Douluo: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, Inheriting the Dragon God's Throne

Chapter 98: The dragon’s roar shook the world, suppressing Yang Wudi with one move!

"Ninety-seventh level Title Douluo!"

Yang Wudi looked at Ling Yuan in front of him in shock.

He originally thought that the other party's strength was at most around level ninety-one or level two.

With the power of his Soul-Breaking Spear, although he cannot win, he can still fight back a bit.

But the woman in front of him was actually a Titled Douluo at level 97!

The woman in front of him was much younger than him, yet she had been able to cultivate to this level.

Looking across the entire continent, he is extremely rare and can be considered a top genius.

The gap between him and the other party was like a chasm; they were not on the same level at all!

"Level ninety-seven... This is enough to become a priest in the Spirit Hall!"

"Yesterday, the three major teaching committee members of Tiandou Royal Academy were seriously injured. I'm afraid it was this woman who was responsible!"

Yang Wudi muttered to himself, speculating secretly in his mind.

This is the capital of the Tiandou Empire. The former Spirit Hall would never dare to act rashly in the city.

It is for this reason that their four major clans with single attributes chose to migrate to Tiandou City together.

But yesterday, since the other party dared to attack Tiandou Royal Academy, they would definitely dare to attack his clan.

Perhaps the Spirit Hall doesn't dare to kill people openly, but with their style, it is still possible to cripple a few people!

Thinking of this, Yang Wudi's face became solemn, but he still held the spear tightly in his hand and said stubbornly:
"Who are you? I don't remember there being such a powerful female Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall!"

"Humph!"

Ling Yuan glanced at him indifferently and did not answer.

Seeing this, Ye Han chuckled, took a step forward and said slowly:
"Let me introduce you to this. This is Ling Yuan, a former elder of my Spirit Hall!"

"Now she is already a worshiper. And I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Ye Han!"

After hearing this, Yang Wudi's expression changed drastically:

"Elder Ling Yuan, the worshiper? Holy Son...Ye Han?!"

He finally remembered that the female elder of the Spirit Hall was named Ling Yuan.

But a few years ago, wasn't she only level 912?
How come in just a few years, it has soared to level ninety-seven?
But what shocked him more was not Ling Yuan, but the young man in front of him.

Of course he had heard of the name of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, the one who had been canonized in a high-profile manner.

But suddenly he announced that he would go into seclusion for cultivation, and Ye Han, who had been missing for two years, disappeared.

However, he never expected that the young man in front of him was actually the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!

The members of the Poyi clan present were also shocked when they heard this.

The young man in front of me is the legendary Holy Son of the Spirit Hall who possesses twin demigod-level spirits? !
It is said that the newly promoted theory was developed by him, and it became popular in the mainland in just two years!

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became subtle, and Ye Han continued to smile:

"Patriarch Yang, I know that there are some past grievances between the Po Yi Clan and the Spirit Hall, but these can all be resolved."

"In the future, the continent will definitely be unified by our Spirit Hall! I hope you can make the right choice and lead your clan to join us!"

When Yang Wudi heard that "past grudges can be resolved", he instantly became furious again:
"Resolve? My clan has been persecuted by your Spirit Hall, and blood has flowed like a river! Hundreds of people have died!"

"Such a deep hatred can be resolved with just a few words? Bullshit!"

As soon as Yang Wudi finished speaking, clan members who came out from the surrounding area were all furious.

Ye Han was familiar with the original work and naturally understood Yang Wudi's feelings.

But the one who caused all this was the Haotian Sect!

So, Ye Han sighed first, and suddenly changed the subject:
"Patriarch Yang, you can't blame our Spirit Hall for this!"

"Who told you to be a subordinate clan of Haotian Sect back then?!"

"That Haotian Sect's young master Tang Hao killed our Spirit Hall's pope back then!"

"We in the Spirit Hall did that purely for revenge and to seek justice for the Pope!"

"What you really need to hate is the Haotian Sect. It was them who implicated your clan!"

"After they committed the crime, the sect directly chose to retire and abandoned your clan!"

"If the Haotian Sect had not committed that crime and abandoned your clan, your clan would not have been like this!"

