All the Spirit Hall Soul Masters lowered their heads at once.
Bibi Dong raised her scepter.
"After today, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will no longer exist on the continent."
"Move out."
The black carriage headed out of the city.
The procession followed close behind.
Hu Liena sat beside Lin Tian, her hand never letting go of his.
Qian Renxue sat across from them.
She looked at the golden feather ornament by Lin Tian's shoulder.
"Are you really planning to face Yu Yuanzhen alone?"
Lin Tian said, "Yes."
Hu Liena asked, "Do you need our help?"
"No."
"You're always like this."
"This is faster."
Qian Renxue raised her eyes to look at him.
"If Yu Yuanzhen uses his Martial Soul Avatar, how do you plan to deal with it?"
Lin Tian took out the Dark Golden Longsword.
"With my sword."
"What about your ninth Soul Skill?"
"I haven't fully mastered it yet."
Hu Liena grasped his wrist.
"Then you can't take that risk."
Lin Tian put away his sword.
"Yu Yuanzhen will help me master it."
Qian Renxue asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
The carriage left Spirit City.
The scenery along both sides of the road rapidly receded.
Afternoon.
Thunderclap Canyon.
Vast dark clouds blanketed the mountain range.
Bolts of purple lightning descended from the clouds, bombarding the center of the canyon.
The buildings of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been constructed against the mountainside.
Before the towering stone gate, several hundred Soul Masters had already formed ranks.
Yu Yuanzhen stood at the very front.
He wore a blue robe, his white hair draped behind his shoulders.
Nine Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
The aura of a level ninety-five Titled Douluo soared into the sky.
"Why has