The blue lightning dragon reached Qian Daochen.
Its claws tore through the Sea of Thunder.
Yu Yuanzhen's fist aligned perfectly with the dragon's claw.
Qian Daochen did not dodge.
He raised a hand again.
His five fingers spread.
The enormous claw landed in his palm.
Time seemed to stop.
The raging Sea of Thunder could advance no farther.
Qian Daochen held Yu Yuanzhen's dragon-transformed right arm in one hand.
The two were vastly different in size.
Yet Qian Daochen stood before the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and held the dragon, dozens of meters long, completely still.
Yu Yuanzhen drove his Soul Power forward again.
He poured every bit of his level ninety-five Soul Power into his right arm.
The lightning grew even wilder.
Qian Daochen gave a gentle push.
Bang!
The Sea of Thunder covering the mountaintop split down the middle.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul slid backward.
Yu Yuanzhen's feet sank into the rock.
He retreated nearly a hundred meters before finally stopping.
The boosts from his three Soul Skills rapidly faded.
His dragon-transformed right arm twitched slightly.
Qian Daochen looked at Yu Yuanzhen.
"Not bad."
"At level ninety-five, you brought the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul to this level."
"You haven't disgraced its reputation."
A deathly silence fell over the summit of Thunder Mountain.
Every expert of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan stood frozen.
Three Soul Skills had strengthened him.
He had undergone partial Dragon Transformation.
He had unleashed all his level ninety-five Soul Power.
The clan leader had shown his true strength.
Yet Qian Daochen had stopped him with one hand.
And he still had the composure to appraise the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.
Just what level had this man reached?
Yu Yuanzhen slowly withdrew his right arm.
He finally understood