The Jingyang Mountain Range features rolling mountains and towering ancient trees. It is one of the most vast habitats for soul beasts in the eastern part of the Sun Moon Continent, and a sense of ancient and majestic dragon might permeates the depths of the mountains, keeping ordinary soul beasts from approaching the core zone.
Today, this tranquility was shattered.
A purple-gold stream of light tore through the sky, appearing silently above the main peak of the Jingyang Mountain Range. The light faded, revealing the tall and straight figure of Yu Yuanchen.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly overlooking the mist-shrouded valley below, where a behemoth that had brought a thousand-year nightmare to the humans of the Sun Moon Continent lay sleeping.
He made no effort to conceal his aura. In an instant, a terrifying dragon might—vast as a sea of stars, noble as an emperor, and sharp as a heavenly tribulation—descended like substance, shrouding the entire core zone of the Jingyang Mountain Range!
The thousands of soul beasts in the mountains, regardless of their cultivation level, all prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling. The fear originating from the depths of their bloodlines prevented these naturally fierce creatures from even baring their fangs at Yu Yuanchen.
"ROAR--!!!"
From the deepest part of the mountains, within the massive dragon nest formed by hollowing out the peak, a roar of shock and fury suddenly erupted! The roar carried an unbelievable sense of terror and a trace of... imperceptible panic!
Rumble!
The earth shook, and mountain rocks tumbled! A massive silver shadow broke through the rock layers above the nest and soared into the sky!
Under the sunlight, it was a behemoth over two hundred meters long! Its entire body was covered in oval-shaped silver dragon scales the size of a palm, refracting a cold and noble luster under the sun.
The massive dragon head was ferocious and majestic, and a pair of huge silver dragon eyes were filled with vigilance and horror. Its wide dragon wings spread out, blotting out the sky and emitting a suffocating pressure.
This was the overlord that had occupied this place for thousands of years—a Silver Dragon with over three hundred thousand years of cultivation!
However, at this moment, this powerful king of the dragon race appeared exceptionally uneasy. Its huge silver pupils were locked onto the tiny human figure in the sky, and its dragon eyes were filled with unbelievable trepidation!
Strong! Too strong!
The level and purity of the dragon might emanating from the opponent were actually faintly superior to its own, a true Silver Dragon! That purple-gold lightning aura, carrying the destructive will of a heavenly punishment, made its very soul tremble!
Even more terrifying was the unfathomable power, deep as an abyss, hidden beneath the opponent's seemingly calm aura! This was an existence it could absolutely not contend with!
"Human! Who are you?!" The Silver Dragon issued a mental roar, its voice carrying a hint of bluster. It felt an unprecedented threat of death from this human! The opponent's killing intent was undisguised!
Almost the moment it saw Yu Yuanchen, the Silver Dragon made its decision—run! Run without hesitation! Its massive dragon wings flapped violently, and silver light exploded around its body as it prepared to tear through space and flee to the only place it believed could offer shelter—the Evil Spirit Forest!
"Trying to leave?" A faint arc appeared at the corner of Yu Yuanchen's mouth, as if he had long anticipated its reaction. He slowly raised his right hand and pressed it forward into the void.
"Heavenly Tribulation Sacred Dragon Domain, activate!"
Hum--!
With Yu Yuanchen as the center, a purple-gold lightning prison covering a radius of several dozen miles instantly expanded! Within the domain, the world lost its color, leaving only endless lightning raging!
Countless purple-gold Chains of Order wove through the void, forming a inescapable net! Furthermore, an arcane spatial fluctuation spread out, completely sealing and solidifying the space in this area!
Although he was confident he could suppress the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord, there was no need to clash with the Evil Emperor if it could be avoided.
As long as he slaughtered this Silver Dragon first to create a fait accompli, given the Evil Emperor's personality in the original story, he wouldn't trouble three Titled Douluo over a dead Silver Dragon; however, just in case, he had to consider the worst-case scenario.
