Yu Yuanzhen raised his head and roared angrily, the sound wave carrying purple-black Thunder soaring straight into the sky. In an instant, a giant dragon phantom formed behind him, condensed from pure Thunder, its eyes flashing with a ferocious light capable of destroying the world.
" Ninth Soul Skill, True Dragon's Fury, its roar shakes the heavens!"
With a shout, the phantom of the thunder dragon, accompanied by a deafening roar, rushed towards Qian Daoliu of purple lightning, tearing the space in its wake with tiny cracks.
Qian Daoliu's eyes were as solemn as iron, and his holy sword suddenly slashed down. " Ninth Soul Skill, Angel God's Punishment!"
As soon as the words fell, it was as if a god descended from the heavens. Endless holy light converged into a golden pillar that pierced through the heavens and earth. Within the pillar, billions of points of light flowed like the Angel Feather, carrying the majesty to judge everything in the world, and collided fiercely with the phantom of the thunder dragon!
"Bang--!!!"
The moment the two extreme forces collided, it seemed as if the sound of world destruction echoed throughout the world.
The purple lightning and golden light clashed and annihilated each other, and a terrifying energy shockwave swept outwards like a tsunami from the point of impact.
The first to be affected is the Worship Hall below.
The palace, built of tens of thousands of kilograms of black iron mixed with hard rock and said to be indestructible, crumbled instantly like brittle tiles in the face of this shockwave! The roof collapsed with a roar, the beams and pillars broke in response, and brick and stone fragments were swept up by the shockwave and flew all over the sky, turning into a pile of ruins in an instant.
The surrounding pavilions and towers were even more vulnerable. Large swathes of buildings twisted and collapsed in the aftershocks of the energy, and billowing smoke and dust filled the sky. The once magnificent architectural complex was instantly reduced to ruins.
Several miles away, the onlookers had already turned pale and activated their Martial Soul to protect themselves. Even from such a great distance, they were still shaken by the violent aftershocks, causing their blood to surge and them to retreat repeatedly.
They gazed at the area raging with energy in mid-air and the ruins below, their eyes filled with indescribable shock—this was the terrifying power of the collision of the Ninth Soul Skill of two Peak Douluo!
The billowing smoke and the violent aftershocks of energy finally dissipated, revealing two slightly staggering figures in mid-air.
Yu Yuanzhen leaned on his right arm, which was covered in lightning patterns, his chest heaving violently. Each breath was heavy and labored. The purplish-black Thunder flickered on his body, clearly indicating that the " True Dragon's Fury " had almost drained most of his Soul Power.
He looked up at the other side, his gaze still sharp as lightning, but he couldn't hide a trace of fatigue.
Qian Daoliu was in no better condition. The six-winged holy light behind him had dimmed considerably, a few strands of golden hair fell down his cheeks, his hand holding the holy sword trembled slightly, and his holy aura fluctuated unsteadily.
He took a deep breath, a dull, throbbing pain shooting through his chest—the backlash from fully unleashing his Ninth Soul Skill.
The two faced off across the distance, each seeing the other's disheveled state in their eyes, yet also recognizing the undiminished fighting spirit within them.
That earth-shattering blow didn't benefit either side; the situation remains evenly matched.
Qian Daoliu's heart was filled with shock. He had lived for nearly 150 years and never thought that he would encounter such an opponent one day. Yu Yuanzhen's Thunder power was so domineering that it could directly Angel God's Punishment and even had a slight tendency to suppress it.
He knew very well that the attack just now was the limit for both of them, and if they continued to fight, it would only result in mutual destruction.
Death? He wasn't afraid of death. As the Great Enshrined of the Spirit Hall, he was ready to die in battle at any time for the glory of his sect.
But not now! The Spirit Hall's grand plan to conquer the world has reached a critical juncture, and he, Sea God, must not fall at this moment.
Qian Daoliu tightened his grip on the holy sword, his fingertips turning white from the force. He looked at Yu Yuanzhen, a flicker of struggle in his eyes, which quickly turned into resolve.
After a moment of silence, he slowly withdrew the holy light surrounding him, his voice slightly hoarse. " Yu Yuanzhen, today's battle is evenly matched. Continuing to fight will only result in mutual destruction, which will benefit neither of us. How about... we call it a day?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he released his grip on the holy sword, which hovered beside him, indicating that he had no intention of fighting again.
Yu Yuanzhen listened to Qian Daoliu's suggestion, the rumbling in his chest gradually subsided, with only the residual thunder energy still trembling slightly in his meridians.
He gazed at the figure opposite him, whose holy light, though dimmed, still stood tall and imposing. The arrogance in his heart subsided somewhat— Qian Daoliu's strength, honed over a century, was indeed well-deserved.
Once upon a time, he used the " Nine Heavens Divine Lightning Prison Suppression Scripture " to break through the 99th level, feeling that all the heroes in the world were nothing special, and that the power of Thunder was enough to sweep away all obstacles in the world.
But after clashing head-on with Qian Daoliu today, I realized that I had been too arrogant. There really is someone on the pinnacle of this continent who can rival my Thunder power. It seems that I need to calm down and focus on my cultivation in the future.
The thought crossed his mind, Yu Yuanzhen's gaze swept over the ruins of the Worship Hall below before returning to Qian Daoliu.
In this duel, he had already achieved his goal of "establishing his authority"—the Great Enshrined the Spirit Hall had personally experienced his Thunder, and in the future, the Spirit Hall would have to think twice before trying to harm the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan again.
Now that the objective has been achieved, continuing the fight would only increase the losses and could even result in mutual destruction, which is simply not worth it.
He slowly straightened his body, the last wisp of lightning receding into his form. His voice, hoarse from the battle, carried an undeniable resolve. " Qian Daoliu, you are right. Today's battle, though undecided, is enough. Let's call it a day."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surging Soul Power within him gradually calmed down, and the overwhelming Thunder pressure that had shaken heaven and earth also receded like the tide.
The tense atmosphere in mid-air finally dissipated, leaving only the figures of the two Limit Douluo facing off, and the devastated battlefield below, silently telling the story of the earth-shattering events that had just occurred.
With the battle over, and since Qian Daoliu was unable to defeat Yu Yuanzhen, the only solution was to resolve the immediate issue through negotiation.
Yu Yuanzhen spoke first, his voice steady as thunder. " Qian Daoliu, now that you've ceased hostilities, there must be an explanation. Today's matter cannot be left unresolved."
Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened slightly, and he nodded, saying, "What do you want?"
"It's very simple." Yu Yuanzhen stared directly at him, lightning flashing in his eyes. " The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is peaceful and unassuming, but it will never tolerate being bullied. From this day forward, the Spirit Hall is forbidden from taking any further action against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, including any overt or covert schemes."
Qian Daoliu silent for a moment. He knew that today's battle had already demonstrated enough strength to Yu Yuanzhen and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If he insisted on suppressing them further, it would only cause the Spirit Hall to pay an unbearable price.
He slowly nodded. "Alright. I swear in the name of the Great Enshrined of the Spirit Hall that from now on, the Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will keep to themselves and will never provoke a conflict."