Yu Yuanzhen looked to his side in panicked surprise, only to see Chrysanthemum and Ghost had already sandwiched him between them on the left and right. Just as he was about to immediately withdraw, Chrysanthemum Douluo beside him revealed a strange smile.
"What, still want to leave?"
"Polar Stillness Domain."
The voices of Chrysanthemum and Ghost gradually overlapped in Yu Yuanzhen's ears, causing him to feel a sense of impending doom.
"Spirit Fusion Skill?"
"That's right, but you know it too late."
In an instant, two streams of energy from Chrysanthemum and Ghost collided violently!
White light transformed into thousands of chains, entangling every inch of space; black mist condensed into a liquid dark river, devouring all sound.
An invisible ripple erupted from the center of the domain, and everything seemed to stand still. Even the dust and fallen leaves stirred up by the battle were frozen in mid-air. The eighteen Spirit Rings on the two rapidly dispersed to every corner of the semi-circular shield, stabilizing this space.
Yu Yuanzhen was surprised to find that he was unable to communicate with his Spirit Rings using Soul Power to activate Spirit Skills, and his movements had become incredibly slow, as if he were carrying a hundred-meter-high mountain on his back, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Damn it, it's actually a domain-type Spirit Fusion Skill, this is troublesome."
As the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen was still quite knowledgeable. Although it was the first time he had seen the fusion skill of Chrysanthemum and Ghost, he instantly saw the trick.
But seeing it was one thing, wanting to break it and withdraw was another. At least the current Yu Yuanzhen could not break free from the Spirit Fusion Skill performed by two Super Douluos, and could only stare at them with mixed feelings.
"Haha, Old Dragon, your death is at hand."
"Ling Yuan, Magic Bear, you can do it, this guy can't break free."
The two outside the domain instantly understood and revealed triumphant smiles.
"Then, Sect Master Yu, let's say goodbye forever."
Ling Yuan glanced at Yu Yuanzhen charmingly, and in his horrified eyes, she touched her red lips with her index finger. After putting down her index finger, flames gradually formed clouds around her and gradually grew stronger.
"Ninth Spirit Skill · Fire Cloud Peerless."
The Demon Bear Douluo was not idle either, and also released his only long-range attack method, Eighth Spirit Skill · Magic Bear Meteor Fall.
The two attacked at the same time, countless boulders fell from the sky, mixed with endless flames, heading straight for Yu Yuanzhen, who was unable to move in the domain.
"Spirit Hall, you will not have a good end!!!"
Seeing the attack falling, Chrysanthemum and Ghost immediately put away their domain and fled the area, leaving only Yu Yuanzhen howling angrily in it. To be on the safe side, Chrysanthemum and Ghost each added a knife.
"Sixth Spirit Skill · Golden Stamen Overflowing Rosy Clouds."
"Sixth Spirit Skill · Evil Spirits and Monsters."
Countless ghost shadows carrying golden flower petals rushed straight to the intersection of boulders and flames, producing a strong secondary explosion.
"Now the Old Dragon should be unable to recover, and our mission is completed."
Chrysanthemum Douluo glanced at the three people beside him, and the others acquiesced, turning their eyes to Ning Bei on the giant tree in the distance.
After nodding slightly, a frost-formed ice butterfly appeared in Ning Bei's hand, fluttering its small wings and flying down the mountain. This was the signal he had agreed with Spiky Porcupine.
At the mountain gate, Spiky Porcupine was leading dozens of teams composed of Soul Sages and Soul Douluos, looking forward to Ning Bei's news. Because Ning Bei used special means to isolate the movement on the top of the mountain, they had no idea what the battle situation was like there.
Fortunately, after everyone's fervent pleas, the ice butterfly finally arrived before them and stopped. Spiky Porcupine also smiled slightly and waved to the team behind him.
"Action, leave no one alive."
"Yes."
"Whoosh," "Whoosh," "Whoosh."
With Spiky Porcupine's order, all the Soul Masters who had come with him scattered and headed towards their assigned areas. Next was the hunting.
At the summit, after the last trace of flame had burned out, the four Titled Douluos slowly arrived at the center of the impact zone. There, a charred figure was lying on his back. Without a close look, it would have been impossible to tell that this miserable figure belonged to Yu Yuanzhen, the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"Oh? Your old dragon is really tenacious. You're not dead yet?"
Although he still had a breath left, it was no different from being dead. Yu Yuanzhen no longer had the strength to resist.
"Le-le... Let go of the Sect..."
Yu Yuanzhen couldn't even speak a complete sentence now, which made the others sigh a little. However, the mission they had received did not allow them to have any pity.
"Don't worry, your clansmen will soon go down to accompany you."
In the end, Ghost, who was decisive, directly ended the life of this powerhouse who was famous throughout the continent.
"Young Master Ning?"
With the matter settled, the others turned their attention to Ning Bei in the distance.
"They've already started acting. You guys join in too. I'll leave first. I shouldn't need to be here to oversee things."
"Yes, Young Master Ning."
Upon receiving the order, the four immediately disappeared from the spot and joined the massacre. Finally, the silent Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan at night was filled with light and sound.
But the light came from the burning Sect buildings, and the sounds were the screams of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan disciples.
A Soul Sage with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit blocked the attack of a black-clad man in front of him and angrily asked.
"Who exactly are you? How dare you attack the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
At this time, his eyes were filled with fear. So many people had actually infiltrated the Sect's heartland without anyone noticing. The screams of familiar people not far away made him even more anxious.
But his question was not answered. All he received was a more violent attack. Before long, this Soul Sage died with hatred under the siege of another black-clad masked man.
Similar scenes were constantly happening in every corner of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and those Sect disciples with weaker strength were not the primary targets of these black-clad people.
At this time, they were weeping and constantly calling out to the elders in the clan, hoping to see them appear to comfort their frightened and injured hearts.
But all that answered them were constant screams and the firelight from countless explosions. When they scurried away in fear, they discovered the bodies of the clan elders, which made them even more distraught.
Yu Luomian, who had heard the screams of the Sect disciples and rushed over, was instantly enraged when he saw this scene, his eyes bloodshot.
"Damn it, no matter who you are, you will pay the price."
An angry dragon roar came, and eight Spirit Rings with the best configuration appeared around him. After scanning his surroundings, he charged towards the two black-clad Soul Sages who were slaughtering the Sect disciples.
"Despicable villains, die!"
The two Soul Sages had obviously noticed the enraged Yu Luomian, but they were not flustered at all. They didn't even bother to pay attention to him, simply indifferently raising their butcher knives towards the next target.
Seeing this, Yu Luomian became even more infuriated, and the strength in his hands couldn't help but increase a bit more.
"Fifth Spirit Skill·Thunderclap Fourfold."
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