Team had never suffered such a crushing defeat.

Below the spirit battle platform.

Xue Qinghe had already risen from her seat.

For the first time, obvious shock appeared in those calm eyes.

"What exactly happened just now?"

Xue Qinghe recalled the course of the battle.

After the Nine-Colored Thunder Seal entered Yu Tianheng's body, it first suppressed the lightning origin, then stored up all the attacks from the Tianshui women.

The final detonation caused all that power to erupt within Yu Tianheng's body at once.

This soul skill could both seal an attribute and accumulate damage.

Its power had already far surpassed the scope of an ordinary third soul skill.