The silver light of space erupting around the Silver Dragon collided with an invisible barrier, flickered violently, and then suddenly extinguished! Its full-powered spatial teleportation had failed!
"Spatial locking?! How is this possible?!" The Silver Dragon let out a terrified roar, its dragon eyes filled with despair. Its greatest trump card for survival had been broken by the opponent so casually!
"Your mastery of space is too crude." Yu Yuanchen's voice was calm and waveless, like a verdict. Although he had not delved deeply into the Space Law contained within the Hell Gate he had been comprehending over the years, it was more than enough to seal the area around this Silver Dragon, which was not specialized in space.
As it turned out, this fellow was not born a Silver Dragon; in its humble beginnings, it was merely an Ice-Wind Sub-Dragon with dual attributes. Although its bloodline was not bad, its future potential was at most that of an ordinary True Dragon.
But later, it accidentally obtained a great opportunity to acquire a portion of Silver Dragon bloodline power, and after over a hundred thousand years of bitter cultivation, its bloodline sublimated and it truly evolved into a Silver Dragon. Yet, it was ultimately congenitally deficient and could not be considered a pure Silver Dragon; in terms of quality, it could only sit at the same table as an ordinary Light, Dark, or Thunder Sacred Dragon.
Only two of its seven elements, ice and wind, had reached the level of quasi-ultimate attributes, while the other five attributes relied on the high affinity of the Silver Dragon bloodline, but its mastery was very average.
Even so, with over three hundred thousand years of cultivation, it was enough to easily defeat a level 97 Super Douluo, but when facing Yu Yuanchen, its strength was insignificant, and its clumsy spatial mastery could not break through the sealed space to escape.
With its retreat cut off, a flash of madness appeared in the Silver Dragon's eyes. It knew that today was a fight to the death!
"ROAR! Human, you bully dragons too much! This King will fight you to the death!" The Silver Dragon roared, its massive body erupting with brilliant silver light as extreme cold air and violent gales instantly condensed! It opened its mouth and spat out a destructive dragon breath mixed with ice crystals and wind blades; wherever it passed, space was frozen and torn apart!
This was the fusion attack of ice and wind attributes it had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, powerful enough to severely injure or even kill an ordinary Super Douluo!
Facing this terrifying dragon breath capable of freezing mountains and rivers and tearing the earth, Yu Yuanchen only glanced at it indifferently. He didn't even use his Martial Soul True Body, simply bringing his fingers together like a sword and tapping forward lightly.
"Break."
A purple-gold lightning bolt, condensed to the extreme and seemingly composed of the most fundamental Thunder Law, shot out from his fingertip. The bolt was thin, yet it contained an aura of destruction, arriving first despite being launched later, and accurately struck the massive ice-wind dragon breath!
Sss--!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no ripples of energy collision. The seemingly terrifying dragon breath, the moment it touched the purple-gold lightning, melted like snow under the sun, silently disintegrating and turning into the purest Heaven and Earth Origin Qi, dissipating into nothingness!
"What?!" The Silver Dragon's huge dragon eyes almost popped out of their sockets! Its full-powered strike had been neutralized by the opponent so easily?! The gap was so large it felt despair!
"Ice-Sealing Dragon Domain!" The Silver Dragon, unwilling to give up, roared as it released its domain. Endless ice power permeated the area, attempting to freeze Yu Yuanchen along with his lightning prison domain!
However, the moment its ice domain expanded and touched the purple-gold Heavenly Tribulation Sacred Dragon Domain, it was as if it had met its nemesis. The extreme Yang and extreme hard lightning power, containing the will of heavenly punishment, caused the ice domain to rapidly collapse and melt upon contact, unable to penetrate the lightning prison in the slightest!
"Wind Erosion of the World!" The Silver Dragon changed tactics again, controlling the gales of heaven and earth to form countless wind blades that slashed toward Yu Yuanchen from all directions!
Yu Yuanchen did not move, a faint purple-gold halo naturally appearing around his body. Those wind blades, capable of cutting through metal and stone and tearing through the defenses of a Soul Sage, could not even stir a ripple against the halo before shattering and dissipating one after another!
