Yu Xiaogang looked at Qian Daoliu.
"As long as you're willing to give them time, I can persuade them to submit."
Qian Daoliu raised his right hand.
Golden divine light enveloped everyone.
"They don't need time."
"Nor are you qualified to make decisions for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
Space parted to either side.
A golden passage appeared before the gates of Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang took a step back.
"I'm not going."
"You have no say in the matter."
Golden divine power settled on his shoulders.
The Level 29 soul power within Yu Xiaogang instantly stopped circulating.
His body left the ground and fell straight into the spatial passage.
Qian Daoliu led Qian Renxue inside.
Liu Erlong glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then followed them into the passage.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The sect stood among the mountains.
Several peaks were connected by long iron-chain bridges.
Clusters of stone halls had been built across the mountainsides.
Blue-violet thunderbolts occasionally fell from the clouds, flowing into the lightning pool at the summit.
In the sect's square.
Hundreds of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples were cultivating.
A golden fissure suddenly appeared above the square.
Yu Xiaogang was the first to fall out.
The moment his feet touched the ground, he staggered several steps backward.
The surrounding disciples immediately stopped cultivating.
"Yu Xiaogang?"
"Why is he back?"
"Didn't the Sect Master already expel him from the clan?"
Their murmurs reached his ears.
Yu Xiaogang lowered his head without looking at anyone.
Qian Daoliu stepped out of the passage.
Qian Renxue held his arm, her long white dress fluttering gently in the mountain breeze.
Her long golden braid lay against her chest.
The angel runes between her brows radiated a faint divine light.
Liu Erlong was the last to land in the square.
She wore a form-fitting black dress.
The little white flower Qian Renxue had given her was still tucked into her pinned-up black hair.
The clan's Soul Masters guarding the square quickly surrounded them.
A middle-aged man released his martial soul.
Blue dragon scales covered his arms.
Two yellow, two purple, three black.
Seven soul rings rose from beneath his feet.
"This is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"What do you want, trespassing in our sect?"
Qian Daoliu ignored him.
His gaze passed over the great hall at the summit.
"Yu Yuanzhen."
"Come out and see me."
As his words fell.
Golden divine light spread across the mountains.
The thunderbolts among the mountains froze all at once.
The blue formation covering the sect revealed itself.
The formation's lines had barely lit up before divine power completely suppressed them.
The entire sect-protecting formation lost its light.
The expressions of the hundreds of Soul Masters in the square changed one after another.
Every Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul within them was suppressed.
Dragon scales receded.
Soul rings went dark.
Not one of them could maintain Martial Soul Possession.
The great hall at the summit opened with a crash.
Blue-violet lightning shot into the sky.
A tall, imposing old man walked out of the thunder.
He wore a long blue robe.
His white hair hung behind his shoulders.
Thick dragon scales covered both his arms.
Nine soul rings revolved around his body.
Yu Yuanzhen landed in the center of the square.
His gaze fell on Yu Xiaogang first.
"You still have the nerve to come back?"
Yu Xiaogang's lips moved.
"Father."
"Don't call me Father."
Yu Yuanzhen withdrew his gaze.
"You were expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan long ago."
"The clan's affairs are not yours to interfere with."
Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale.
He knew why his father had said that.
News of Qian Daoliu's destruction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already spread throughout the continent.
Yu Yuanzhen was distancing himself from him now because he did not want the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan implicated because of him.
But Qian Daoliu was already here.
Those words served no purpose.
Yu Yuanzhen looked at the white-haired man before him.
"A Level 100, god-level powerhouse."
"The Great Enshrined of Spirit Hall."
"Qian Daoliu."
Qian Daoliu said calmly:
"Three days have passed."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has not submitted."
Yu Yuanzhen raised his right arm.
Blue-violet thunder flowed along his dragon scales.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has a legacy spanning hundreds of years."
"We will not bow to any power."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect couldn't stop you."
"That doesn't mean the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan lacks even the courage to strike."
Qian Daoliu disengaged his arm from Qian Renxue's grasp.
"I'll give you one chance to attack."
"If you can force me back a single step, I will leave today."
Yu Yuanzhen stared at Qian Daoliu.
"Do you mean that?"
"I do."
Qian Renxue stepped back several paces.
Golden soul power formed a barrier, separating Yu Xiaogang from the surrounding clan disciples.
Liu Erlong also came to her side.
Only Qian Daoliu and Yu Yuanzhen remained in the center of the square.
Yu Yuanzhen held nothing back.
His seventh soul ring lit up immediately.
"Seventh Soul Skill."
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Body!"
An enormous dragon silhouette rose into the air behind him.
A dragon's roar resounded throughout the mountains.
Dragon scales covered his blue robe.
Yu Yuanzhen's body rapidly grew taller.
His hands transformed into dragon claws.
Two dragon horns sprouted from his forehead.
Thunder continuously burst along his body.
His eighth soul ring lit up right after.
Dark clouds covered the sky once more.
Dozens of streaks of blue-violet lightning gathered in his dragon claws.
"Eighth Soul Skill."
"World-Destroying Thunder Dragon!"
