Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Yu Xiaoheng didn't waste any words.

He raised his hand.

A ball of divine punishment purple flame rose from his palm.

The purple flames illuminated the night, and as the flames flickered, the surrounding temperature rose eerily.

Yu Xiaoheng flipped his wrist. The purple flames exploded in mid-air, transforming into thousands of tiny purple streaks that landed precisely on the heads of everyone present.

This is a simplified version of the Golden Dragon Element Tempering Method.

Purple fire enters the body.

The entire square fell silent instantly.

Everyone gritted their teeth, enduring the burning of their internal organs by the flames.

This pain was not ordinary physical pain, but a burning sensation that directly affected the blood and soul. The impurities remaining in the body were being forcibly burned away by the domineering power of divine retribution and expelled through sweat.

Half an hour passed.

The Third Elder suddenly opened his eyes.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, but he looked surprisingly healthy.

"happy!"

The Third Elder shouted and punched a stone pillar next to him.

The stone pillar shattered on the spot, sending fragments flying everywhere.

He could feel that the bottleneck in his soul power that had plagued him for years was actually loosening under the tempering of the purple flames. Those old, hidden injuries left from battles were also completely removed by the flames.

"These old bones of mine feel like I'm forty years old again!" The Third Elder burst into laughter.

Not far away, the Second Elder also stood up, the lightning on his body was brighter than before, and the speed of his soul power circulation was more than twice as fast.

The younger disciples benefited even more.

Several disciples who were stuck at a bottleneck broke through their levels on the spot, and their soul power fluctuations lit up one after another.

In the main seat.

Yu Yuanzhen slowly opened his eyes.

He was previously besieged by powerful figures from various forces and was seriously injured. The energy left behind by Qian Daoliu and Tang Wei continued to rage within his body.

But now, he coughed up a mouthful of dark purple blood.

The blood splattered on the ground corroded a large pit in the bluestone slab.

All the toxins and hidden injuries have been expelled.

Yu Yuanzhen straightened up, and the aura of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex was released uncontrollably.

That oppressive aura was even stronger than before he was injured. Not only had he stabilized his Super Douluo realm, but he even showed a faint tendency to advance further.

Yu Yuanzhen looked at his eldest son standing on the steps.

"This body tempering method is extremely domineering," Yu Yuanzhen said in a loud voice. "With this method, how can the Blue Lightning Sect not be revived?"

Yu Xiaoheng nodded.

At the very back of the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang sat in the corner.

His aura was completely out of place among the Blue Lightning Sect disciples around him.

A 100,000-year-old red spirit ring slowly rotated beneath his feet. This was the power Lin Wan'er had gained through sacrifice.

Under the tempering of the Heavenly Punishment Purple Flame, Yu Xiaogang's meridians, which had become somewhat fragile due to the surge in energy, gradually became more resilient.

He put away the virtual ring, stood up, and walked towards Yu Xiaoheng.

Yu Xiaogang's separated martial soul, Luo Buhui, transformed into a small black dragon, quietly coiling around his wrist. At this moment, Luo Buhui had evolved into a dark dragon, its entire body emanating an ominous black mist.

Yu Xiaogang came down the steps.

"Big brother."

Yu Xiaogang raised his head and called out.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at his younger brother in front of him.

He noticed that Yu Xiaogang had changed.

The Yu Xiaogang of the past always had a hint of resentment in his eyes. He dressed smartly, spoke only of theories, and desperately tried to prove to everyone that even a useless martial soul like his could rise above others.

The current Yu Xiaogang has a stubble beard, clothes thrown on haphazardly, and eyes that look like a stagnant pool.

All the arrogance had vanished.

"This purple fire is very effective," Yu Xiaogang said softly. "The energy from the sacrifice was too immense; my body couldn't have handled it. Now, I feel much better."

"Thank you."

Yu Xiaogang spoke calmly.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at him but did not reply immediately.

There was silence for a moment.

“You’ve never talked to me like this before,” Yu Xiaoheng said.

Yu Xiaogang gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"People always have to face reality."

Yu Xiaogang lowered his head and looked at the dark dragon on his wrist, its black tongue flicking out.

"Wan'er is dead."

There was no grief or indignation in Yu Xiaogang's voice, only a kind of numbness.

“Brother, I was ignorant before. I always felt that God was unfair, that Father was biased, and that you looked down on me.”

“Even deep down, I’ve always held onto a strong desire to one day stand in front of you and prove that I, Yu Xiaogang, am no less than you.”

Yu Xiaogang raised his head and looked directly into Yu Xiaoheng's eyes.

"But these past few months, I've woken up."

"In the face of absolute power, theory is nothing. Facing Qian Daoliu and Tang Hao, my theory cannot save anyone, not even the woman I love."

Yu Xiaogang sighed, and his shoulders slumped.

"I will never catch up with you in this lifetime."

He spoke these words with utmost candor.

Yu Xiaoheng felt very strange after hearing this.

My younger brother, who always had a stubborn neck and pride ingrained in his bones, actually resigned himself to his fate.

Yu Xiaoheng felt very uncomfortable seeing Yu Xiaogang's dejected appearance.

But he didn't offer any words of comfort.

There's no time for that now, and Yu Xiaoheng doesn't know what to say.

"It's good that you understand." Yu Xiaoheng withdrew his gaze. "Get yourself into top condition for the next three days. We'll need manpower for the next steps."

Yu Xiaogang nodded silently and retreated back into the crowd.

Two days later.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan's team has assembled.

Yu Xiaoheng personally led the team.

Yu Yuanzhen remained on the mountain to oversee the situation. The Third Elder and the Second Elder accompanied him.

There are also five hundred elite disciples in the team who have been tempered by the purple fire.

Destination: Luoxia Town.

Located only fifty li from True Dragon Mountain, this place is one of the most prosperous towns outside Tiandou City. More importantly, it is a property of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Chapter 565 Seizing the Seven Treasures Industry

The Qibao Chamber of Commerce branch in Luoxia Town is responsible for coordinating the mining of three nearby iron ore mines and the purchase of large quantities of medicinal herbs.

This is a treasure trove.

in the afternoon.

A group of over 500 people marched into Luoxia Town in a grand procession.

They made no attempt to conceal their whereabouts or hide their identities. The Blue Lightning Sect disciples stood tall and proud, their blood surging. The days of well-fed meals and body tempering had given them inexhaustible strength.

The townspeople and rogue soul masters were so frightened by the scene that they all hid inside their houses and closed their doors and windows tightly.

Everyone knows that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is now a powder keg.

The group went straight to the center of the town.

In front of the gate of the Qibao Chamber of Commerce branch.

This three-story building was even more imposing than the city lord's mansion. The vermilion wooden doors were tightly closed, and dozens of guards holding crossbows stood on the walls.

Yu Xiaoheng stopped in his tracks.

The line stopped immediately, moving in perfect unison.

The Third Elder stepped forward, clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked.

The window on the second floor of the Chamber of Commerce was suddenly pushed open.

A steward dressed in a silk robe poked his head out. He was a Soul Emperor of level sixty-something, and his face turned pale as he looked at the dense crowd below.

But relying on his powerful backers, he still maintained his confidence.

"Everyone from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan!"

The manager shouted at the top of his lungs.