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But ten years ago, Yu Tianxiao had already gone into seclusion, a dead end, to try and break through to level ninety-eight.

He hasn't left the seclusion for ten years, and no one knows if he's still alive.

“My father is not here,” Yu Yuanzhen said in a lower voice.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye looked at him with icy eyes.

"Then you die first."

Then I went to find him.

Yu Yuanzhen released his Martial Soul True Form.

The phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex merged with him, his body swelled up, covered in blue dragon scales, his hands transformed into dragon claws, and his eyes became blue vertical pupils.

The full power of a level 95 Title Douluo caused the ground of the entire plaza to crack, and the air was filled with the scorching aura of lightning.

"Qian Gu Xiao Ye, do you think you can beat me just because you're level 95?"

He took a step forward, and the ground exploded, creating a crater. He transformed into a streak of blue lightning and pounced towards Qian Gu Xiao Ye.

The speed was astonishing; even Yue Guan and Gui Mei didn't have time to react.

The mighty warriors of the ages have not retreated.

He did not release his Martial Soul True Form, but simply gripped the Panlong Staff tightly, and all nine Soul Rings lit up simultaneously.

He watched the blue lightning bolt draw closer and closer, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked into Yu Yuanzhen's blue vertical pupils.

Then, he swung the Dragon-Piercing Staff.

One stick.

There are no fancy soul skills, no complicated moves, just one strike.

But this strike carried the full power of a level 95 Title Douluo, the pent-up hatred of sixty years, and the resentment of more than three hundred dead souls.

Wherever the staff passed, space distorted, the air was compressed to its limit, and a sharp explosion was heard.

The Panlong Staff clashed head-on with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex's claws.

boom--!

The deafening roar shook the entire Dragon Ridge Mountain.

The bluestone slabs on the square were lifted into the air by the gust of wind, and then fell back down like raindrops.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei retreated several steps, using their soul power to protect their entire bodies.

The ten thousand Spirit Hall Soul Masters retreated simultaneously, causing a brief period of chaos in their formation.

Yu Yuanzhen's figure flew backward from the smoke and dust like a cannonball, crashing through the wall of the council hall and then through the mountain wall behind it, creating a crater several meters deep in the rock.

Gravel fell with a clatter, and dust filled the air.

Yu Yuanzhen lay in the pit, covered in blood, his right arm hanging limply at his side, its bones shattered.

His Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit wailed within him, its scales shattered, and its claws broke.

He struggled to get up, only to find that he couldn't even move a finger.

He looked up at the figure standing in the dust, holding a stick.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye stood still, without moving an inch.

His robes were dusty, but his breathing was steady, as if the blow he had just delivered was merely a casual flick of the wrist.

He looked down at the Panlong Staff, its surface stained with blue blood—Yu Yuanzhen's blood.

“Level ninety-five…” Yu Yuanzhen’s voice was hoarse, filled with disbelief, “How could you… be so strong…”

Qian Gu Xiao Ye looked at him calmly.

"You rely too much on your martial spirit."

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex gave you power, but also arrogance.

You forgot, a Soul Master's strength isn't solely determined by their Martial Soul.

He lifted his foot and walked towards Yu Yuanzhen.

Each step made a crunching sound as it landed on the gravel.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like the footsteps of death, each step landing on Yu Yuanzhen's heart.

Qian Gu Xiaoye raised the coiled dragon staff.

"stop!"

An ancient voice came from deep within the mountain, carrying boundless pressure.

The entire Dragon Ridge Mountain was trembling, the cracks in the mountain walls were getting bigger and bigger, and rocks were falling down with a clatter.

A blue figure burst out from the depths of the mountain, with white hair and a withered face, but its eyes were still as sharp as knives.

Yu Tianxiao.

The previous leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex sect, a level 97 Title Douluo.

He has emerged from quarantine.

It wasn't a breakthrough, it was an awakening.

With the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus's millennia-old legacy destroyed and his descendants slaughtered, how could he possibly remain in seclusion?

He looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, at his son lying in the pit, and at Qian Gu Xiao Ye standing in a pool of blood, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Eternal Valiant Night!" His voice boomed like thunder, "You're courting death!"

He released his martial soul, and the phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared behind him. Nine soul rings pulsed up and down—two yellow, two purple, and five black. The pressure of a level 97 Title Douluo was so tangible that everyone present could hardly breathe.

He pounced on Qian Gu Xiao Ye with astonishing speed, many times faster than Yu Yuan Zhen.

The mighty warriors of the ages have not retreated.

He gripped the Dragon Staff tightly, and all nine of his spirit rings lit up simultaneously.

He knew he was no match for Yu Tianxiao; level 95 against level 97, a difference of two levels.

But he wasn't afraid.

He waited sixty years for this day.

The Panlong Staff clashed with the claws of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.

boom--!

Qian Gu Xiaoye was sent flying backward, tumbling several times in the air before landing on the ground. He took more than ten steps back before regaining his balance.

His tiger's mouth split open, and blood dripped down the coiled dragon staff, a trickle of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Yu Tianxiao remained unmoved, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Level 95, you can withstand one of my moves, not bad."

But you must die today.

He once again lunged at Qian Gu Xiao Ye.

A golden figure descended from the sky, blocking Qian Gu Xiao Ye's path.

Golden Crocodile Douluo.

A level 99 peerless Douluo, the second elder of the Spirit Hall.

He appeared in the center of the square at some unknown time, wearing a gray robe, with snow-white hair and an old face, but his golden eyes were like two burning flames.

He raised his right hand and struck out with his palm, colliding head-on with Yu Tianxiao's dragon claw.

boom--!

Yu Tianxiao was sent flying backward, crashing through the wall of the council hall and then through the mountain wall behind it, creating a crater several meters deep in the rock.

He is exactly the same as Yu Yuanzhen.

Golden Crocodile Douluo withdrew his hand and looked calmly at Yu Tianxiao in the pit.

"Level ninety-seven is nothing compared to what I have to offer."

Yu Tianxiao struggled to his feet, covered in blood, his eyes filled with horror.

"Golden Crocodile...it's you...you're still alive..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't look at him.

He turned around and looked at Qian Gu Xiao Ye.

"Xiaoye, this is a family feud that has lasted for generations. You shall settle it with your own hands."

He stepped aside and stood with his hands behind his back.

Qian Gu Xiaoye took a deep breath, gripped the Panlong Staff, and walked towards Yu Tianxiao.

Yu Tianxiao lay in the pit, covered in blood, his right arm hanging limply at his side, its bones shattered.

He struggled to get up, but Golden Crocodile Douluo's palm strike broke his spine.

He could only lie there, watching Qian Gu Xiao Ye approach step by step.

“Eternal Valiant Night…” His voice was hoarse, “You can’t kill me… I am the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Master… I am a level 97 Title Douluo…”

Qian Gu Xiao Ye looked down at him, his gaze calm.

"When you killed my father sixty years ago, did you ever think about this day?"

Yu Tianxiao opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Qian Gu Xiaoye raised the coiled dragon staff.

The stick fell.

Chapter 131 Good News

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

The good news reached Wuhun City at dusk.