"Now that we in the Spirit Hall have found out that your clan had nothing to do with what happened back then, we have come to recruit you. You must consider this carefully."

After these words fell, the surrounding clan members immediately discussed it, and felt that it made sense. But their relatives were also killed by the Spirit Hall, so how could they join the Spirit Hall so easily? !
"Humph!"

Yang Wudi's face was gloomy and he knew that what Ye Han said made sense.

But they also understood that the clan members would never agree to join the Spirit Hall, which had killed so many of their relatives.

However, he also understood that if he refused today, someone in the clan would definitely shed blood!

Soon, Yang Wudi's eyes turned, and he quickly came up with a plan to make the other party retreat, so he said solemnly:
"You can ask me to join you if you want! If you can survive ten rounds of my all-out attack without losing, I will consider joining you!"

"You, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, if you can't even do this, how can you talk about what you just said, the Spirit Hall unifying the continent?!"

"Of course, if you lose, you have to swear that you will never interfere with the development of our Po Yi clan again! Do you dare to accept this bet?!"

As soon as these words fell, the surrounding tribesmen raised their arms and shouted in agreement:
"That's right! If you want us to believe you, then show us some ability! If you're capable, then fight us!"

"As the Holy Son, if you can't even withstand ten moves from the leader of a small clan, you don't deserve our trust!"

Although their clan leader is only level 82, he is powerful enough to fight against a level 90 Titled Douluo.

It is rumored that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall before him possesses twin demigod-level spirits and is an unrivaled genius.

But he is still very young, at most just over thirty years old, and is a joke in front of their clan leader!

Therefore, they firmly believed that their patriarch would win. If the other side accepted the battle, there would only be one result: shame!

Ye Han had already seen through Yang Wudi's plan, and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Okay! If you lose, your entire clan must swear to submit to our Spirit Hall until death!"

Seeing Ye Han agree so easily, everyone was dumbfounded.

But soon, the surrounding members of the Poyi Clan sneered, thinking that Ye Han was just bluffing!

"Okay! I want to see what you can do! Stop talking nonsense and activate your martial spirit!"

Yang Wudi thought the same thing and shook his spear.

The tip of the gun flashed with a cold light, and it was obvious that the warrior was ready for battle.

"Haha~"

Ye Han didn't waste any words, his mind suddenly moved:
"The twin dragon kings of light and darkness appear!"

"Roar--!"

Accompanied by two deafening dragon roars.

One light and one dark, the two dragon kings suddenly appeared on Ye Han's left and right, shaking the entire mansion.

Bright Dragon King, black, black, black, black, red! Red!

Dark Dragon King, purple, purple, purple, black, red! Red!

The twelve spirit rings were dazzling, and the four hundred thousand year spirit rings were even more dazzling.

Five bright dragon souls and the seventy-level soul power aura also erupted at this moment.

“Ah! This—!”

Yang Wudi and all the members of the Poyi clan present.

The moment he saw Ye Han’s twin martial souls and spirit ring configuration.

Everyone was stunned with shock and couldn't believe what they saw!
"Fifth soul ring, first soul skill - Dragon roar shakes the world, holy light stabilizes all directions!"

Ye Han has talked enough nonsense and doesn’t want to waste any more time now.

While they were shocked, he unleashed the Light Dragon King's fifth soul ring soul skill.

Soul Skill Effect:

It emits a dragon roar that shakes the entire world, full of impact and deterrence.

The holy light shines brightly, stabilizing the situation in all directions and making the enemies terrified and fall into chaos!
"Roar--!"

In an instant, the Dragon King of Light released a terrifying dragon roar and swept straight towards Yang Wudi!

"Oops!"

Yang Wudi's face changed drastically, and he quickly raised his gun to defend himself, but he still couldn't stop the powerful impact!

"Pfft-!"

The Soul-Breaking Spear was broken in an instant, and his body was hit. He immediately vomited blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Ye Han flashed in front of him, stared down at him, and said solemnly:

"Patriarch Yang, you have lost the bet. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise? Join the Spirit Hall!"

(End of this chapter)