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The outcome was clear!
Ba Tian Douluo Long Zhentian emerged victorious!
Yes, it was Long Zhentian—no surprises there. Though both combatants landed simultaneously, Yu Yuanzhen's body had been severely corroded by darkness. Moreover, having pushed himself to his absolute limit with that final move, his body was hemorrhaging profusely—he had become a blood-soaked figure.
That he could still stand was a testament to his indomitable will. Indeed, every Title Douluo who reached this level possessed extraordinary determination. Their cultivation was high, and so too was their mental fortitude.
As for Long Zhentian, his black robes had been shredded by thunder, leaving him in only a pair of black pants (similar to the Hulk). Despite the blood at the corner of his mouth, his battle intent had reached its peak!
At this moment, Long Zhentian closed his eyes. His spirit power fluctuated erratically—a clear sign of an impending breakthrough.
In the span of a single breath, three of the Spirit Hall's offerings surrounded Long Zhentian. Qing Luan Douluo and Guang Ling Douluo immediately erected a tranquil barrier with their spirit power, allowing Long Zhentian to focus on his breakthrough.
Golden Crocodile Douluo hovered in the sky, his spirit rings appearing: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. The final hundred-thousand-year spirit ring sent shockwaves through the crowd.
"Ba Tian Douluo is at a critical moment of breakthrough. Any who dare cross this line will die!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's icy voice echoed across Decisive Peak, deterring anyone harboring ill intentions.
The Spirit Hall's elders—Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Ghost Panther, and Demon Bear—also took up positions around the area, their spirit rings manifesting: two yellow, two purple, five black, nine rings in total.
No one dared to even entertain the idea about crossing this boundary—it was a matter of family survival.
Meanwhile, the members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family felt as though the sky had collapsed. Their invincible patriarch had lost! The title of the strongest beast martial soul had been handed over to another.
Did they dare resist? Did they dare seek revenge? No, they did not.
At this moment, Yu Da Shi (Yu Xiaogang), tears streaming down his face, watched as his once-invincible father was carried away by his clansmen. The verdict was clear—their family's proud title was gone, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had been trampled underfoot by the Heavenly Tyrant Black Dragon.
Kneeling on the ground, Yu Xiaogang let tears flow freely. His greatest backing, his ultimate safety net in the spirit master world, had fallen.
With tear-filled eyes, Yu Xiaogang glared at Long Zhentian, who was truly breaking through. It was this man who had destroyed his family's reputation, crushed their pride. He vowed to make Long Zhentian pay!
Yu Xiaogang silently swore to exact revenge on Long Zhentian and the Spirit Hall, especially Bibi Dong, that "despicable woman," for not intervening. How dare her lapdogs from the Spirit Hall gravely injure his father?
The murderous intent in Yu Xiaogang's eyes was palpable, even to those above Soul Ancestor level. They found it baffling—how could a mere Great Spirit Master dare glare at a Title Douluo? Wasn't he afraid of death? Who gave him the courage? Liang Jingru? Ah, no—it was the fallen old dragon, wasn't it?
Oscar and Ma Hongjun's disdain for Yu Xiaogang grew even stronger. What use was such a useless person?
Beside them, Yu Luomian, seeing Yu Xiaogang's unrelenting murderous intent, kicked him down without hesitation.
Yu Xiaogang rolled several times like a wild boar before struggling to regain control of his body. He rose shakily and confronted his second uncle with a snarl.
"Second Uncle! Why did you kick me?"
"If I hadn't kicked you, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family would have been ruined by you. Who gave you the audacity to glare at a Title Douluo? You're nothing but a useless waste of space, with neither ability nor sense.
Back when you hadn't awakened your martial soul, you strutted around acting like you were second only to the heavens. You looked down on everyone except the main branch of the family, hoarding others' cultivation resources. And what came of it? A worthless awakening?
Do you think the family's disdain and ridicule came out of nowhere? You brought it upon yourself. And now you want to ruin any chance our family has of survival?
How could my older brother have sired such a son? You're good for nothing except causing trouble. To hell with you."
