Taking advantage of the terrain, Spirit Hall's forces, led by Su Chen, fought a brilliant assault on the enemy's positions.
With the surging tsunami at their backs, Spirit Hall's forces split through resistance like a blade through bamboo, driving deep into enemy territory. In just over ten minutes, they had captured seven of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's mountains and reached Tyrant Dragon Mountain, pressing straight toward True Dragon Mountain at the very center.
"Spirit Hall! Su Chen!"
Those words escaped through the clenched teeth of a middle-aged man on Tyrant Dragon Mountain.
The middle-aged man wore brocade robes and appeared to be in his forties or fifties. He looked relatively young, save for his head of white hair.
"How dare you, Yu Luomian! You dare address His Holiness by name!" Chrysanthemum Douluo rebuked him in a strange, lilting tone.
The middle-aged man before them was the younger brother of Yu Yuanzhen, the current leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaogang's second uncle, Liu Erlong's birth father, the clan's second-in-command, and the lord of Tyrant Dragon Mountain.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan possessed nine great mountains in total. According to legend, long, long ago, nine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Kings had fallen here. These nine mountains had formed from their remains.
"Su Chen, you killed my Erlong! You and I cannot live beneath the same sky. I hadn't even come looking for you, yet you dared attack my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!" The more Yu Luomian spoke, the fiercer his fury grew. Purple lightning surged out of his body.
Seven Soul Rings appeared beneath Yu Luomian's feet, their colors yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black.
Behind Yu Luomian, the purple lightning condensed into a Purple Lightning Demon Dragon over a hundred meters