Absolute crushing of strength!
All of the Silver Dragon's attacks appeared so pale and weak before Yu Yuanchen, like a child's play.
Its three hundred thousand plus years of cultivation were simply not enough to look at in front of a Titled Douluo who was in perfect condition, possessed a deep foundation, and held a godhead fragment!
"Too weak." Yu Yuanchen shook his head slightly, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
He pressed his hands together into a claw and slashed through the air.
"Dragon Emperor Claw."
A giant purple-gold dragon claw, over tens of meters long and constructed from a massive amount of Thunder Power, suddenly appeared, instantly tearing off one of the Silver Dragon's wings!
Sshhh—!
Silver light erupted! A massive silver dragon wing was severed at the root, falling from the sky along with a sky full of dragon blood!
"Awoo—!" The Silver Dragon let out a miserable, piercing wail. Having lost a wing, it could no longer maintain flight; its massive body plummeted toward the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Yu Yuanchen flashed, appearing above the falling Silver Dragon's head. The giant dragon claw "gently" swiped down, carrying an extremely terrifying momentum.
The Silver Dragon felt an irresistible, massive force penetrate its entire body; every inch of its bones and every meridian was emitting wails of unbearable strain!
It desperately circulated its Soul Power, mobilizing elements of ice, wind, and even earth and fire in an attempt to resist, but in the face of Yu Yuanchen's absolute power, all struggles appeared so pale and ridiculous!
"It's over."
Yu Yuanchen held back no longer. The purple-gold divine light in his eyes surged violently. On his right fist, a complex mark—the Destruction Thunder Seal—condensed, appearing as if it were composed of countless Thunder Runes!
"Suppress!"
The thunder seal left his hand and grew in the wind, transforming into the size of a small mountain. Carrying the supreme Divine Might to suppress the heavens and judge all things, it slammed fiercely onto the Silver Dragon's skull!
BOOM—!!!!
An indescribable, terrifying energy erupted inside the Silver Dragon's skull! Its silver dragon eyes instantly lost all luster, filled with terror and unwillingness. The hard skull shattered inch by inch like porcelain, and its vast Life Aura rapidly receded like a tide.
Rumble—!!!
The earth shook and the mountains swayed! Dust billowed into the sky!
The Silver Dragon, which had dominated the Jingyang Mountain Range for tens of thousands of years and brought endless suffering to the human race of the Sun Moon Continent, had fallen!
A red Soul Ring, radiating astonishing energy fluctuations, slowly rose from the Silver Dragon's corpse.
On the Soul Ring, there were three clear golden patterns, indicating its three-hundred-thousand-year Fierce Beast cultivation. However, at the edges of the patterns, a trace of silver luster flowed faintly, appearing somewhat strange, as if related to its Silver Dragon bloodline.
Yu Yuanchen drifted down and stood beside the Silver Dragon's massive head. He pressed his fingers together like a blade, easily breaking through the hard skull to extract a Head Soul Bone that shimmered with silver light and radiated vast Spiritual Power, as well as a silver Dragon Pill the size of a dragon's eye, containing pure dragon essence and Life Origin.
"A three-hundred-thousand-year Silver Dragon Soul Bone and a Dragon Pill—a rare harvest indeed." Yu Yuanchen nodded slightly. This Soul Bone was of extremely high quality, especially suitable for Soul Masters with spiritual attributes or Dragon Martial Souls. And this Dragon Pill, with its pure energy, was a supreme treasure for tempering the body and increasing cultivation.
He looked at the three-hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring in the air, not intending to let it dissipate, though his own Soul Ring Configuration had already reached its limit.
"Gathering is also dispersing; return to the origin." Yu Yuanchen formed seals with his hands, drawing upon the power of the partially restored Thunder God Position Fragment within his body to drive his Spirit Domain to return to the origin.
