Yu Yuanzhen added, "Furthermore, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has a long and distinguished history; it is not a vassal of anyone. I want you to acknowledge that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's status is no less than that of the Spirit Hall."
These words carried an undeniable forcefulness. Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow, but he understood that this was the core of Yu Yuanzhen's strategy to establish his authority in this battle.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I admit that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is powerful enough to rival the Spirit Hall and is of equal status."
Upon receiving this promise, Yu Yuanzhen's expression softened slightly, and he added, "In return, as long as the Spirit Hall does not offend my family, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will never take the initiative to become an enemy of the Spirit Hall."
Upon hearing this, a hint of relief flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes. In this way, both sides could avoid mutual destruction, and the newly promoted Limit Douluo could be kept in check. For the Spirit Hall's grand plan, this was the best outcome.
It's a deal.
It's a deal.
The two voices met in mid-air, and an invisible agreement was reached.
Although there was no written agreement, the promise made by the two Limit Douluo carried immense weight. Afterward, Yu Yuanzhen said no more, and with a flash of lightning, he turned and left with the remaining power of Thunder, leaving Qian Daoliu to gaze at his retreating figure and the ruins below, lost in thought.
When news of the battle between Yu Yuanzhen and Qian Daoliu above the Spirit Hall resounded like thunder across the continent, the entire Douluo Continent was plunged into an unprecedented upheaval.
The first to cause turmoil was inside the Spirit Hall.
The news that the Worship Hall was destroyed, and that the Great Enshrined and the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan fought to the Ninth Soul Skill, ultimately ending in a peace negotiation, left countless Spirit Hall Soul Master speechless—that was Qian Daoliu!
He was hailed as the pinnacle of combat power on the continent, yet he was evenly matched with Yu Yuanzhen in their duel, and even had to propose a truce?
The message seemed to have grown wings, swiftly sweeping across every inch of the land of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.
Upon hearing this, all the major sects and aristocratic families gasped in shock.
Although the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan ranks among the Upper Three Sects, they have always kept a low profile. No one expected that their patriarch, Yu Yuanzhen, had already reached the level of a 99th-level Limit Douluo and was even able to directly confront Qian Daoliu without being at a disadvantage.
" The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has such a rich history!"
" Yu Yuanzhen's Thunder power can actually withstand the Angel God's Punishment? Is this true?"
"Even Qian Daoliu has to acknowledge its status; it seems the power structure of the Upper Three Sects is about to change..."
The uproar swept through taverns and teahouses in major cities, and even the royal families of the two great empires urgently summoned their high-ranking officials for a meeting.
Yu Yuanzhen's name resounded throughout the continent overnight, and he became a figure revered by countless Soul Master, alongside Qian Daoliu.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's prestige was at its zenith, firmly surpassing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even the once number one sect in the world, the Clear Sky Sect, was subtly overshadowed.
Everyone understood that this duel not only altered the balance of power among the top forces, but also etched a significant chapter in the history of the continent, belonging to the Soul Master.
At the gate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a flash of lightning appeared, and Yu Yuanzhen's figure appeared in the center of the square. When the clansmen saw their clan leader return, they all stepped forward to pay their respects, their eyes filled with awe and excitement—the news of the battle with Qian Daoliu had already spread back, and this clan leader was now an existence that the entire continent had to look up to.
Yu Yuanzhen raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, his voice amplified by the power of Thunder, resounding throughout the entire area. "From this day forward, all matters, large and small, of the family will be decided entirely by Yu Tianheng, and you must all obey unconditionally."
Upon hearing this, the square fell silent. Although Yu Tianheng was exceptionally talented, he was still young. While the clansmen had doubts, no one dared to question the clan leader's decision. Only Yu Tianheng stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Grandson will certainly not fail in his mission."
Subsequently, Yu Yuanzhen summoned several elders of the clan and Yu Tianheng to the council hall to explain many matters—including plans for the future development of the clan and arrangements for defense against the Spirit Hall, each and every one of which was well-organized.
Once everything was arranged, he stepped out of the council hall again and addressed his clansmen, saying, "I will be going into seclusion to cultivate. Unless there is a threat of annihilation for the entire clan, I shall not be disturbed."
These words only deepened the confusion among the tribespeople.
"The clan leader is already Limit Douluo, is there anyone who can threaten him?"
"Yes, even Qian Daoliu couldn't do anything to the clan leader, so why would someone with such strength need to go into seclusion?"
"Could he have been injured in the battle with Qian Daoliu? But the clan leader doesn't look like it..."
Amidst the whispers, there was a lot of confusion. But Yu Yuanzhen did not explain. He simply took a deep look at Thunder Prison Mountain deep in the clan's territory, then turned into a streak of purple lightning and rushed straight into the secret realm where the clan leaders of each generation had secluded themselves.
Within the secret realm, lightning crackled. Yu Yuanzhen sat cross-legged, sensing the still-unsettled fluctuations of Soul Power within his body, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
His clansmen didn't understand, but he himself knew all too well—that battle with Qian Daoliu, which seemed evenly matched, actually allowed him to touch the threshold of a higher realm.
The " Nine Heavens Divine Lightning Prison Suppression Scripture " still holds untold secrets, and the fusion of Thunder and dragon power has not yet reached its peak. Today's draw is merely the beginning, not the end.
"Beyond the Limit Douluo, perhaps there truly is an even higher realm..." he murmured to himself, Thunder around him once more as he completely immersed himself in cultivation. The doubts and reverence from outside the mountain were all shut out by him.
The morning mist had not yet dissipated when Yu Tianheng, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, stood at the mountain gate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
He looked up at the True Dragon Mountain, which was perched in the center of the mountains; that was where Yu Yuanzhen had secluded himself for cultivation.
Several days ago, the news that Yu Yuanzhen and Qian Daoliu fought to a draw had spread throughout the sect. At this moment, the entire mountain exuded an aura different from the past—a strong and unyielding spirit that no longer needed to bow down to the Spirit Hall.
"Young Master, the carriage is ready." The servant's voice interrupted his thoughts. Yu Tianheng nodded, turned around and stepped onto the carriage shaft. The wheels rolled over the bluestone road with a steady sound, heading towards Heaven Dou City.
Three days later, in a side hall of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, dressed in bright yellow casual clothes, was looking out the window at the scenery in the courtyard. Hearing footsteps, he slowly turned around, his smile more genuine than before, and less of the polite distance.
"Brother Tian Heng, you've come from afar, you must be tired from your journey." Xue Qinghe's voice was gentle, yet he took two steps forward to greet him, something that had never happened before.
Yu Tianheng raised an eyebrow slightly and bowed politely, saying, "Your Highness is too kind." He could sense the change in the other party's attitude; it was no longer the casual courtesy shown to a "subordinate," but rather a greater respect for "a representative of a force that could rival the Spirit Hall."
Xue Qinghe gestured for him to sit down, and personally poured him a cup of tea. As her fingertips touched the teacup, her tone carried just the right amount of emotion. "The battle between Clan Leader Yu and Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu a few days ago truly opened the eyes of the world. No one expected that the usually unassuming Clan Leader Yu could actually fight to a draw with Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu, a level 99 Titled Douluo. It's unbelievable."