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

Chapter 97 The plot to destroy the clan, the patriarch Yang Wudi's fury!

"Gurgle~"

"Sister Lingyuan."

I felt the warmth coming from behind me.

Ye Han swallowed hard, his blood boiling.

"What are you thinking about? Is it about the divine assessment?"

Ling Yuan gently bit Ye Han's earlobe, her voice incredibly sweet and seductive.

"Yes...that's right."

Ye Han was so aroused by her teasing that he could no longer restrain himself.

He turned around, tackled her, kissed her deeply, and then told her what he was going to say.

"Hmm~ Shall we start with the Destroyer Clan?"

As Ling Yuan agreed, she couldn't help but frown; this was probably not going to be easy.

The damage the Spirit Hall inflicted on the Breaking Clan was far greater than that inflicted on the other three clans.

"However, since my husband has made up his mind, I will do my best to help him."

Ling Yuan quickly regained her resolve and continued to reciprocate Ye Han's kisses.

After a deep kiss, Ye Han held Ling Yuan tightly in his arms and whispered:

"Sister Lingyuan, please come with me to the Broken Clan tomorrow. Let Xiaowu and the others stay behind."

"Hmm~"

Ling Yuan nodded, her face flushed, clearly still immersed in the wonderful sensation she had just experienced, and murmured in ecstasy:

"My dear husband, I want you~"

"Sister Lingyuan!"

Ye Han suddenly felt his mouth and throat dry, and his throat bobbed.

Then, he pressed himself against her fiercely, and they became entangled in passionate lovemaking.

……

The night passed slowly.

Ye Han and Ling Yuan each performed a small dance for the crowd.

Head to the mansion of the Broken Clan, located in the south of the city.

Before long, the outline of the mansion came into view.

The ancient and majestic architecture exudes a unique atmosphere.

On the upper floor of the mansion, a plaque hangs high, carved with the single character: Broken!

Two burly men stood in front of the gate, each holding a long spear.

It was like two guardian deities standing guard, filled with a chilling atmosphere.

"So this is the Broken Clan? They certainly have a grand air about them."

Ye Han murmured softly, then approached with Ling Yuan.

"Halt! Who goes there! What brings you here!"

"This is the residence of the Po clan; unauthorized personnel are not permitted to approach!"

The two guards shouted loudly as they saw the strangers approaching.

The sound echoed through the quiet street, carrying an undeniable sense of intimidation.

Ye Han did not immediately reveal his identity, but slowly said:

"I want to see your chieftain. Lead the way."

The two guards were taken aback when they heard such direct and domineering words.

But after scrutinizing Ye Han, his veins bulged and his eyes widened in anger:

"Judging from your tone, anyone who didn't know better would think some important person had arrived!"

"With your frail, weak appearance, you think you can see our clan leader? Do you even have the right? Get lost!"

Ye Han frowned slightly, and Ling Yuan beside him couldn't help but react first.

In an instant, a powerful aura erupted from her body.

The pressure of the titled Douluo swept out like a surging wave, and nine spirit rings appeared one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

The nine soul rings shone with dazzling light, their brilliance causing the surrounding air to tremble.

"A Title Douluo...a titled Douluo!"

The two guards turned pale instantly, their eyes filled with terror.

His legs trembled slightly involuntarily, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Now, are we qualified?!"

Ling Yuan's voice was clear and cold, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

It erupted with a terrifying aura of a Title Douluo.

"Yes...yes, Your Excellency, the esteemed Title Douluo, please follow me."

One of the guards said tremblingly, and quickly turned around to lead the way.

The other guard ran straight into the mansion to report to the clan chief.

Meanwhile, in the main hall of the mansion...

Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po clan, was listening to his subordinates report intelligence.

"Chieftain, according to our intelligence, a momentous event occurred in the city yesterday!"

"Yesterday at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was stripped of his manhood and reduced to a eunuch!"

"The three Soul Douluo instructors were even severely injured!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi, who had been calm, instantly stood up in shock:

"What! Why were you only informed of such a major event now! Who did this?!"

The subordinate said urgently:

"Clan Chief, it's because the news was blocked by the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy that I only managed to find out a bit of it today."

"I don't know exactly who did it, but I do know that the person who did it came from... the Spirit Hall!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi was both shocked and terrified.

It was actually the Spirit Hall! They dared to use force within the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire!

The targets of the operation were still the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the three members of the academy's teaching committee.

If the Heavenly Dou Empire doesn't take any action, will the next target be the four major clans with single-attribute attributes?

Just as they were pondering this, the guard who had been at the door rushed into the hall and announced the news.

"A female Title Douluo, accompanied by a young boy, is forcibly barging in to see me?!"

Yang Wudi was startled, knowing that there were very few titled Douluo on the entire continent, let alone a woman!

The Spirit Hall happens to have a female elder who is a Title Douluo. Could that female elder be the one who has come here?

Could what happened at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy yesterday be related to this female Title Douluo?

All speculation is futile; we must see for ourselves to know. He immediately issued a stern and authoritative command:

"lead the way!

Upon hearing this, the guard quickly stepped forward to lead the way, not daring to delay in the slightest.

……

Ye Han and Ling Yuan had already entered the mansion.

The mansion was larger than I had imagined, but the decoration was rather simple.

This also shows that the current situation of the Broken Clan is not good.

Just then, the guard who had run in earlier arrived.

Behind him followed a robust middle-aged or elderly man.

He had neat, black hair, a ruddy complexion, but a somewhat gloomy expression.

What is most striking about him are his sinister eyes, which give people a chilling feeling.

Clearly, he is Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po clan!

"Chief, these two are the ones."

The guard said tremblingly.

The guards who had led Ye Han and Ling Yuan over nodded nervously.

"Um?!"

Yang Wudi paid no attention to Ye Han, his gaze fixed on Ling Yuan.

Although she had heard that there was a female elder in the Spirit Hall, she had never met her.

Therefore, he couldn't recognize whether the woman in front of him was the female elder.

So, I had no choice but to ask tentatively:

"May I ask, who is Your Majesty? Where do you come from? And what is the purpose of your visit?"

Ling Yuan didn't rush to answer, but instead looked at Ye Han beside her.

Ye Han knew she was asking him to make the decision, so he didn't mince words and said frankly:

"We come from the Spirit Hall, and our purpose in coming here is to persuade you to submit to the Spirit Hall!"

"The Spirit Hall!!!"

Upon hearing these three words, Yang Wudi flew into a rage, his whole body trembling as he roared:

"The damage the Spirit Hall inflicted on my clan back then is still vivid in our minds and will never be forgotten! How could we possibly retaliate against you?!"

As he spoke, he suddenly unleashed his martial spirit, and the Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand, its blade gleaming coldly.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

Eight spirit rings rose up, their light flashing, and their powerful spirit energy seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

The spear tip flickered with a sharp edge, as if venting the rage in his heart, accompanied by another deafening roar of fury:

"Leave now, or don't blame me for being ruthless!!!"

"snort!"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Ling Yuan's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light.

He instantly released his martial spirit, nine rings appeared, and his aura surged dramatically.

The terrifying aura of a level 97 Title Douluo swept across the entire arena like a whirlwind.

Yang Wudi's aura as an 82-level Soul Douluo was instantly crushed and dissipated.

"A level 97 Title Douluo!!!"

Yang Wudi was horrified, his pupils contracted to pinpoints, completely unexpected.