"Humans! We of Star Dou cooperate only with Spirit Hall! Your strength is no greater than an ant's, yet you still dare covet soul spirits? Take a look at yourselves first and see whether you have what it takes!"
Xiong Jun's furious roar exploded like thunder. His dark gold soul power pressure surged toward the crowd like a solid, crushing hammer, forcing the bluestone pavement outside the Branch Hall to sink slightly. Tiny fragments of stone even squeezed out through the cracks.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's delegation bore the brunt of it. Standing at the very front, Yu Yuanzhen felt that undisguised contempt and oppression, and his face instantly turned livid.
He had lived more than half his life as the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, commanding a clan with one of the continent's finest beast martial souls, its disciples spread throughout Heaven Dou. When had he ever suffered the humiliation of being called an "ant"?
"Insolence!"
Yu Yuanzhen's voice seethed with barely contained fury. He clenched his fists sharply, his knuckles whitening with the force, his nails digging red marks into his palms.
The next second, blue-violet soul power erupted from his body like a volcano. The air around him grew scorching under that violent energy, and even the distant soul beasts could feel the domineering aura of a dragon.
Blue-violet dragon scales slowly bulged beneath the skin of his neck. Accompanied by faint clicking and scraping sounds, they spread upward as though alive, soon covering his limbs and torso before creeping onto his cheeks.
His hands gradually transformed into sharp claws covered in thick dragon scales, their tips gleaming with a cold light capable of rending refined iron. A pair of small but sharp dragon horns appeared atop his head, their fierce