Just as his attack approached the two Soul Sages, a purple light instantly blocked his path, dispersing the violent lightning with a wave of his hand.
"Who is it?"
Yu Luomian's eyes were filled with fear. The fact that the opponent could defeat his angry strike without using a Soul Skill indicated that they were no ordinary person, possibly even someone of that level.
"Who? Someone who wants your life."
As a Blood Red Spiky Porcupine appeared, nine Spirit Rings rose in sequence, and Yu Luomian confirmed the strength level of his opponent.
"A Titled Douluo?"
"Why are you doing this? Are you people from Spirit Hall?"
The only force that could dispatch a Titled Douluo and possibly attack the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was Spirit Hall, in Yu Luomian's mind. The Spiky Porcupine's silence only confirmed his guess.
"Damn Spirit Hall! Aren't you afraid of the Upper Three Sects joining forces against Spirit Hall?"
"Hmph. Still daydreaming when death is imminent."
The Spiky Porcupine sneered. The reason he didn't refute was that he believed no one from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would leave alive today. He found the Upper Three Sects alliance in the other's words laughable. You probably don't know that some of the other Upper Three Sects are involved, right?
"Fifth Spirit Skill: Poisonous Bone Spurs."
Not wanting to waste any more words, the Spiky Porcupine immediately controlled his Spirit, spitting out countless scarlet poisonous thorns towards Yu Luomian.
Just by looking at the poisonous smoke rising from the thorns, Yu Luomian understood that the poison they carried was not something he could resist with his body. He immediately entered his dragon transformation state and turned around, bursting out with the fastest speed of his life, heading towards the top of the mountain.
Facing a Titled Douluo, his only thought was to quickly reach Big Brother's side, which was his only chance of survival. But what he didn't know was that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's only reliance had already died on the top of the mountain, and the road to the top had become a dead end.
Yu Luomian fled, occasionally glancing behind him, seemingly afraid that the Spiky Porcupine, a Titled Douluo he had never seen before, would catch up. But to his surprise, the Spiky Porcupine just watched him indifferently, with no intention of chasing him.
"Strange, isn't he afraid of Big Brother?"
"Yu Yuanzhen? What's there to fear about a dead man?"
Yu Luomian, who had been paying attention to what was behind him, wasn't careful of what was in front of him and was startled by the sudden sharp voice.
"Who?"
When Yu Luomian's eyes swept over the four figures in front of him, he immediately fell into a daze.
Compared to the unfamiliar Spiky Porcupine, Chrysanthemum and Ghost were much more familiar. But the position in which these four appeared erased Yu Luomian's last hope of survival.
"Big... Big Brother?"
"Hehe, haven't you already guessed? Do I need to repeat it?"
"Why? Why does Spirit Hall have to do this?"
"Hmph, why so many questions? Blame yourselves for getting in the way."
With that, the others didn't bother to waste any more words with a small character. Yue Guan, Magic Bear, and Ling Yuan brushed past Yu Luomian in turn, walking towards the foot of the mountain, not even giving him a second glance. The only one left in front of him, Ghost Douluo, extended his right hand.
"Fourth Spirit Skill: Ghost Shadow Swamp Hand."
In Yu Luomian's terrified expression, the ground beneath his feet suddenly turned into a pitch-black swamp, and a hideous palm pierced through his chest at a terrifying speed. Even after undergoing dragon transformation, he couldn't stop the attack of a Super Douluo.
As Yu Luomian fell to the ground and closed his eyes unwillingly, the high-level members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were declared to be completely wiped out, leaving only the clansmen who were like lambs to the slaughter.
The next day, the scarlet moon finally shed its cloak, transforming into a warm sun.
A Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan outer sect steward needed to return to the sect to discuss some Blue Dragon City affairs with the elders. Crossing the river, he walked up the familiar steps to the sect as usual, but the rich, bloody smell coming from not far away made him frown.
"Did another elder capture a dragon-type Soul Beast to provide Spirit Rings for the younger generation? But this smell is a bit too strong."
The outer sect steward could only make this guess to explain the pervasive bloody smell, but as he continued forward and arrived at the Sect Gate, his eyes widened as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
In fact, the scene before him was indeed terrifying. The usually tidy Sect Gate was now covered in blood, and lying on the ground were the familiar duty disciples.
The outer sect steward sat down hard on the ground, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He had already thought of something even more terrifying. There were so many corpses at the gate, yet no one came out to take care of them. Did that mean...
He didn't dare to continue thinking. Forcing himself to resist the urge to faint, he shakily got up, staggered, and covered his mouth and nose as he walked towards the interior of the sect.
Half an hour later, the steward, his face full of horror, returned to the gate and quickly ran to the riverbank to vomit.
"Impossible, impossible, this must all be fake..."
The outer sect steward searched the entire sect and couldn't find a single living person. Even the mountaintop mansion where Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen lived had been reduced to ashes. The entire sect was full of ruins and the corpses of clansmen.
After a moment of blankness, the outer sect steward hurriedly ran towards Blue Dragon City, wanting to tell his other outer sect colleagues about this.
In less than half a day, the news that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been exterminated spread throughout Blue Dragon City. At first, some people didn't believe it at all. Even if the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was the weakest of the Upper Three Sects, it was still one of the Upper Three Sects. Who could have exterminated the huge Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan without anyone knowing?
But after these people ran to the river and looked at the dilapidated Sect Gate from a distance, they had no choice but to believe it. The bloody smell that drifted in the wind alone could knock them over.
And this news quickly spread from Blue Dragon City, gradually spreading to the entire Heaven Dou Empire and even the still chaotic Star Luo Empire.
All the major forces were dumbfounded. What was going on recently? First, the Star Luo Royal Family encountered the largest Beast Tide in history, leading to a change of ownership in the empire. Now, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects, had become history. For a time, all the forces were on tenterhooks, fearing that the next sect to disappear from Douluo Continent would be their own.
At Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang, who had gradually recovered some spirit under Liu Erlong's careful comfort, was being pushed by her for a walk in the garden when a hurried figure suddenly appeared before them.
"Xiao Gang, Erlong, something happened!"
The two exchanged a glance, seeing the doubt in each other's eyes, not understanding what Flander was up to.
"Flander, what's wrong?"
"What happened that you're in such a hurry? Did Mu Bai have an accident?"
Flander shook his head, his eyes full of pity as he said:
"It has nothing to do with others, it's the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan..."
Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong were immediately shocked, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in their hearts. They eagerly asked:
"What happened to my father?"
"Alas, it's not just your uncle, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was massacred overnight."
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