An arcane fluctuation of Law enveloped the three-hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring. Under his control, the Soul Ring began to tremble violently, then, as if stripped away by an invisible hand, it transformed into the purest source energy, flowing into Yu Yuanchen's own Soul Rings like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
His original Soul Ring Configuration had been five black, three red, and one orange-gold. After absorbing a portion of the source from this three-hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, his configuration changed to: red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, orange-gold!
Yu Yuanchen had long since mastered this method, but ordinary ten-thousand-year Soul Rings provided him with negligible improvement, and hunting high-cultivation Soul Beasts was not easy. Furthermore, with Yu Yuanchen's current strength, the age of his Soul Rings held little significance; there was no need to slaughter high-age Soul Beasts for a trivial increase. However, since this Silver Dragon Soul Ring could not be absorbed by anyone else, it was perfect for recycling.
After finishing this, Yu Yuanchen swept his gaze toward the trembling, massive auras deep within the mountain range—these were the other hundred-thousand-year Beast Kings of the Jingyang Mountain Range.
He did not kill them, merely releasing a trace of cold killing intent as a warning, and sent a spiritual thought: "Restrain your subordinates and behave yourselves, and you may live. Otherwise, the Silver Dragon shall be your fate."
Those Beast Kings had long since been frightened out of their wits. Feeling Yu Yuanchen's pressure, which was even more terrifying than the Silver Dragon's, they hurriedly sent back spiritual fluctuations of submission.
Yu Yuanchen ignored them further, waving his hand to store the Silver Dragon's massive corpse into a large Storage Soul Tool he had obtained from the Purple Blazing Tribe, his figure turning into a streak of light as he returned to the Purple Blazing Dragon City.
At the very moment the Silver Dragon was killed by Yu Yuanchen and its life force was completely extinguished.
In the center of the Sun Moon Continent, within the deepest part of the Evil Spirit Forest—a vast forest shrouded in a bizarre spiritual field and filled with gray-white mist year-round.
A pair of incomparably huge, bizarre vertical pupils, over a hundred meters in diameter, suddenly opened in the endless darkness! Within the vertical pupils, there was chaos, evil, and a trace of fury at being disturbed!
"Hmm? The aura of that Silver Dragon trash... has disappeared?" A low, evil, and magnetic spiritual thought echoed in the abyss. "Dead? Hmph! Useless thing! Two thousand years ago, it was hunted by a few ants and only survived because I personally intervened. It hadn't even paid the 'reward' it promised me, and yet it died just like that!"
This sleeping existence was none other than the true master of the Evil Spirit Forest, a super Fierce Beast with a cultivation level approaching eight hundred thousand years—the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord!
Its massive Spiritual Power instantly surged out like a tide, crossing endless space to sweep toward the Jingyang Mountain Range. It wanted to see which blind fool dared to kill its "reserved" servant.
However, when its spiritual tentacles extended beyond the range of the Evil Spirit Forest, they suddenly stalled!
It sensed three powerful auras! One was in the direction of the Jingyang Mountain Range, carrying the brilliant Divine Might and pure Dragon Might that had not yet fully subsided after killing the Silver Dragon; the other two were located in the directions of the Scorching Volcano Cluster and the Dark Radiance Forest—one holy and bright, the other tyrannical and fierce!
Each of these three auras was incomparably powerful! Especially the one in the Jingyang Mountain Range; its energy level was not a whit inferior to its own at its peak! Moreover, all three auras contained something it found extremely disgusting yet vaguely craved—Divinity! They were inheritors of the Path to Godhood!
"Titled Douluo? Three of them? And they have Divinity?!" The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord's spiritual fluctuations fluctuated violently, filled with shock, jealousy, and a trace of wariness. "When did such figures appear on this Sun Moon Continent? From overseas?"
It attempted to condense its Spiritual Power further, wanting to investigate more carefully as it swept over those three auras.
The next moment, the three powerful thoughts responded!
From the direction of the Jingyang Mountain Range, a sharp Divine Might containing the destructive will of the Heavenly Tribulation, as if capable of judging souls, pierced straight toward it like a drawn sword!
