Chapter 5: Wrath of the Tyrant Dragon
Dragon City, inside the main hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan estate.
Yu Yuanchen's brief yet thrilling narration was like a giant boulder cast into a deep pool, setting off a monstrous wave in Yu Boxuan's heart. Anger, lingering fear, pride, heartache... various emotions eventually transformed into a tangible, icy Killing Intent that permeated the hall.
"The Long Family... What a 'Black Flame Flood Dragon'! To dare ambush my direct grandson and surround the pillars of my clan!" Yu Boxuan's voice was low, yet it contained the terrifying pressure of an impending storm, making the air in the entire main hall feel as if it had solidified. "If I do not avenge this, I, Yu Boxuan, am unworthy of being the Clan Chief. What face would the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have to stand in this world!"
He stood up abruptly, his stalwart frame seemingly growing taller in an instant. A trace of the majestic aura of a Titled Douluo leaked out uncontrollably, causing the lanterns in the hall to flicker.
"Chener, you did very well! You remained calm in the face of danger, showed decisive courage, and what's even more rare is this level of caution!" Yu Boxuan looked at his grandson, whose face was still pale, his eyes full of admiration. "Go down and heal your wounds properly. Leave the rest to your grandfather!"
"Grandfather!" Yu Yuanchen forced himself to stand straight, his tone urgent. "Second Grandfather and the two Elders' lives are still uncertain. I implore you..."
"Say no more!" Yu Boxuan interrupted him with an unquestionable tone. "Your injuries are not yet healed and your Soul Power is overextended. Accompanying us now would not only be useless but a burden. Rest assured, I will personally go to bring them home!"
Before his voice faded, Yu Boxuan had already transformed into a streak of blue light, instantly rushing out of the main hall. His majestic voice spread throughout the clan estate like rolling thunder:
"All Soul Douluo level Elders, gather in the council chamber immediately! The clan is entering its highest state of combat readiness! Without my command, no one is allowed to leave Dragon City!"
As soon as the order was given, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan began to operate like a massive war machine. Powerful auras rose from various places, quickly converging toward the council chamber. Above the estate, blue electric arcs faintly wove into a net, emitting heart-palpitating fluctuations.
A moment later, three figures followed close behind Yu Boxuan. Like four arrows released from a bow, carrying heaven-soaring Killing Intent and anxiety, they silently left Dragon City and shot toward the Thunder Mountain Range. These four were all Soul Douluo Peak Elders, second only to Yu Boxuan in strength. One of them even possessed a top-tier healing Tool Spirit, the 'Staff of Life', as a precaution.
The five top experts released their speed without reservation. Wherever they passed, clouds parted, and the Soul Beasts in the mountain forests all went into hiding, trembling.
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Meanwhile, in the Thunder Mountain Range, near the boulder forest where Yu Yuanchen had previously broken through the encirclement.
The traces of battle were shocking: scorched earth, shattered boulders, and the violent Soul Power and faint scent of blood that had not yet fully dissipated in the air all told of the tragedy of the previous fight.
Long Li was still slumped by the dried-up riverbed, his face pale. His legs were twisted in an unnatural posture, the knees scorched black. Occasional fine electric arcs darted out, bringing waves of twitching pain. He had tried several times but could not use Soul Power to force the reconnection of the bones and Meridians destroyed by that strange purple-gold lightning. His hatred for Yu Yuanchen was already sky-high.
The Rock Turtle Soul Emperor and the lightly injured Gale Wolf Soul Emperor stood guard nearby, their expressions equally grim. They had tried to track Yu Yuanchen, but the boy seemed to have vanished into thin air. Furthermore, having to care for the heavily injured Long Li, they could only wait here for clan reinforcements.
"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Long Li growled hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot. "You couldn't even take down a Spirit Ancestor kid, and you let him ruin my legs! If this gets back to the clan, what face will we have left!"
The Rock Turtle Soul Emperor and Gale Wolf Soul Emperor lowered their heads, not daring to argue, though they felt extremely frustrated. That kid's methods were too strange; that instantaneous burst of speed and grasp of timing were not at all like a young man who had just become a Spirit Ancestor.
Just then, several powerful auras approached from the horizon at an astonishing speed.
Long Li and the others were first startled, but then they felt the familiar cold and heat within those auras and were immediately overjoyed.
"It's the Clan Head! The Clan Head has come in person!" the Gale Wolf Soul Emperor said excitedly.
Before he finished speaking, eight figures descended. The leader wore a dark red robe, his face somewhat similar to Long Li's but more sinister. As his eyes opened and closed, black flames seemed to burn within them. The aura radiating from him had reached Rank 95! It was the current head of the Black Flame Flood Dragon Clan, Long Xiao!