Yu Luomian grew angrier with each word, delivering a flurry of slaps that left Yu Xiaogang frothing at the mouth.
Tang San could only watch silently, unable to intervene. In his mind, Yu Luomian was Yu Xiaogang's uncle. With his father absent, the uncle held the highest authority—it was only natural for him to discipline his nephew.
Moreover, Tang San considered Yu Xiaogang his father. By this logic, Yu Luomian was akin to a great-uncle. How could Tang San possibly interfere? That would be unfilial.
Thus, despite feeling sympathy for Yu Xiaogang, Tang San could only endure, silently chanting: 'Teacher, bear with it. It'll pass. Filial piety comes first.'
All spirit masters with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul were deeply disheartened at this moment. Their pedestal had crumbled, their invincible patriarch had fallen, and most infuriatingly, their enemy had chosen this moment to break through. They couldn't even interrupt it.
Several Soul Douluo elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family were seething but powerless to act.
In contrast to the despondency of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, the lower four sects—the Holy Dragon Sect, the Elephant Armor Sect, and the Black Tiger Sect—were ecstatic. They had all been defeated by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon in the past.
Now, witnessing the fall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon felt like a personal victory. Hu Yanzhen of the Holy Dragon Sect's grin stretched ear to ear, revealing just how elated he was.
Meanwhile, atop Decisive Peak, Long Zhentian's aura continued to rise. Qing Luan Douluo and Guang Ling Douluo, sensing the breakthrough was nearing completion, gradually dispelled the spirit barrier.
*Roar—*
A resounding dragon's cry echoed across the battlefield. The nearly hundred-meter-long Tyrant Heavenly Black Dragon radiated black light as a surge of overwhelming spirit power emanated from its body.
The breakthrough was successful. Long Zhentian had ascended from level ninety-four to level ninety-five, reaching the watershed and threshold of a Super Douluo.
"I am Long Zhentian, titled 'Ba Tian.' From this day forward, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's claim as the strongest beast martial soul is history."
Long Zhentian's deep voice reverberated across every corner of Decisive Peak. The assembled spirit masters understood—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had fallen from its pedestal.
It wouldn't be long before the spirit master world experienced another massive upheaval. The delicate balance that had persisted was now shattered.
In the near future, the spirit master world would undergo a significant reshuffling. Who would emerge victorious in the end? That remained to be seen.
This battle was incredibly thrilling. Li Luochen was thoroughly fired up, never expecting Yu Yuanzhen to unleash one last explosive burst. However, Long Zhentian's Spirit Bone Fusion Skill caught him off guard—it summoned the shadow of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King.
The battle was intense, and Li Luochen had guessed correctly: regardless of who won, the victor would inevitably break through. Both combatants had absorbed dragon-type soul beasts, and the dragon race's hierarchy was extremely rigid.
Both possessed true dragon bloodline martial souls, and only through such a battle could their bloodline superiority be determined.
In this fight, Long Zhentian didn't just advance in spirit power—his Heavenly Tyrant Black Dragon bloodline had also grown purer. Li Luochen felt that his Heavenly Tyrant Black Dragon now resembled the Dark Holy Dragon even more, albeit a version closer to the Eastern dragon archetype.
His martial soul had evolved from a dragon-type martial soul with true dragon bloodline to a true dragon-level martial soul—a super martial soul, indeed.
However, Li Luochen glanced at the beauty beside him, Dugu Yan. Her Golden Radiant Azure Dragon was even more absurd—a veritable Dragon King-level martial soul. If categorized, her martial soul would qualify as a divine-tier martial soul.
Aside from the Dragon God and the Gold/Silver Dragon Kings, few could suppress her martial soul. Even the Nine Great Dragon Kings likely couldn't match it.
Li Luochen could only lament inwardly: the real "cheat code" was right here—a seemingly harmless young girl.
At this moment, Dugu Yan seemed to sense something and turned to give Li Luochen a knowing smile.
Li Luochen: 'Damn, this girl's flirting with me. She's playing with fire. Looks like I'll have to test whether my stick is sturdy enough!'
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