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A giant bolt of blue lightning condensed on the dragon claw Yu Tianheng swung, violently distorting the surrounding air and erupting with thunderous booms.
Yet, all of this was clearly captured in Ye Lan's Golden Pupils. The enormous lightning claw unleashed by Yu Tianheng seemed to approach him in "slow motion."
At the very instant Ye Lan was about to be struck by the Thunder Dragon Claw—
Boom!
Ye Lan's figure vanished, using Instant Step to reappear behind Yu Tianheng.
"So fast!" Oslo and Yu Feng cried out in shock. Only those with the agility-type martial soul could truly sense just how terrifying Ye Lan's speed had been in that fleeting moment.
The one directly involved, Yu Tianheng, turned pale when he realized Ye Lan had vanished. In the next instant, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end as he felt a violent gust of wind surging toward him.
He whipped his head around, only to see a blood-golden crescent moon slashing toward his back. There was no time to think—Yu Tianheng could only activate his backup plan. At the very moment Ye Lan's kick connected, the second yellow spirit ring on his dragon claw lit up: Thunderous Might!
"Pfft!!"
A mouthful of fresh blood burst from Yu Tianheng's lips. Immediately after, the snake-like lightning coiled around his body suddenly swelled, transforming into countless thunder-serpents that exploded outward in all directions!
When Ye Lan's kick landed, arcs of electricity surged through his leg, making it go numb before he even had time to circulate spirit power to purge the lightning invading his body. In the very next moment, countless blue thunder-serpents coiled around him. Originally meant to lash out indiscriminately, every bolt of lightning instead turned and struck Ye Lan.
Ye Lan's muscles convulsed violently, twitching under the shocks. He felt as if he had become a man of blue lightning, with every cell in his body entwined in electricity.
Fortunately, while Ye Lan was paralyzed by the current, his Blood Armor: Meteor kick had already blasted Yu Tianheng dozens of meters away. Seizing the gap, the Blue Silver Grass within Ye Lan's body frantically converted into life energy, repairing his ravaged cells while simultaneously purging the invading thunder energy.
Unlike before, this time Ye Lan felt his Blue Silver spirit power surging far more actively throughout his body as it repaired him.
In the stands, a blue-haired girl was about to summon her martial soul and rush forward, but Dream God Machine raised a hand to stop her. "Ye Lengleng, don't worry. The vitality of these two far surpasses that of ordinary spirit masters. They'll be fine."
After hesitating for a moment, the girl slowly lowered her hand.
"Cough! Cough—cough!"
Yu Tianheng dragged himself up from the ground, coughing blood as he staggered. He hadn't expected Ye Lan to unleash such terrifying power. His back hadn't undergone its dragon transformation, so that blood-golden crescent kick had left him gravely injured. Fortunately, his martial soul was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, granting him extraordinary vitality. Had this strike landed on an ordinary power-attack Spirit Elder, they might have been knocked unconscious on the spot.
After spitting blood for several seconds, Yu Tianheng finally steadied himself. He raised his head, wanting to confirm whether his second soul skill had killed Ye Lan outright. The skill Thunderous Might was designed for groups, yet Ye Lan had absorbed every bit of it alone. By logic, Yu Tianheng believed Ye Lan's condition had to be as bad as his own, if not worse.
But to his shock, Ye Lan looked perfectly fine—aside from his hair standing completely on end.
"Impossible!"
"My soul skill can't be this weak!"
"How could it have no effect at all?! That's a soul skill from a seven-hundred-year dragon-type spirit beast!" Yu Tianheng roared, on the verge of breaking down.
Ye Lan reached up to touch his hair, which now resembled that of a Super Saiyan.
In truth, he wasn't unharmed like Yu Tianheng imagined. He was injured. The enhanced defenses of his fully-activated Blood Armor were completely useless against the power of lightning! The only reason he appeared unscathed was because his Blue Silver Grass ceaselessly converted life energy to repair the lingering damage from the electricity.
Truly worthy of the title Ultimate Life—even the soul skills of a top-tier power-attack Spirit Elder could be fully healed.
After sighing in relief, Ye Lan for the first time tasted the bitterness of being restrained. It must have been similar to how Dugu Bo felt when his poison failed to affect him. Against lightning, he could do little. His Blood Armor's defense was ineffective, and his Blue Silver Armament likely wouldn't fare any better. After all, it wasn't rubber armor.
Having vented his frustration, Yu Tianheng decided to gamble everything.
"Wrath of Thunder!" he roared. His eyes turned a crackling blue-white, while the arcs of lightning coiling around him swelled monstrously.
Wrath of Thunder sent Yu Tianheng into a berserk state—doubling the power of his lightning and boosting his spirit power by fifty percent! Though his remaining spirit power had been low, it now surged violently. But in this state, it would drain away at extreme speed. He had no choice but to finish the fight quickly.
Once he unleashed Wrath of Thunder, his speed also skyrocketed, and he charged straight at Ye Lan like a living thunderbolt.
Ye Lan watched the lightning-wreathed Yu Tianheng rush forward. His golden spirit power flared, sending countless Blue Silver Grass vines lashing out.
"Is this really Blue Silver Grass?" Yu Tianheng's scalp tingled with dread. But now that Wrath of Thunder was active, he couldn't stop. Either his spirit power would burn out completely, or he would crush his opponent. Retreat was no longer an option. He charged forward head-on.
Yu Tianheng swung his dragon claws wildly, trying to shred the oncoming vines. But Ye Lan's Blue Silver Grass was nothing like Tang San's delicate tendrils. Dozens of thick vines, each as wide as twenty centimeters, lashed at him. Yu Tianheng only managed to sever a few before he was completely ensnared. In moments, he was wrapped into a ball. Even in his berserk state, Yu Tianheng could only struggle desperately.
"Thunderous Might!"
This time, the skill was far more terrifying than before—empowered by Wrath of Thunder's amplification. Countless serpents of thunder transformed the Blue Silver cage into a blazing prison of lightning. Bolts coursed through the vines, all converging straight toward Ye Lan.
Through his Golden Pupils, Ye Lan saw Thunderous Might rapidly flowing toward him. His brow furrowed, and he swiftly cut his connection to the Blue Silver cage. But the lightning, guided along the vines, continued to surge toward him even after the link was severed.
"Perish!"
"Solar Furnace!"
Ye Lan instantly recalled several strands of Blue Silver Grass into his body. They transformed into a radiant form, finally converging into a golden energy blast that erupted from his chest.
The silent thunder-serpents collided with the golden wave. An instant later—blinding white light exploded.
After several seconds, Ye Lan saw that Thunderous Might had been completely neutralized. His understanding of Ultimate Attributes deepened yet again. Indeed, ultimate attributes could counteract other elemental powers—though not as overwhelmingly as against inherently restrained or subordinate elements.
(End of Chapter)