Behind him followed two lightly injured Soul Douluo and five heavily injured Soul Saints—the seven who had besieged Yu Boyu's trio. Originally, although Yu Boyu's trio was outnumbered three to seven, they wouldn't have been in mortal danger thanks to the strength of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. After three days of fierce fighting, they had not only killed three Soul Emperors but had also managed to escape after wounding their enemies. When Long Xiao arrived, he had to accept the situation, as their primary target was the Genius Yu Yuanchen.
Long Xiao's gaze swept across the scene, taking it all in instantly. Especially when he saw Long Li's ruined legs, the black flames in his eyes jumped violently, and the surrounding air temperature rose abruptly.
"What happened? Where is that boy?" Long Xiao's voice was ice-cold, containing suppressed fury.
Enduring the intense pain, Long Li shamefully and angrily recounted the events, focusing on Yu Yuanchen's strange explosive speed, powerful attacks, and finally, the purple-gold lightning carrying a trace of divine aura that had ruined his legs.
"A thousand-year second ring, a ten-thousand-year fourth ring, and purple-gold lightning?" Long Xiao frowned deeply, a flash of Killing Intent in his eyes. He knew well how powerful the talent of Yu Yuanchen, who had achieved such a series of feats, was. If he were to grow up, there would be no peace for the Long Family.
Cold light flickered in Long Xiao's eyes, but he suddenly looked up toward Dragon City, his expression changing drastically!
"Not good! That old fellow Yu Boxuan is here! What speed!"
Almost simultaneously, a vast and domineeringly peerless aura crushed down from the distance like heavenly might, accompanied by a roar that shook the mountains:
"Long Xiao! You dare move against my grandson and harm my clansmen? Give me your life!"
Before the voice finished, four blue figures appeared in the sky, charging forward with a speed that surpassed visual tracking! The leader was Yu Boxuan, his hair and beard bristling, his body entwined with thick blue lightning pythons like a Thunder God descended to earth!
He saw the situation from afar. Not finding Yu Boyu and the others, his heart was slightly eased, but seeing Long Xiao and the others here, along with the obvious battle traces and the miserable state of Long Li and his group, he could foresee the tragedy of the battle. Monstrous rage instantly ignited his Soul Power!
"Ninth Spirit Ability, Thunder Dragon Descent!"
Yu Boxuan wasted no words, using his strongest Ninth Spirit Ability as soon as he acted! Behind him, a massive dragon shadow formed entirely of deep blue lightning soared into the sky. The dragon's eyes contained the will of destruction. Carrying the momentum of tearing the heavens, it pounced down fiercely toward the area where Long Xiao and the others were!
This strike covered a vast range, its power enough to move mountains and fill seas!
"Yu Boxuan! You're crazy!" Long Xiao was both shocked and angry. He didn't expect the other party to use an ultimate killing move without a word. He didn't dare be the least bit negligent. His nine Soul Rings all shone brightly, especially the last black ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, which became brilliant to the extreme!
"Ninth Spirit Ability, Flood Dragon Incinerates the Heavens!"
A giant shadow of a flood dragon burning with pitch-black flames emerged from behind him, roaring as it met the diving lightning dragon!
RUMBLE—!!!
Blue lightning and black flames, two extreme forces, collided violently in mid-air!
A massive explosion, like the beginning of the world, rang out. The blinding light made even the sun lose its color. A terrifying energy shockwave expanded abruptly in a ring. The earth below was scraped harshly as if by an invisible giant plow; the boulder forest was instantly leveled, and some nearby trees were directly vaporized!
The five injured Soul Saints and Long Li's trio were hit by this terrifying shockwave, coughing up blood as they were sent flying. Those with weaker cultivation even suffered broken bones!
Just the aftershocks of the collision had such power!
As the light dissipated, the scene was revealed. Yu Boxuan floated in mid-air, the electric light around him still intense, though his aura was slightly disordered. Long Xiao, however, had retreated dozens of meters, his face flushed and the black flames around him flickering. Clearly, he had suffered a small loss in the direct clash. After all, his cultivation was one rank lower than Yu Boxuan's.
"Yu Boxuan! For a mere junior, are you going to start a full-scale war with my Long Family?" Long Xiao shouted sharply, trying to use the weight of the situation to pressure him.
"Start a war? From the moment you ambushed my grandson, the war had already begun!" Yu Boxuan's voice was icy, his Killing Intent solemn. "Today, I'll collect some interest first! None of you should think about leaving!"
His gaze swept over the four Soul Saints who had just scrambled up and the heavily injured Long Li, showing no mercy.
"Do it! Kill them!" Yu Boxuan ordered the four Elders behind him.
