Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 420 Blue Lightning Disciples Crazy About God-Level CP
The atmosphere of surviving the ordeal had not yet completely dissipated at the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan Plaza.

Yu Zhentian solemnly cupped his hands again towards Qian Renxue, who was standing quietly to the side.

Faced with this noble, holy, and incredibly powerful angel god, who was also his own incredibly promising son's "good friend," the old sect leader was somewhat at a loss as to how to handle the situation.

“Your Majesty the Angel God,” Yu Zhentian said in a loud voice, trying to make his tone sound natural and friendly.

"Thanks to your timely intervention, my sect was saved from danger. We are deeply grateful. If you don't mind, please come inside for some tea so we can show you some hospitality and rest a bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples around him, who had survived the ordeal and were still in shock, dared not make a loud noise, but the suppressed whispers still rose like a gentle hum.

Countless gazes, filled with awe, curiosity, or amazement, all focused on Qian Renxue.

"My God, is that the Angel God? She's even more... more beautiful than the legends say..."

A young disciple, his cheeks slightly flushed, nudged his companion with his elbow, his voice low but his eyes unblinking.

"Nonsense, that's a god! And didn't you see how perfectly her divine sense coordinated with our sect leader's? In just a few swift movements, that so-called sea god was driven away!"

Her companions were equally excited, their eyes filled with admiration and longing. "Tell me, what exactly is her relationship with our Sect Master Lie? 'Good friends'... What kind of good friend would go to such lengths to help?"

"She's definitely extraordinary! Didn't you see the sect leader's divine sense protecting her the whole time? That look in his eyes... even though I couldn't see his expression, it just felt different!"

One of the slightly older disciples stroked his chin, giving him a knowing look.

"A handsome man and a beautiful woman, and they're even deities... they're a match made in heaven..."

A female disciple sighed softly, her eyes sparkling.

Although these whispers were soft, everyone present was a Soul Master, so how could they not hear them clearly?
Qian Renxue's beautiful face remained calm and indifferent, as if she hadn't heard anything. Only in the depths of her bright golden eyes did a very faint, almost imperceptible ripple pass through.

Out of the corner of her eye, she involuntarily glanced at the dragon emperor statue in the center of the square.

Yu Xiaolie's avatar, formed from divine thought, is gradually becoming thinner and more transparent.

His imposing figure remained upright, his cold and stern face revealing no emotion whatsoever, only his eyes, which contained the laws of the sun and moon's rotation, seemed to be "looking" at her as well.

Without words or actions, a tacit understanding and reassuring power, unspoken, was gently conveyed through the gradually dissipating divine thoughts.

Qian Renxue felt a slight warmth in her heart, but also a touch of indescribable melancholy.

Only after completing the tasks her grandfather entrusted to her could she travel to the realm of gods with peace of mind.

She withdrew her gaze, turning to Yu Zhentian and the group of elders who were awaiting a reply, a perfectly timed, subtle, and aloof smile playing on her lips:

"I appreciate Elder Yu's hospitality. However, I still have some unfinished business to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhentian's face flashed with a hint of regret, but even more so with understanding and awe. He quickly replied:

"Since that's the case, I will not insist on keeping you any longer. If Your Majesty the Angel God has any needs, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be there without hesitation!"

Qian Renxue nodded slightly and said no more.

A holy golden light shimmered around him, and with a gentle flap of his six wings, he transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing instantly into the horizon, leaving only a faint aura of holiness that slowly dissipated.

After watching Qian Renxue leave, Yu Zhentian finally breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a slight dampness on his back.

He turned around and looked at the majestic Dragon Emperor statue in the center of the square with a complicated expression.

At this moment, Yu Xiaolie's divine avatar had completely dissipated, as if it had never existed. But the statue itself seemed to possess an indescribable spirituality and majesty than before, and the chaotic stone shimmered with a restrained and profound luster under the sunlight.

"Xiao Lie... I owe you so much."

If it weren't for the contingency plan left by Yu Xiaolie, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would probably have faced annihilation today.

Even now, Yu Zhentian still feels lingering fear when he thinks of Tang San's crazy and terrifying demeanor.

At the same time, a tremendous sense of pride and satisfaction welled up within me.

That child, who was almost abandoned by his family and considered to have strange talent when his martial soul awakened, has now grown into a god who can protect the entire sect and leave behind divine power to protect the sect.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples also quieted down, their gazes towards the Dragon Emperor statue filled with endless piety and gratitude.

The entire square was enveloped in a complex mix of lingering fear, relief, and immense pride.

……

Meanwhile, deep in the back mountains of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

In stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the square and the excitement of the aftermath, this place was only a deathly silence, dark and cold.

The massive mountain was hollowed out to create an incredibly sturdy prison, specifically designed to hold extremely important prisoners.

Inside a specially made cell at the deepest part of the cell, the walls were covered with intricate patterns that isolated soul power and sound.

A figure dressed in a pink dress was gripping the specially made metal railings reinforced with multiple layers of restrictions, pressing her face against the cold gaps in the railings. Her once bright and lively eyes were now filled with anxiety, anticipation, and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

She is Xiao Wu.

Not long ago, that roar that resounded throughout the sect and was so familiar to her very bones entered her ears like a thunderclap.

"Third Brother! Third Brother is here to save me!"

Xiao Wu almost jumped up at that moment. Her heart was pounding, blood rushed to her cheeks, and she was so excited that she was trembling all over.

She had been imprisoned here for far too long, so long that she had almost forgotten the warmth of the sun, so long that every day was filled with torment from longing and anticipation.

She believed all the time that her third brother would become incredibly powerful, that he would ride on auspicious clouds and overcome all obstacles to take her away from this cage!

She strained her ears to listen intently, trying to catch every sound from the outside world.

The terrifying sound of energy colliding and the angry roars made her heart clench, both worried for Tang San and desperately wanting to hear news of his victory.

However, after a while, the intense fighting abruptly stopped.

This was followed by an eerie silence.

Then, she vaguely heard some indistinct sounds, which seemed to be cheers, coming from afar.
But the distance was too great, and her soul power was sealed, so she couldn't hear clearly.

Then, there was no further news.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just her illusion.

"What happened? Is it over? Where's Third Brother? Did he win? Why hasn't he come to find me yet?"

(End of this chapter)