Chapter 75:Godhood, Thunder Dragon King?! Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, Nine Dragon Mountain.
This is the territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the three upper sects.
Perpetually shrouded in thunderclouds, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring, the nine peaks resemble nine giant dragons coiled, exuding a majestic aura.
Space slightly distorted, and a figure clad in a white-gold imperial robe silently appeared atop True Dragon Mountain.
Yu Jingcheng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over this familiar mountain range.
Decades are but a fleeting moment for gods.
But for the mortal realm, it is a world transformed.
Every blade of grass and every tree, once familiar in his memory, now appears both familiar and strange.
He did not disturb the patrolling disciples on the outer perimeter. As a plane master and two God Kings, if Yu Jingcheng did not wish, not even a Limit Douluo, let alone a God King, could detect his presence on Douluo Star.
Yu Jingcheng's gaze pierced through layers of restrictions, landing deep within the True Dragon Palace, in the most densely packed cultivation chamber.
There, a violent and domineering power of lightning, carrying a hint of ancient and boundless aura, was surging.
"Level ninety-eight, a True Dragon body modified by the Dragon God's essence blood... Brother, it seems you've grasped the opportunity presented by the Heavenly Survey quite well."
A gentle smile appeared on Yu Jingcheng's lips. He took a step forward, and space folded beneath his feet. In the next instant, he was already inside the chamber.
In the center of the chamber, a burly old man sat cross-legged.
He was shirtless, his muscles bulging like granite, his skin covered with a layer of fine blue-purple dragon scales. Arcs of electricity crackled and popped around him.
As if sensing something, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.
They were vertical dragon pupils, majestic and domineering, seemingly containing the force of a thousand thunderbolts.
"Who?!"
A roar erupted, accompanied by a terrifying dragon's might.
However, this pressure, enough to crush a Title Douluo, vanished like a gentle breeze the moment it touched Yu Jingcheng's face, only three feet away.
The old man was stunned.
He stared at the man before him, clad in a platinum imperial robe, with an incomparably handsome face, bearing a resemblance to himself but even more imposing and unfathomable. The wariness in his eyes gradually turned into shock, and finally into unbelievable ecstasy.
"Jing... Jingcheng?!"
Yu Yuanzhen suddenly stood up, his excitement causing the lightning around him to spill out uncontrollably.
"Brother, it's been a long time."
Yu Jingcheng smiled and nodded, his tone less indifferent as a God-King and more warm with familial affection.
"It really is you! You brat... after all these decades, you've finally decided to come back!"
Yu Yuanzhen strode forward, patting Yu Jingcheng's shoulder hard, his eyes welling up with tears.
"You established the Bright Empire over there and even became a god?
Good! Good! My Yu family has finally produced a true dragon!"
Yu Jingcheng let his elder brother pat him, feeling the blood ties that were thicker than water, and said softly,
"Not only me, your sister-in-law Jinlan has also become a God-King, and those two little brats Haoyang and Haoran have each inherited a divine position."
"Four gods in one family?!"
Yu Yuanzhen gasped, even though he was now a level 98 Super Douluo, he was still shocked by this news.
Then, he laughed loudly, the sound echoing throughout the secret chamber:
"Hahaha! Good! Good!
It seems that your insistence on leaving was the right thing to do. If I had insisted on keeping you in the sect, I would have trapped this hidden dragon!"
After laughing, Yu Yuanzhen seemed to have thought of something, his expression turning slightly melancholy:
"It's a pity that I, your elder brother, am dull-witted. Even with the drop of Dragon God's essence blood rewarded by the Heavenly Canopy, which allowed me to evolve my Martial Soul into a True Dragon, I'm currently stuck at level ninety-eight. In this lifetime, I'm afraid I can only cultivate to level ninety-nine, the Limit Douluo, at most.
To advance further is as difficult as ascending to heaven."
Level ninety-nine, the Peerless Douluo, is a hurdle, and becoming a god is an insurmountable chasm for mortals.
"Dull-witted?"
Yu Jingcheng shook his head, a golden light flashing in his eyes, instantly discerning Yu Yuanzhen's current physical condition.
The domineering power of the Dragon God's essence blood was beyond imagination. Although Yu Yuanzhen had absorbed it, he hadn't fully refined it; most of its energy remained hidden deep within his bone marrow.
Moreover, after evolving, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul already possessed the qualifications to control ultimate lightning.
"Brother, you underestimate the value of the Dragon God's blood essence, and you underestimate your brother's current abilities."
Yu Jingcheng took a half step back, slowly raising his right hand. In his palm, a dazzling ball of lightning began to condense.
This ball of lightning was not ordinary blue or purple, but rather a remarkably noble purplish-gold. The power of law contained within it made Yu Yuanzhen, a level 98 Title Douluo, tremble in his very soul.
"This...this is..." Yu Yuanzhen's eyes widened.
"Since I have taken control of this plane, the rules of this Douluo Star are mine to decide."
Yu Jingcheng's voice became grand and majestic, as if he held the mandate of heaven:
"Brother, level 98 is not your end, not even level 99."
"What I want you to be is not a true dragon of the mortal realm, but a Thunder God who wields punishment and destruction!" As soon as he finished speaking, the purplish-gold lightning in Yu Jingcheng's hand shot into the sky, instantly piercing through the roof of the secret chamber and soaring straight into the heavens!
Rumble—!!!
The thunderclouds above Mount Jiulong instantly surged.
The previously chaotic lightning, now seemingly summoned by some supreme power, frantically converged towards the sky above Mount Zhenlong.
Guided by Yu Jingcheng's divine power, the void cracked open, and the phantom of an ancient and majestic divine throne slowly emerged.
It was not the originally vacant second-level divine position of the Thunder God in the God Realm. Rather, it was a first-level divine position—[Raging Thunder Dragon King]—that Yu Jingcheng, using his authority as the ruler of a plane, had forcibly stripped from the laws of the universe and reforged from the broken Thunder God's position found on Douluo Star, combined with the Dragon God's bloodline within Yu Yuanzhen!
"Brother, concentrate your mind and calm your spirit, activate the Dragon God's essence within you!"
Yu Jingcheng shouted in a low voice.
Yu Yuanzhen dared not delay. Although his heart was filled with turmoil, he had absolute trust in his younger brother. He immediately sat cross-legged, frantically circulating his soul power, activating the bloodline power deep within his marrow.
Roar—!
A resounding dragon roar erupted from Yu Yuanzhen's body, and a colossal, blue-purple phantom of a true dragon burst forth, soaring into the sky and echoing the phantom of the divine throne in the air.
"Today, I will help you ascend to heaven in one step and reshape your divine body!"
Yu Jingcheng pressed down with one hand, pouring in boundless divine power.
"Divine throne, descend!"
Since they were family, they should be united.
His elder brother, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, would become a god who wields the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth!
Rumble—!
A pillar of purple-gold lightning, like divine punishment, yet containing the vitality of creation, completely engulfed the entire summit of True Dragon Mountain.
(End of Chapter)