Sacred Dragon's Roar

The entire arena was so quiet that a falling pin could have been heard.

Everyone fell silent, unable to believe what they had seen.

Was this real?

The good-for-nothing the entire clan had once looked down on had now defeated a Soul Emperor without even using his martial soul!

Then his full strength...

"I don't believe it!"

Another figure charged onto the platform, also a Soul Emperor. Yu Xiaogang likewise easily evaded every attack and blasted him off the platform with a single Eight Extremes Collapse.

Someone else came up immediately afterward, with exactly the same outcome.

From beginning to end, Yu Xiaogang had not even summoned his martial soul.

"Let this old man try."

A deep voice rang out, and the crowd parted of its own accord to form a passage.

An imposing-faced old man slowly entered the arena, then landed on the platform with a flicker of his figure.

"It's Elder Yu Luomian! The strongest in the clan apart from the clan chief!"

"The elder is making his move!"

"Can the elder make Yu Xiaogang use his martial soul?"

Yu Xiaogang looked straight at the newcomer. After two seconds of silence, he still cupped his hands in a slight salute. "Elder Luomian."

"Hmph, Yu Xiaogang."

Yu Luomian's gaze was like lightning.

"It's been years. You've come a long way! Then let this old man face you and see just how much you've improved."

As his words fell, seven soul rings rose behind Yu Luomian in succession!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

The aura of a Seven-Ring Soul Sage pressed down like a force blotting out the sky, and the entire platform trembled slightly beneath it.

"Yu Luomian, martial soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, level seventy-nine Battle Soul Saint!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded, his expression turning somewhat more serious. "You are my elder. By both sentiment and reason, I should treat you with respect. In that case..."

He raised his right hand, golden light gathering in his palm. "Come out, Sanpao!"

"Roar!!"

A deafening dragon's cry suddenly erupted in the arena.

An oppressive force originating deep within the bloodline descended abruptly. In that instant, every clansman present with a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul felt their martial soul instinctively tremble.

Golden light flashed, and an enormous figure appeared behind Yu Xiaogang. A Golden Giant Dragon more than ten meters long spread its wings, its entire body covered in gleaming golden scales. Its head held high and its slit pupils icy, it radiated suffocating pressure!

Yu Xiaogang extended one hand, and five soul rings rose in succession from beneath his feet.

Black, black, black, black, black!

Five black rings!

Everyone present shuddered. Even Yu Yuanzhen abruptly rose from his seat on the elevated dais, his pupils contracting sharply.

"A soul ring configuration like that is impossible!"

Yu Luomian cried out in shock, "Five Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?! That's impossible!!"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "Nothing in this world is inherently impossible. Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't."

"Your martial soul... really has evolved!"

Yu Luomian stared fixedly at the Golden Giant Dragon, his throat tightening.

"The Golden Sacred Dragon!"

The legendary king of the ancient Dragon Clan!

How could he not know? The Martial Soul Fusion Skill of the Golden Iron Triangle, whose fame had once shaken the continent, was the Golden Sacred Dragon!

From the looks of it now, that Martial Soul Fusion Skill had been based on Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao.

"To think your martial soul possessed such a bloodline. We truly misjudged it back then."

Yu Xiaogang's expression remained calm. "At this point, I no longer care to argue. Let's fight."

"Roar!!"

Luo Sanpao raised its head and roared furiously at the sky, terrifying dragon might pressing down on Yu Luomian like a mountain.

Yu Luomian crossed his arms in front of himself, yet this bloodline pressure actually forced him half a step back.

"Damn it... my martial soul... is actually trembling!"

Yu Luomian gritted his teeth, a trace of ruthlessness flashing through his eyes.

"Yu Xiaogang! You're merely a Soul King. Do you really think you can defeat me? Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!!"

"Roar!!"

Yu Luomian's figure abruptly vanished from where he stood, replaced by an enormous Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon avatar.

Its body was as massive as a small mountain, lightning coursing between its scales and flickering from its two horns. He threw his head back and roared, the sound shaking the surrounding land.

"Dragon's Wrath!!"

Terrifying lightning mingled with dragon might, forming a blue-white pillar of light that shot straight toward Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang remained calm. "Sanpao."

"Roar!"

A black soul ring surrounding Luo Sanpao suddenly lit up, and it opened its enormous jaws.

"Sacred Dragon's Roar!!"

A blazing golden breath surged from the dragon's maw, carrying a soul-shaking mental assault as it collided head-on with Yu Luomian's Dragon's Wrath!

Golden and blue light violently intertwined in the center of the platform. Lightning and dragon flames scattered in all directions, and the entire bluestone platform cracked inch by inch beneath the collision.

Yu Xiaogang raised his hand.

"One Mind, One Body, Soul and Life as One!"

"Dragon's Wrath!"

"Roar!!"

The stalemate lasted only three breaths.

The golden light gradually overwhelmed the blue, pushing the pillar of Dragon's Wrath back inch by inch.

Yu Luomian's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon avatar let out an unwilling roar, but the suppression originating from his bloodline grew heavier and heavier. His dragon claws carved deep furrows into the platform, yet he still could not stop himself from retreating!

Boom!!

Luo Sanpao roared! Its power instantly surged!

The golden light completely swallowed the lightning.

With a mournful cry, Yu Luomian's Martial Soul Avatar collapsed, its enormous dragon body shattering into specks of light that filled the air and exposed his utterly disheveled true body.

The shock wave sent him flying backward, but just before he struck the edge of the platform, a gentle force caught him securely and lightly carried him outside the arena.

After landing, Yu Luomian staggered two steps before barely managing to steady himself. His face was deathly pale, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head to look at Yu Xiaogang on the platform, his lips trembling. In the end, he managed only, "...This is... impossible..."

The entire arena was utterly silent.

Then someone drew a sharp breath, and the crowd erupted like a boiling pot, noisy discussions surging like a tide.

"Elder Yu Luomian actually lost! A Soul King... defeated a Soul Saint?"

"So this is the Golden Sacred Dragon? It's so powerful!"

"Could it be... Yu Xiaogang is already the second-strongest person in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Hiss... what exactly did he go through? How did he become so strong..."

"So that wasn't a trash martial soul. It was actually the Golden Sacred Dragon!"

Everyone's eyes focused on the figure standing in the center of the shattered platform. Shock, awe, disbelief-all these emotions mingled on every face.

The man they had once mocked as a "good-for-nothing" now stood at the very top, proving everything in the most direct way.

"Excellent!"

A rich, powerful voice came from the elevated dais.

Yu Yuanzhen strode down the steps and came to the edge of the platform. His gaze fell upon Yu Xiaogang, his eyes filled with irrepressible excitement and gratification.

I told you my son wasn't a good-for-nothing! And you bunch of good-for-nothings still talked that way about my son!

Hahahaha!

He looked around and declared in a clear voice, "According to the clan rules, having defeated Yu Luomian, Yu Xiaogang shall become the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's new elder from this day onward! He is also the second-strongest person in our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Yu Xiaogang turned his head and gently shook it, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his mouth. "Hehe, I wouldn't call myself second."