Yu Yuanzhen raised his dragon claw.
A thousand-foot thunder dragon burst out of the clouds.
Its enormous body stretched across the mountaintop.
The stone bricks in the square cracked one after another.
The surrounding clan disciples kept retreating.
Qian Daoliu stood where he was.
His golden robe remained unaffected by the rushing air.
The thunder dragon opened its enormous jaws and swooped down at him.
At the same time, Yu Yuanzhen shattered the ground beneath his feet.
His dragon-scaled right fist blasted toward Qian Daoliu's chest.
Qian Daoliu raised his left hand.
He pressed his palm against the thunder dragon's head.
The thousand-foot thunder dragon stopped abruptly.
Countless thunderbolts froze in midair.
Qian Daoliu gently curled his fingers.
Bang!
The thunder dragon shattered on the spot.
The blue-violet lightning filling the sky dissolved into tiny points of light.
Yu Yuanzhen's dragon fist had already reached him.
Qian Daoliu raised his right hand.
Two fingers caught Yu Yuanzhen's dragon claw between them.
Boom!
The square caved in.
Overwhelming force passed beneath their feet, shattering vast stretches of stone bricks.
The ground beneath Qian Daoliu's feet remained intact.
His body had not moved back in the slightest, either.
Yu Yuanzhen tried to pull back his right hand.
Yet the dragon claw could not move.
He summoned all his soul power.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Body erupted with a mass of lightning once more.
Qian Daoliu pressed down lightly with a finger.
Crack!
The dragon scales on Yu Yuanzhen's arm shattered one after another.
His right knee slammed into the ground.
The blue-violet lightning rapidly dispersed.
The Seventh Soul Ring lost its luster.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Body was forcibly driven back into his body.
Yu Yuanzhen raised his left fist and struck at Qian Daoliu again.
Golden divine light fell from between Qian Daoliu's fingers.
His left arm was also pinned in midair.
The soul power within his body could no longer circulate.
His nine soul rings went dark one by one.
Qian Daoliu relaxed his fingers.
Yu Yuanzhen slid backward several dozen feet.
Two furrows appeared between the stone bricks.
He steadied himself again.
His right arm hung limply at his side.
In just a single exchange.
His Seventh Soul Skill and eighth soul skill had both been shattered.
He could not maintain his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Body either.
Yu Yuanzhen had not even forced Qian Daoliu to reveal his martial soul.
Qian Daoliu looked at him.
"Continue."
Yu Yuanzhen did not answer.
His ninth soul ring slowly lit up.
All the surrounding lightning-attribute energy surged toward the mountaintop.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul appeared again.
This time.
The martial soul did not complete its possession of his body.
Instead, it became a giant blue dragon, coiling above the mountains.
Yu Yuanzhen raised his head.
He poured all his remaining soul power into his ninth soul ring.
"Ninth Soul Skill."
"True Dragon's Fury, Thunderous Might!"
The giant blue dragon descended from high above.
Hundreds of lightning bolts blasted toward the center of the square at once.
Qian Daoliu finally lifted his eyes.
A golden soul ring rose from beneath his feet.
There was no Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.
Nor were there any other soul rings.
Just one golden divine ring brought the lightning filling the sky to a halt in midair.
Qian Daoliu raised his hand and waved.
Hundreds of lightning bolts returned along their original paths.
Before the giant blue dragon could approach the square, its own lightning pierced through it.
Bang!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul shattered in midair.
Yu Yuanzhen's body shuddered.
His ninth soul ring rapidly dimmed.
He retreated seven steps.
With every step, the stone bricks beneath his feet turned to powder.
Only when his back struck a stone pillar of the main hall did he stop.
Blood trickled from the corner of Yu Yuanzhen's mouth.
He looked at Qian Daoliu in the center of the square.
"So this is the power of the god level?"
Qian Daoliu withdrew his golden divine ring.
"You aren't even qualified to make me release my martial soul."
Silence filled the square.
The disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan did not advance any farther.
Their sect master, nearly invincible in their eyes, had already used his Ninth Soul Skill.
Yet Qian Daoliu had remained where he stood the entire time.
He had not retreated.
Not even a single crack had appeared beneath his feet.
Yu Xiaogang hid behind the golden barrier.
His face had already drained of color.
This was the first time he had witnessed Qian Daoliu fight a ninety-fifth-rank Titled Douluo.
Yu Yuanzhen's Ninth Soul Skill was powerful enough to destroy a mountain peak.
Yet with just one soul ring, Qian Daoliu had sent every attack back along its original path.
If that divine light had fallen on him just now.
He would not have lasted even an instant.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Liu Erlong.
She was standing beside Qian Renxue.
Her long black dress clung to her full figure.
White flowers rested in her black hair.
When she looked at Qian Daoliu, her gaze held only conviction.
Yu Xiaogang took a step toward her.
"Erlong."
Liu Erlong turned her face toward him.
"Don't call me that."
Yu Xiaogang stopped in front of the barrier.
"Have you really submitted to Qian Daoliu?"
"Yes."
"He killed Flender."
Yu Xiaogang raised his hand and pointed toward the center of the square.
