Chapter 66 Gu Yuena, the Dragon God Descends.
As soon as he finished speaking, he clutched his chest, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His Blue Lightning Martial Soul, under the permeation of the Dragon God's pressure, was stirring uncontrollably, frantically assaulting his meridians as if trying to break free, bringing waves of tearing pain.
Second Elder Yu Minghao's body tensed, veins bulging on his forehead. He forcibly circulated his soul power to suppress the restless Martial Soul within him, but only felt his meridians becoming increasingly chaotic from the turbulent lightning soul power. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
"I can clearly feel the dragon bloodline within my Martial Soul trembling, as if it has encountered a supreme being, daring not to make the slightest move. Even the circulation of soul power is severely sluggish!"
"If Gu Yuena truly activates the Dragon God's power, we probably won't even be able to unleash the combat power of a Title Douluo, and will only be at their mercy!"
He had cultivated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul his entire life, believing his control over his Martial Soul to be at its peak, but he had never imagined that one day his Martial Soul would be suppressed to the point of near paralysis by an invisible pressure.
Outside the council hall, panicked shouts echoed everywhere. Inside the family training grounds, low-ranking disciples collapsed to the ground, their martial souls uncontrollably manifesting phantoms, only to tremble and dissipate as soon as their dragon heads appeared. Many disciples were vomiting blood and convulsing from the backlash of their martial souls.
Several middle-aged soul masters attempted to summon their martial souls to resist, but the phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon shattered as soon as it formed, the backlash of soul power instantly rendering them powerless, leaving them curled up on the ground groaning in pain.
"My martial soul is suppressed! I can't summon it at all, my meridians hurt so much!"
"The Dragon God's pressure is too terrifying, our dragon bloodline can't withstand it at all, it feels like we're about to be completely devoured!"
Yu Yuanzhen's expression grew increasingly grave upon hearing the commotion outside, fear spreading across his eyes.
He knew that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's position among the top three sects was primarily due to its millennia-old dragon bloodline and powerful martial soul. However, before the Dragon God, this once-proud heritage had become a fatal weakness.
The Dragon God's power to suppress the dragon clan's branches was innate, an insurmountable chasm.
Even he, a peak Title Douluo, could only helplessly allow his martial soul to be suppressed when Gu Yuena unleashed the Dragon God's power, utterly powerless to resist.
"Immediately issue the order: all clansmen must immediately withdraw their soul power and are forbidden from forcibly summoning their martial souls, lest they be severely injured by the Dragon God's oppressive power!"
Yu Yuanzhen's voice carried an undeniable authority, yet it trembled beneath the surface.
"Activate the mountain-protecting formation at full power! Even if it exhausts all the crystals, we must block the infiltration of the oppressive force and prioritize treating the disciples suffering from the backlash!"
As soon as he finished speaking, fine cracks appeared on the beams and pillars of the council hall. The Dragon God's oppressive force surged in like a tidal wave, making even him feel a suffocating tightness in his chest, as if it were about to explode.
The agitation of his martial soul grew stronger, and the awe and fear emanating from his bloodline sent chills down his spine.
The Third Elder, Yu Qingfeng, was deathly pale. Staring at the lingering dragon shadow in the sky, his voice was hoarse.
"Clan leader, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has hunted lightning-attribute sub-dragon soul beasts multiple times to seize their soul rings."
"Now that Gu Yuena has become the ruler of all soul beasts and possesses the power of a Dragon God, if she holds a grudge, she will likely be the first to annihilate our clan!"
"The foundation of the three upper sects is utterly insignificant before a God King. We don't even have the right to resist!"
His words struck a nerve with everyone. The elders in the hall lowered their heads, their eyes filled with despair.
The once-powerful Three Upper Sects are now facing imminent annihilation due to the suppression of their martial soul's bloodline.
Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes, his mind flashing back to his family's millennia-long heritage, and then to the terrifying power of the Dragon God, his heart filled with helplessness. He slowly opened his eyes, the panic in them gradually replaced by determination, his voice low and deep.
"Immediately send someone to the Star Dou Great Forest to deliver a letter of submission, stating that the family will never hunt any more soul beasts, and is willing to submit to the Lord of Soul Beasts, only begging Lady Gu Yuena to spare the entire family out of consideration for our shared dragon bloodline!"
He knew that only by actively submitting and abandoning the status of the Three Upper Sects could the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family's heritage be preserved; otherwise, once the Dragon God was angered, the family would only face utter destruction.
At this moment, the purple lightning barrier of the mountain-protecting formation finally gave way and shattered, the Dragon God's pressure sweeping across the entire encampment without hindrance.
The clansmen prostrated themselves on the ground, their martial spirits completely dormant, barely daring to breathe. The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was shrouded in the shadow of the Dragon God's oppressive aura, filled with unprecedented fear and awe.
Their once-proud dragon bloodline had now become their most fatal shackle, forcing them to humbly beg for survival before the God-King.
The golden dome of the Papal Palace trembled violently, glazed tiles cascading down, cracks spreading across the statues enshrined within. The dark soul power that had lingered within receded like a tide under the Dragon God's pressure, even the air itself felt suffocatingly oppressive.
Bibi Dong sat on the Papal Throne, her crimson eyes fixed on the lingering pale purple dragon shadow in the sky, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Blood dripped from her scepter, yet she remained oblivious, her eyes churning with utter disbelief and terror.
"God King...she actually became a God King! And she can even fuse with the Golden Dragon King's body to become the Dragon God!"
Bibi Dong's voice was hoarse and broken, filled with hysterical tremors.
"Ancient texts of the God Realm record that the Dragon God is the supreme being of the God Realm, controlling all beasts and elemental power. Back then, the great war of the God Realm stirred up all the heavens, and now she has reappeared on the Douluo Continent, and is also the ruler of all soul beasts!"
She had pursued the inheritance of the Rakshasa God all her life, only to control the continent, but facing the power of a God King, even if she became a god, she would be like an ant trying to shake a tree. Her previous fear of Tianxing Academy had now turned into despair.
Your Highness, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had already collapsed to the ground, their soul power suppressed by the Dragon God's might, unable to circulate. The phantom of their martial souls stirred within their bodies but dared not surface, their muscles twitching uncontrollably, and even breathing had become difficult.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was deathly pale, his voice trembling with sobs: "The Dragon God's pressure is terrifying! I can't even muster my soul power; my meridians feel like they're about to be crushed!"
The shadows around Ghost Douluo dissipated, his soul becoming ethereal, his eyes filled with horror.
"This is far beyond what a first-level god can compare to. Even gods don't possess such overwhelming pressure. We don't even have the right to resist!"
Inside the Hall of Worship, Qian Daoliu's aged body trembled violently. Staring at the information on the celestial screen, the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand trembled slightly, its golden light dimming, unable to withstand the Dragon God's pressure.
He had dedicated his life to protecting the Angel God's legacy, hoping Qian Renxue would become a god and continue the glory, but now that the Dragon God had appeared, all his hopes were shattered.
"Even if the Angel God were fully awakened, he would only be at the peak of a first-level god. How could he possibly defeat a Dragon God of the God King level?"
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