While the news of the Clear Sky Sect's destruction had not yet spread widely, Bibi Dong and her entourage headed directly for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
With an insider like Yu Luomian, they were sure to easily take down the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan this time.
Not to mention, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan only had Yu Yuanzhen as a Super Douluo, making its strength far inferior to the Clear Sky Sect's.
As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's most prized treasure, the true dragon nine crowns, Yu Luomian claimed he had a way to obtain it.
Without the true dragon nine crowns, Yu Yuanzhen wouldn't be that strong.
The location of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was very particular, near Jiulong Mountain, about a hundred miles west of Sunset Forest.
Surrounded by mountains and shrouded in mist, the scenery was quite beautiful.
The Sect was built against the mountain, with a wide river in front, like a moat.
Two massive dragon statues stood at the entrance, full of imposing presence.
Like the Clear Sky Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was a place that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
When Bibi Dong and her group arrived near the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, they saw Yu Luomian slowly walking over.
"Supreme Pontiff," he greeted.
"Hmm, did you bring the item?" Bibi Dong asked.
"Indeed, this ring is the key to unlocking the true dragon nine crowns," Yu Luomian said, handing the ring to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong took it. "If we can conquer the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan this time, you will have rendered a great service. In the future, I will make you a Titled Douluo and grant you a hundred thousand year spirit soul, provided you are deemed worthy, of course."
Yu Luomian's face lit up with ecstasy. A hundred thousand year spirit soul!
His Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, like other forces that did not submit to Spirit Hall, was not eligible to obtain a spirit soul.
He had been extremely envious seeing other Spirit Masters with spirit souls on the way.
Fortunately, he was just an internal spy, and there would be a chance to get a spirit soul later. Otherwise, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would decline further and eventually vanish into the river of history.
Although the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would be annihilated now, he had secretly taken out his Sect disciples, and they could rebuild the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the future. So, it wasn't a complete annihilation; there was still a spark.
"You've truly made a name for yourself," Liu Erlong said coldly.
"Erlong," Yu Luomian still felt some guilt towards Liu Erlong. After all, she was his illegitimate child and couldn't even enter the Sect.
Though she didn't want to either.
"Alright, I don't want to hear what you have to say. Just stay alive," Liu Erlong waved her hand.
Yu Luomian's eyes brightened. Did this mean Erlong had forgiven him?
He felt like the happiest person right now.
"Alright, you can go back now. Be careful when the time comes."
"Understood."
Not long after Yu Luomian left, the Soul Tool Legion had already formed its ranks, with hundreds of soul tool cannons brimming with spirit power energy.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, hundreds of light spots illuminated the sky above Jiulong Mountain.
The next second, a dense barrage of soul tool cannon shells rained down on the continuous mountain range. There was no need for precise aiming; the terrifying firepower covered the entire territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Explosions erupted one after another, the mountains trembled and cracked amidst the roar.
Countless shattered rocks mixed with the severed limbs of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples splattered everywhere. Blood bloomed like flowers amidst the fire, appearing almost romantic.
"Enemy attack! Run!" The Sect disciples screamed in terror, scrambling for cover, but there was nowhere to escape.
The entire territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was covered by soul tool cannon shells.
When the first batch of Soul Engineers ran out of spirit power, they would be replaced by the next. The Soul Masters who had gone down would also use special spirit tools to replenish their spirit power, so the soul tool cannons basically wouldn't stop.
The training grounds, residential areas, and even the magnificent main hall on the main peak were subjected to indiscriminate attacks.
The splendid buildings collapsed in explosions, and disciples who couldn't dodge were directly blown away. Some unlucky ones froze in place and were directly hit by cannon shells.
With a bang, they instantly turned into a bloody mist, leaving no corpse behind.
"Enemy attack!" several Elders shouted hoarsely.
Yu Yuanzhen and several Elders transformed into streaks of light, soaring into the sky. Their eyes were bloodshot at the tragic sight below. Lightning flashed around them as they continuously unleashed Thunder Dragon Claws to blast the incoming cannon shells in mid-air.
"What exactly are these things?!" An Elder waved his sleeve, deflecting a cannon shell, and his face turned grim as he felt the power within it, comparable to a Spirit Emperor's attack.
"Damn it! The power is not small!" Another Elder put up a shield, resisting the continuous explosions, his arm numb from the shock.
Yu Yuanzhen punched a cannon shell heading for the main hall, shattering it with lightning. He looked at the continuous barrage of artillery fire still coming from afar, his face ashen, and let out an angry roar: "Damn it! Who is it?! Who dares to attack my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!"
Not many people could withstand these cannon shells.
And the cannon shells seemed endless, covering everything without cease.
Under such dense artillery fire, their actions seemed futile.
The entire Jiulong Mountain was directly turned into a fiery hell.
Who knows how many Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples were buried in the sea of fire.
Yu Luomian watched this scene from the furthest mountain peak, clicking his tongue in wonder.
"Spirit Hall is becoming more and more terrifying now."
...After a full hour of bombardment, the attack finally ceased.
The Spirit Hall members waited below for the remaining people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Not long after, Yu Yuanzhen, somewhat blackened, crossed the river.
Behind him, there were not many disciples left, only about a hundred remaining.
The weakest among them were Spirit Elders; all Spirit Masters below Spirit Elder had died.
"Bibi Dong!!!" Yu Yuanzhen roared in fury, "How dare your Spirit Hall attack the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!"
"So much nonsense. We've already attacked, and many of your people have died, yet you're still saying such things," Xiao Ze said, somewhat exasperated.
Yu Yuanzhen was immediately choked.
"You're courting death!" Yu Yuanzhen's roar transformed into a tangible sound wave, crushing the air along its path into ring-shaped white mist.
Yu Yuanzhen was completely enraged, the blue-purple electric light erupting around him dyeing the sky like a thunder pool.
Xiao Ze casually summoned his spirits. These spirits were all of legendary rank and immediately entered their mega-evolved state, blocking Yu Yuanzhen's attack.
"What?!" Yu Yuanzhen was stunned for a moment. He knew Xiao Ze, but he actually possessed such powerful strength now.
Spirit Douluo! How old was he to be a Spirit Douluo?!
He truly was Spirit Hall's most monstrous Holy Son in a thousand years.
"Yu Yuanzhen, how dare you lay hands on our Holy Son? You're courting death!" Chrysanthemum Douluo shrieked delicately, then, along with most of the Titled Douluo, directly attacked Yu Yuanzhen.
The other Spirit Masters also began fighting the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was clearly not as formidable as the Clear Sky Sect and was instantly suppressed.
"Martial Soul True Body · Bountiful Nation."
In a blink of an eye, an illusory field expanded several hundred meters.
(End of Chapter)
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