"Ma Hongjun died at his hands too."
"Why do you still want to stay by his side?"
Liu Erlong looked at him.
"Flender attacked first."
"Ma Hongjun abused an ordinary woman in the street."
"They needed to pay the price for their own choices."
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth.
"What about me, then?"
"You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Liu Erlong averted her gaze.
"From the moment you made me wait, we were over."
Yu Xiaogang stiffened.
He looked at Liu Erlong's pinned-up black hair.
That little white flower was not precious.
Yet she had kept wearing it in her hair.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Qian Daoliu again.
The fear in his heart deepened steadily.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had already been destroyed.
Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi were all dead.
Now Qian Daoliu had come to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Yuanzhen had been defeated too.
If they continued refusing to submit, the entire clan would follow the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect down the same old road.
Yu Xiaogang hurried to Yu Yuanzhen's side.
"Father."
"Submit."
Yu Yuanzhen turned to look at him.
"You want me to bow my head to Spirit Hall?"
"We have no choice."
Yu Xiaogang looked at the clan disciples in the square.
"Qian Daoliu hasn't even released his martial soul yet."
"If he fights seriously, the sect-protecting formation, the sect elders, and all the disciples won't be able to stop him."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has already proven that."
Yu Yuanzhen fell silent.
He lowered his head and looked at his right arm.
The shattered dragon scales were slowly recovering.
Yet divine power still lingered in his meridians, suppressing them.
Qian Daoliu had already held back just now.
Otherwise, his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul would have shattered completely, just like the Seven Kill Sword.
Yu Yuanzhen raised his head and looked at Liu Erlong.
"Erlong."
"Do you also think the clan should submit?"
Liu Erlong stepped out of the golden barrier.
She came to the center of the square.
"Uncle."
"There is no second path for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"Senior has already given the clan three days."
"His willingness to spar with you today means he is giving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan one final chance."
Yu Yuanzhen looked at her.
"What is your status now?"
Liu Erlong came to Qian Daoliu's side.
"I am Senior's subordinate."
She paused briefly.
"And someone who stays by his side."
Yu Yuanzhen understood what she meant.
Liu Erlong had not merely submitted.
She had already given herself to Qian Daoliu.
Yu Xiaogang understood as well.
His hands hung at his sides.
His lips lost their color.
Liu Erlong did not look at him again.
There had long since been no need for any further explanation between her and Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Yuanzhen looked at Qian Daoliu again.
"What will the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan need to pay after submitting?"
"The sect will remain intact."
Qian Daoliu said:
"The clan's disciples will accept assignments from Spirit Hall."
"No Soul Master may defy Spirit Hall's orders."
"I will not take away the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's legacy."
Yu Yuanzhen asked:
"Will I still lead the clan?"
"As long as you do not betray us, you will remain in charge."
Yu Yuanzhen looked around the square.
Hundreds of clan disciples were waiting for his decision.
If he continued fighting, the outcome would not change.
Qian Daoliu had already proven it with his strength.
The thunder the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan took such pride in was utterly useless before divine power.
Yu Yuanzhen withdrew his gaze.
He approached Qian Daoliu.
His tall frame slowly sank to its knees.
"I, Yu Yuanzhen, patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"Am willing to lead the entire clan in submission."
Around the square.
The clan elders knelt one after another.
Then came all the clan disciples.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is willing to submit to Spirit Hall."
Qian Daoliu looked down at Yu Yuanzhen.
"Remember the choice you made today."
Yu Yuanzhen lowered his head.
"Your subordinate understands."
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The sect square.
Yu Yuanzhen knelt before Qian Daoliu.
The surrounding clan elders and disciples also kept their heads lowered.
Qian Daoliu raised his right hand.
A golden divine rune landed between Yu Yuanzhen's eyebrows.
The divine rune lingered only a moment before merging into his Sea of Consciousness.
"This is the Angel Contract."
"If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan betrays Spirit Hall, the contract will shatter your Martial Soul outright."
Yu Yuanzhen felt the sacred power within his Sea of Consciousness.
"Your subordinate understands."
Qian Daoliu withdrew his hand.
The divine might weighing down the mountains dissipated with it.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's disciples regained the ability to move.
The Martial Souls within them remained quiet.
Without Qian Daoliu's permission, no one dared release Soul Power at that moment.
Yu Xiaogang stood at the edge of the square.
He watched his kneeling clansmen, his face pale.
His father was a ninety-fifth-rank Titled Douluo.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was also one of the Upper Three Sects.
Yet before Qian Daoliu, those statuses were utterly useless.
Yu Yuanzhen had already submitted.
Yet he did not even have the right to submit.
Qian Daoliu looked at Yu Xiaogang.
"Come here."
Yu Xiaogang stiffened.
He took a few steps forward and stopped beside Yu Yuanzhen.
"What else do you want to do?"
Qian Daoliu looked at him.
"Kneel."
Yu Xiaogang did not move.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples surrounded him.
He had once been expelled from the clan.
Now that he had returned, he had to kneel before Qian Daoliu in front of everyone.
This was even more humiliating than being killed outright.
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