Douluo Continent: A Review of the Top Ten Martial Souls, Qian Renxue Breaks Through Defenses

Chapter 66 Gu Yuena, the Dragon God Descends
He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly clutched his chest, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The Blue Lightning Martial Soul within his body began to stir on its own under the permeation of the Dragon God's pressure, as if trying to break free of control and frantically attacking his meridians, bringing waves of tearing pain.

Second Elder Yu Minghao's body tensed up, veins bulging on his forehead. He forcibly circulated his soul power to suppress the restless martial soul within his body, but he only felt that his meridians were being stirred up by the thunderous soul power, and his eyes were filled with shock and fear.

"I can clearly feel that the dragon bloodline in the martial soul is trembling, as if it has encountered a supreme being and dares not make the slightest move. Even the circulation of soul power is mostly sluggish!"

"If Gu Yuena really activates the power of the Dragon God, we probably won't even be able to unleash the combat power of a Title Douluo, and we'll be at their mercy!"

He spent his entire life cultivating the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul, believing that he had reached the pinnacle of control over his Martial Soul. However, he never imagined that one day his Martial Soul would be suppressed to the point of near paralysis by an invisible pressure.

Outside the council chamber, shouts of panic rose and fell.

Inside the family's training ground, the lower-ranking disciples collapsed to the ground, their martial souls uncontrollably manifesting phantom images. However, as soon as the dragon's head appeared, they trembled, their purple lightning soul power continuously dissipating. Many disciples were vomiting blood and convulsing uncontrollably due to the backlash from their martial souls.

Several middle-aged Soul Masters attempted to summon their Martial Souls to resist, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon phantom shattered as soon as it condensed, and the backlash of their Soul Power instantly rendered them powerless, causing them to curl up on the ground and groan in pain.

"My martial spirit is suppressed! I can't summon it at all, and my meridians hurt so much!"

"The Dragon God's pressure is too terrifying! Our dragon bloodline simply can't withstand it; it feels like we're about to be completely devoured!"

Hearing the commotion outside, Yu Yuanzhen's expression grew increasingly grave, and fear spread through his eyes.

He knew that the core reason why the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan could rank among the top three sects was its dragon bloodline and powerful martial spirit, which had been passed down for ten thousand years. However, in front of the Dragon God, this proud heritage had become a fatal weakness.

The suppression of the dragon race's branches by the Dragon God's origin is innate, like an insurmountable chasm.

Let alone ordinary disciples, even he, a peak Title Douluo, could only let his martial soul be suppressed when Gu Yuena activated the power of the Dragon God, and had no room to resist.

"Immediately issue the order: all clansmen must immediately withdraw their soul power and are forbidden from forcibly summoning their martial souls, lest they be severely injured by the backlash of the Dragon God's might!"

Yu Yuanzhen's voice carried an undeniable authority, yet it could not hide the trembling within.

"The mountain-protecting formation will operate at full power. Even if it exhausts all the crystals, we must block the infiltration of the oppressive force and prioritize treating the disciples who have been affected by the backlash!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw fine cracks appear on the beams and pillars of the council hall. The pressure of the dragon god surged in like a tide, and even he felt a tightness in his chest as if it were about to explode.

The restlessness of his martial spirit grew stronger, and the awe and fear emanating from his bloodline made him feel cold all over.

The Third Elder, Yu Qingfeng, was deathly pale as he stared at the lingering dragon shadow in the sky, his voice hoarse.

"Clan leader, our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan has hunted down lightning-attribute sub-dragon soul beasts many times to obtain their soul rings."

"Now that Gu Yuena has become the ruler of all soul beasts and possesses the power of a dragon god, if she holds a grudge against the past, she will probably be the first to destroy our family!"

"The foundations of the three upper sects are utterly insignificant in the face of the God-King; we don't even have the right to resist!"

His words struck a nerve with everyone, and the elders in the hall lowered their heads, their eyes filled with despair. The once high and mighty Upper Three Sects were now facing imminent annihilation due to the bloodline suppression of their Martial Souls.

Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes, his mind flashing back to his family's millennia-long heritage, and then to the terrifying power of the Dragon God, his heart filled with helplessness. He slowly opened his eyes, the panic in them gradually replaced by determination, his voice low and deep.

"Immediately send someone to the Star Dou Great Forest to deliver a letter of submission, stating that the family will never hunt any more soul beasts, and is willing to worship the Lord of Soul Beasts. We only ask that Lady Gu Yuena spare the entire family out of consideration for our shared dragon bloodline!"

He knew that only by actively submitting and abandoning the status of the three upper sects could he preserve the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family's legacy. Otherwise, if he angered the Dragon God, the family would only face complete annihilation.

At this moment, the purple lightning barrier of the mountain-protecting formation finally gave way and shattered with a crash, allowing the dragon god's oppressive aura to sweep across the entire encampment without any hindrance.

The clansmen prostrated themselves on the ground, their martial spirits completely dormant, not daring to even breathe rapidly. The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was shrouded in the shadow of the Dragon God's oppressive aura, filled with unprecedented fear and awe.

The dragon bloodline they once took pride in has now become their most fatal shackle, forcing them to humbly beg for survival before the God-King.

The golden dome inside the Papal Palace suddenly trembled, the glazed tiles slid off, cracks spread across the statues enshrined in the palace, and the dark soul power that had been lingering around it receded like a tide under the pressure of the Dragon God, even the air felt suffocatingly oppressive.

Bibi Dong sat on the papal throne, her scarlet eyes fixed on the lingering pale purple dragon shadow in the sky, her fingernails digging deeply into her palms.

Blood dripped down the scepter, but he was completely unaware, his eyes surging with utter disbelief and terror.

"God-King...she actually became a God-King! And she can even merge with the Golden Dragon King's body to transform into a Dragon God!"

Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse and broken, trembling with hysteria.

"Ancient texts of the divine realm record that the Dragon God is the supreme being of the divine realm, controlling the power of all beasts and elements. The great war of the divine realm once stirred up all the heavens, and now he has reappeared on the Douluo Continent, and is also the ruler of all soul beasts!"

She spent her life pursuing the Rakshasa God's legacy, solely to control the continent. However, facing a God-King level combat power, even if she became a god, it would be like an ant trying to shake a tree. Her previous fear of the Heavenly Path Academy has now turned into despair.

Your Highness, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had already collapsed to the ground, their soul power suppressed by the Dragon God's might, unable to circulate, their martial soul phantoms restless within their bodies but daring not to surface, their muscles twitching uncontrollably, and even breathing becoming difficult.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was ashen, and his voice was trembling with sobs: "The Dragon God's pressure is too terrifying. I can't gather my soul power at all. My meridians feel like they're about to be crushed!"

The shadows around Ghost Douluo continued to dissipate, his soul became illusory, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"This is something no first-level deity can compare to. Even a god doesn't possess such overwhelming pressure. We don't even have the right to resist!"

Inside the Hall of Worship, Qian Daoliu's aged body trembled violently as he gazed at the information on the sky. The Angelic Holy Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the golden light on the sword's surface dimmed, unable to maintain its luster under the pressure of the Dragon God.

He dedicated his life to protecting the legacy of the Angel God, hoping that Qian Renxue would become a god and continue the glory, but now that the Dragon God has appeared in the world, all his hopes have vanished.

"Even if the Angel God is fully awakened, he is only at the peak of a first-level deity. How can he possibly defeat a Dragon God who is at the God-King level?"

(End of this chapter)