From the directions of the Scorching Volcano Cluster and the Dark Radiance Forest, a holy, brilliant light of purification and a tyrannical, boundless battle intent that suppressed the eight wildernesses rose simultaneously!
The three powerful thoughts were like three towering mountains, carrying a clear warning!
The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord's spiritual tentacles slowly retracted. In its huge vertical pupils, anger and greed were intertwined, but more than that, there was the calmness of weighing the pros and cons. There was an old saying: "Those who know the times are the wise."
If it were one-on-one, it was confident it would not fear any of them. But facing three at once, especially the one who killed the Silver Dragon, whose aura was not the least bit weaker than its own, and the other two were also extremely troublesome... if a real fight broke out, it would surely die, and it might not even be able to drag them down with it, causing its hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation to go to waste.
More importantly, the opponents were inheritors of the Path to Godhood, and behind them might stand true gods! And it, although it thought highly of itself, was ultimately a Soul Beast; the Path to Godhood was incomparably difficult.
To provoke three Titled Douluo who were also inheritors of the Path to Godhood, all in peak condition, for a dead Silver Dragon that hadn't even paid its "reward"? This deal was not worth it, no matter how one looked at it.
"Hmph! Detestable humans!" The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord let out a cold, unwilling mental snort. Its massive vertical pupils slowly closed, and the terrifying aura surrounding its body gradually receded.
It chose to hibernate. The lives of soul beasts were long; it had plenty of time to wait. The most important thing right now remained recovering from the hidden injury left behind by its past battle with Di Tian, and searching for the opportunity to become a god. As for the death of the Silver Dragon... it could only be considered a failed investment; it had to accept the loss.
The Evil Spirit Forest returned to its former deathly silence, as if nothing had ever happened.
Purple Blazing Dragon City.
The figure of Yu Yuanchen appeared silently within the side hall. Ye Zhilan, Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen, and the others, who had been waiting there for some time, immediately stepped forward to greet him.
"Brother Yuanchen."
"Brother Yu!"
"Old Yu, how did it go?"
Yu Yuanchen smiled slightly and gave a nod, then cast his gaze toward the direction of the Evil Spirit Forest, his tone calm: "The Silver Dragon has been executed. Furthermore, I have also 'exchanged greetings' with that one over there."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen exchanged a smile. Naturally, they had also sensed the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord's probing mental scan and its subsequent retreat.
"It seems it knows how to read the situation," Tang Chen grinned.
"That is for the best; it spares us an unnecessary conflict," Qian Daoliu nodded slightly.
At this moment, Xu Yu, Zhao Hui, and Kong Ze also hurried over, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation. When they saw the corpse of the Silver Dragon at Yu Yuanchen's feet—which, even though its size had been reduced, still radiated a faint Dragon Might—the three men trembled violently. Their eyes instantly welled up with wild joy and indescribable emotion, even glistening with tears!
"It... it really is dead! This wicked beast... has finally been executed!" Zhao Hui's voice trembled, his tiger-like eyes brimming with tears.
"A thousand-year blood feud... avenged today! Heaven has eyes!" Xu Yu wept, bowing deeply to Yu Yuanchen.
"The Human Race of the Sun Moon Continent... has finally seen hope!" Kong Ze was also overcome with excitement.
Yu Yuanchen raised his hand to help them up. "Please rise, the three leaders. The Silver Dragon is dead. What comes next is to consolidate our strength, clear out the remaining remnants, and truly usher in an era that belongs to the Human Race."
He swept his gaze over the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Pass down the order: the news of the Silver Dragon's execution may be appropriately publicized to boost morale.
At the same time, the integration of the Three Great Tribes and the recruitment of other tribes must be accelerated. Once the overall situation is settled, it will be time for us to settle the score once and for all with the remaining soul beast forces on this continent!"
"Yes! We obey your command, Your Excellency!" Xu Yu and the other two responded in unison, their voices filled with unprecedented drive and hope.
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