"Yes, Clan Chief!"
The four Soul Douluo Elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had long been unable to restrain themselves. Upon hearing the command, three immediately possessed their Martial Souls, becoming like three streaks of blue lightning as they pounced toward the two Soul Douluo and five heavily injured Soul Saints! The other person released the 'Staff of Life' Martial Soul to provide healing for everyone.
"You dare!" Long Xiao was furious and wanted to intervene, but he was locked down by Yu Boxuan's aura. "Your opponent is me!"
Yu Boxuan snorted coldly, his eighth Soul Ring lighting up. "Eighth Soul skills, Tyrant Thunder Domain!"
With him as the center, the area within a thousand meters instantly turned into a blue lightning Domain! The air was filled with violent lightning particles that constantly struck and numbed the enemies within the Domain, while significantly enhancing his own side's lightning attribute attacks!
Long Xiao immediately felt his movements stiffen. The black flames around him were suppressed, forcing him to use all his Soul Power to resist the power of the Domain.
Below, the battle was almost a one-sided slaughter!
The Soul Douluo Elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, bolstered by the Tyrant Thunder Domain, were like tigers with wings. Two of them took on the enemy Soul Douluo, while the other faced the five Soul Saints. A Soul Douluo's strength was already far beyond a Soul Saint's, and since the opponents were all heavily injured, none could withstand a single blow.
"Seventh Soul skills, Martial Soul True Body!"
"Sixth Spirit Ability, Thunder Dragon's Roar!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Thunder's Grasp!"
The massive Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon True Bodies roared, thunder dragons rampaged, and giant lightning claws seized... various powerful Martial Soul Abilities lit up the battlefield.
The five Soul Saints of the Black Flame Flood Dragon Clan fought desperately, their black flame Martial Soul Abilities appearing one after another, but in their heavily injured state, their defenses were easily torn through like paper.
In just a short moment, shrill screams rang out one after another.
One Soul Saint was pierced through the chest by a lightning dragon, his scorched corpse falling to the ground.
One Soul Saint had his skull crushed by a giant lightning claw.
One Soul Saint was turned into charcoal by countless bolts of lightning falling from the sky.
One Soul Saint was killed by a dragon claw piercing his chest.
The last Soul Saint tried to escape using his speed, but he was caught by an Elder. A highly condensed lightning spear pierced through his back and out his chest, killing him on the spot!
The five Soul Saints were completely wiped out!
As for the heavily injured Long Li and the other two Soul Emperors, they were already at death's door from the previous shockwave. Now, facing the bloodshot eyes of the Soul Douluo Elders, they couldn't even put up a decent resistance and were blown to pieces by casually released lightning. Only the two lightly injured Soul Douluo saw their injuries worsen, barely managing to keep their lives.
In the blink of an eye, the five Soul Saints Long Xiao had brought, along with the three surviving Soul Emperors—eight people in total—all perished here! Blood stained the scorched earth, and the air was filled with a heavy scent of blood and burning.
"Yu! Bo! Xuan!" Long Xiao watched as his clan's elites were slaughtered. His eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the black flames around him surged wildly, nearly breaking through the suppression of the Tyrant Thunder Domain. "My Long Family will never rest until you are dead!!"
"Hmph! Bring it on!" Yu Boxuan floated in the center of the lightning Domain like a god in control of thunder, coldly watching the crazed Long Xiao. "Today I'll leave you with your dog life to tell you that this blood debt has only just begun! Scram!"
He knew that now was not the best time for a life-and-death struggle with Long Xiao; the priority was to find Yu Boyu's trio.
Long Xiao's chest heaved violently as he stared intently at Yu Boxuan, then looked at the horrific corpses below. Finally, he squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Good! Good! Yu Boxuan, you just wait!"
He knew that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn't gain anything and might even follow in the footsteps of those Soul Saints. He gave Yu Boxuan a venomous look, then his body turned into a black flame. Carrying the two nearly dead Soul Douluo, he broke through the lightning Domain and fled toward his clan in a pathetic state.
Yu Boxuan did not pursue. He dispersed his Martial Soul Abilities, landed back on the ground, and said deeply to the three Elders: "Quick! Spread out and search. We must find Boyu and the two Elders!"
"Yes!"
The four experts immediately dispersed. Their powerful Spiritual Power, like spilled mercury, carefully searched every inch of land in this area.
The wrath of the Tyrant Dragon had begun to show its prominence. This battle on the edge of the Thunder Mountain Range was like a signal, announcing that the fragile balance maintained for hundreds of years between the two top Beast Spirit families in the southeast of the Heaven Dou Empire had been completely broken. The undercurrents were about to turn into monstrous waves.