Overlord Ring

Huang Tieyi watched Yu Yuanzhen writhe in pain, looking as if he wanted to eat him alive after that kick had smashed his eggs. His face full of remorse, Huang Tieyi said, "I'm so sorry. There was too much dust, and I kicked before I could see clearly. Are you all right? This won't stop you from having children, will it?"

"Ah, sorry, I forgot. You don't plan to have any more children. Otherwise, with Yu Xiaogang already such a wreck, how could you still not have a second son? You and your wife must be truly in love."

"You..." At Huang Tieyi's words, Yu Yuanzhen grew so agitated that he fainted.

"Hey, you people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, what are you standing around watching for? Your sect master's about to croak. Get someone to treat him." Huang Tieyi looked at the guards of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in exasperation. "And, well, with your sect master like this, maybe you should just replace him."

The guards helped Yu Yuanzhen up. The jolt of pain woke him, and his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul soared into the sky. Lightning burst around him and spread outward, gradually engulfing everyone present.

The Soul Masters watching the spectacle went numb all over. Lightning coursed across their bodies, making them dance in jerky, erratic spasms.

Yue Guan shielded Bibi Dong and Ye Qingqing and swiftly led them beyond the lightning's reach. Not one of the other onlookers escaped. Even the guards of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were caught in it.

The Third Soul Ring beneath Huang Tieyi's feet spun, absorbing all the lightning. He stood firm, unable to understand what Yu Yuanzhen was trying to do.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Dragon Soaring Heavenly Thunder Blast!" The Eighth Soul