Chapter 16: Ranking Ninth, the Holy Dragon of Light? Why is it still Yu Jingcheng?!
"What we possess will not only be two Douluo guardians, but a…a true 'divine dragon' with an ultimate martial soul, capable of fighting a nation single-handedly!
Our sect's strength will be several times greater!
Even the Spirit Hall will likely have to show us respect!"
These words expressed the sentiments of all the elders who knew the inside story.
They had once thought that although the Seven Treasure Glazed Lizard was a decent mutated martial soul, they wouldn't accept it.
Moreover, they looked down on Yu Jingcheng, the useless member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan whom Ning Yuyan greatly favored.
Decades later, now there's a level 99 Limit Douluo, and a martial soul evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Dragon, with a spirit power of level 96!
Only today did they truly understand what an immeasurable future they had pushed forward with their own hands!
Just as the elders were immersed in endless regret, Ning Yuyan's clear, cold voice broke the silence.
Ning Yuyan frowned and repeated,"Those who surrender will have their soul power abolished and may live."
"Those who resist will be killed without mercy."
The Spirit Hall members stirred upon hearing this.
"Fight her! His Holiness the Pope will avenge us!"
A Soul Douluo-level leader, his eyes red, roared, trying to boost morale.
However, he was only met with a cold glance from Ning Yuyan.
She didn't even use her soul skills again, simply flicking her sleeve.
An invisible, boundless soul power instantly condensed into an unseen hand, grabbing the Soul Douluo in mid-air before his terrified eyes.
"Crack—"
After a heart-wrenching sound of bones breaking, the Soul Douluo was flung away like a lump of mud, completely lifeless.
This move utterly shattered the psychological defenses of all the Spirit Hall members.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
"Don't kill me! I'm willing to have my soul power abolished!"
Clang... Clang...
The sounds of weapons hitting the ground rang out one after another.
The remaining twenty-odd men in black knelt down in a rush, burying their heads deeply, no longer daring to have the slightest thought of resistance.
Ning Yuyan didn't even glance at them; to her, these people no longer posed any threat.
She slowly turned around, no longer paying attention to this bloody battlefield, her gaze fixed on the highest point of the sect, the council hall belonging to Ning Fengzhi.
A complex and inscrutable emotion flashed in her eyes.
Now that she was back, some things should be settled.
Those members of the Spirit Hall kneeling on the ground felt as if they had been granted a pardon, yet also as if they had lost their parents.
The hope of survival and the despair of becoming crippled intertwined, completely robbing them of the will to resist.
The elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School finally recovered from the enormous shock.
Elder Ming, the leader, suppressed his pain and excitement, and ordered his disciples:
"Listen to Miss Yu Yan!
Capture them all, cripple their soul power, and imprison them in the dungeon. Not a single one can escape!"
"Yes!"
The disciples, having survived the ordeal, erupted with astonishing morale. They rushed forward, beginning to confiscate the surrendered victims' soul tools, and several elders personally supervised the process of crippling their soul power.
For a moment, screams and pleas for mercy filled the air, but they could no longer attract Ning Yu Yan's attention.
Ignoring the commotion behind her, Ning Yu Yan strode towards the highest point of the sect, towards the council hall, the symbol of the core of power.
Her steps were slow, yet carried an invisible pressure.
The bloody night at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, under Ning Yu Yan's thunderous methods, ended in a way that exceeded everyone's expectations.
Those members of the Spirit Hall who surrendered had their soul power stripped by the elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School amidst complex emotions. They would face lifelong imprisonment.
The entire sect silently cleaned up the battlefield and collected the bodies of their fellow disciples.
Amidst the sorrowful atmosphere, there was a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe, and an indescribable awe for the woman in the white dress.
Ning Yuyan did not participate in any of the cleanup.
She simply stood quietly atop the tallest tower, her gaze piercing through the clouds, looking towards a distant, unknown direction.
As if waiting for something.
Just then—
BOOM!!!
A deafening roar, seemingly from the heavens above, resounded without warning throughout the entire Douluo Continent!
Whether it was the mourning Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, or everyone far away in Spirit City, Star Luo City, and Heaven Dou City, everyone simultaneously raised their heads.
Above the boundless sky, golden light converged once more!
That familiar golden divine ranking, radiating timeless majesty, descended upon the world once more!
[Douluo Divine Revelation - Ninth Rank of Martial Souls in All Realms]
[Martial Soul: Holy Dragon of Light]
"It's...it's here again!"
"This?"
Countless people across the continent held their breath.
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Yuyan's pupils contracted slightly, and a ripple finally appeared on her usually calm heart.
Above the golden sky, a magnificent and vast ancient seal script slowly emerged, its power even more imposing than when the "Holy Dragon King" was reviewed last time!
Holy Dragon of Light?
What kind of Martial Soul is this?
Never heard of it before! Shrek Academy.
Pale-faced, Yu Xiaogang, whose body had just recovered, looked at this name and suddenly had a bad premonition.
The entire Soul Master world of the continent was plunged into great confusion. However, when the next line of characters appeared, this confusion instantly turned into overwhelming shock!
[Martial Soul Owner: Yu Jingcheng]
In an instant, the entire world seemed to be muted.
Inside the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong abruptly stood up from the Pope's throne, her face filled with disbelief:
"Yu Jingcheng?!
Isn't his spirit the Light Dragon King?
What's with this Light Sacred Dragon?!"
In the Star Luo Empire's palace, the Star Luo Emperor stared intently at the sky, his brows furrowed:
"One person possessing two top-tier spirits?
Or... is the Heavenly Curtain malfunctioning?"
Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, atop the tower,
Ning Yuyan's body trembled violently. For the first time, her eyes, usually so detached and indifferent to worldly affairs, revealed undisguised astonishment and confusion.
"Jingcheng...?"
Ning Yuyan murmured softly, her voice trembling slightly, a tremor she herself was unaware of.
"Light Sacred Dragon... what... what is going on?"
Hadn't the Heavenly Curtain's previous assessment revealed that Yu Jingcheng's spirit was the Light Dragon King?
How could another Light Sacred Dragon have appeared?
Just as the entire continent was in an uproar of confusion, golden light flowed across the Heavenly Curtain, and new words provided the answer.
[Note: The Holy Dragon of Light, though not a god-level martial soul, stands at the pinnacle of all martial souls below the god level.
Its light is the ultimate light, dispelling all illusions and judging all evil!]
[This martial soul is not innate, but evolved.] [The martial soul's owner, Yu Jingcheng, lacked innate talent; this was fate, beyond human control. Therefore, his first awakened martial soul was a mutated, useless martial soul—Luo Sanpao.]
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