Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Luo Sanpao, a Counterattack Against the Dragon God

Chapter 16: Ranking Ninth, the Holy Dragon of Light? How come it's still Yu Jingcheng!
"What we possess will not just be two Douluo protecting us, but one..."

A true 'dragon' with an ultimate martial spirit, capable of fighting against an entire nation!

Their sect's strength is several times greater!
Even the Spirit Hall would probably have to treat us with deference!

These words expressed the sentiments of all the elders who knew the inside story.

They once thought that the Seven Treasure Glazed Lizard was a decent mutated martial soul.

But they didn't accept it.

Moreover, she looked down on Yu Jingcheng, the useless member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan whom Ning Yuyan adored.

Decades have passed, and now one is a level 99 Limit Douluo, and the other's martial soul has evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Dragon, with a soul power of level 96!
But only today do they truly understand what an immeasurable future they had pushed forward with their own hands!

Just as the elders were immersed in endless regret, Ning Yuyan's clear and cold voice broke the silence.

Ning Yuyan frowned and read it again:
"Those who surrender will have their soul power abolished, and may live."

"Those who resist will be killed without mercy."

Upon hearing this, the members of the Spirit Hall stirred into a commotion.

"Fight her!"
His Holiness the Pope will avenge us!

A Contra-level team leader, his eyes red, let out a roar in an attempt to boost morale.

However, he was only met with a cold look from Ning Yuyan.

She didn't even use her soul skills again, she just waved her sleeve lightly.

An invisible, powerful soul force instantly condensed into an unseen giant hand, which grabbed the Soul Douluo in mid-air, much to his horror.

"Click——"

After a sickening cracking sound, the Soul Douluo was flung away like a lump of mud and fell completely silent.

This move completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the Spirit Hall members.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

"Don't kill me! I'm willing to have my soul power stripped away!"

Clang... Clang...

The sounds of weapons hitting the ground rang out one after another.

The remaining twenty-odd men in black knelt down one after another, burying their heads deeply, no longer daring to have the slightest thought of resistance.

Ning Yuyan didn't even glance at them; to her, these people no longer posed any threat.

She slowly turned around, no longer paying attention to the bloody battlefield, and turned her gaze to the highest point of the sect, the council hall that belonged to Ning Fengzhi.

A complex and unfathomable emotion flashed in her eyes.

Now that I'm back, there are some things that need to be settled.

Those members of the Spirit Hall kneeling on the ground felt as if they had been granted a pardon, yet also as if they had lost their parents.

The hope of survival and the despair of becoming crippled intertwined, causing them to completely lose the will to resist.

The elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School finally recovered from their immense shock.

The elder Ming, who was at the head of the group, suppressed his pain and excitement and gave orders to his disciples:
"Listen to Miss Yu Yan!"
Capture them all, cripple their soul power, and imprison them in the dungeon. Not a single one can escape!

"Yes!"

The disciples who survived the ordeal displayed astonishing morale. They rushed forward and began to confiscate the soul tools of the surrendered, and under the personal supervision of several elder deacons, they abolished their soul power.

For a moment, screams and pleas for mercy filled the air, but they could no longer attract Ning Yuyan's attention.

Ning Yuyan ignored the commotion behind her and strode towards the council hall at the highest point of the sect, which symbolized the core of power.

Her steps were slow, yet she carried an invisible pressure.

The bloody night at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School ended in a way that defied everyone's expectations, thanks to Ning Yuyan's thunderous methods. Those members of the Spirit Hall who surrendered had their soul power stripped by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School elders amidst complex emotions; what awaited them was lifelong imprisonment.

The entire sect was silently cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the corpses of their fellow disciples.

Amidst the sorrowful atmosphere, there was also a sense of relief at surviving a calamity, and an indescribable awe for the woman in the white dress.

Ning Yuyan did not participate in any of the aftermath.

She simply stood quietly atop the tallest tower, her gaze piercing through the clouds, looking towards a distant, unknown direction.

As if waiting for something.

at this time--

Boom! ! !

A deafening roar, seemingly from the heavens above, resounded throughout the entire Douluo Continent without warning!
Whether it was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in mourning, or everyone far away in Spirit City, Star Luo City, and Heaven Dou City, they all raised their heads at the same time.

Above the boundless sky, golden light gathered once more!
That familiar golden divine list, radiating timeless majesty, has descended upon the world once again!
[Douluo Divine Revelation: Ninth Rank of Martial Souls Across All Realms]

[Martial Soul: Holy Dragon of Light]

"Again...again!"

"this?"

In every corner of the mainland, countless people held their breath.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Yuyan's pupils contracted slightly, and a ripple finally appeared on her usually calm and still heart.

Above the golden sky, a magnificent and vast ancient script slowly emerged, its power even more imposing than when the "Light Dragon King" was last reviewed!

Holy Dragon of Light?

What kind of martial spirit is this?
Never heard of that before!
Shrek Academy.

Pale-faced and just recovering, Yu Xiaogang felt a sudden bad premonition when he saw this name.

The entire Soul Master community across the continent was plunged into immense confusion. However, when the next line of text appeared, that confusion instantly transformed into utter shock!
[Martial Soul Owner: Yu Jingcheng]

In an instant, the whole world seemed to be muted.

Inside the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong suddenly stood up from the Pope's throne, her face filled with disbelief:

"Jade Jingcheng?!
Isn't his martial soul the Light Dragon King?
What's with this Holy Dragon of Light?!

In the Star Luo Empire's imperial palace, the Star Luo Emperor stared intently at the sky, his brow furrowed.
"A person possessing two top-tier martial souls?"
Or... is there something wrong with the sky?

And at the top of the tower of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Yuyan's body trembled violently, and for the first time, her eyes, which had always been detached from worldly affairs and indifferent to everything, revealed undisguised astonishment and confusion.

"Jingcheng...?"

Ning Yuyan murmured softly, her voice trembling slightly without her even realizing it.

"The Holy Dragon of Light... what... what exactly is going on?"

Didn't the previous review of the Heavenly Curtain reveal that Yu Jingcheng's martial soul is the Light Dragon King?
How come another Holy Dragon of Light has appeared?
Just as the entire continent was in an uproar and bewildered, golden light shimmered in the sky, and new writing provided the answer.

[Note: The Holy Dragon of Light is not a god-level martial soul, but it stands at the pinnacle of all martial souls below the god level.]

Its light is the ultimate light, dispelling all illusions and judging all evil!

This martial spirit was not innate, but evolved.

Yu Jingcheng, the possessor of the Martial Soul, lacks innate talent; this is fate, and cannot be changed by human effort.

Therefore, his first awakened martial soul was a mutated, useless martial soul—Luo Sanpao.

[Note: The order is random and does not matter.]

(End of this chapter)