"Freeze!"
With a thunderous roar, Li Si unleashed his soul power, and a torrent of freezing cold surged toward Qin Ming once more.
Qin Ming: "..."
He had just been released, and now he was about to be frozen again?
Are you kidding me?!
In the blink of an eye, Qin Ming was encased in ice once more.
Seeing this, Li Si shook his head. It was his first time using a "self-created" soul skill, so he was a bit unpracticed.
The soul power consumption was several times greater than the close-range techniques he'd used before, yet the effect was no different.
"Being a stationary artillery battery isn't easy at all!"
"Need to practice more," Li Si muttered.
Yu Tianheng and the others felt their scalps go numb. Although the soul skill hadn't landed on them, judging from the icy chill emanating from Qin Ming, they'd probably freeze to death if they were hit!
"Teacher Qin..."
Someone called out softly, though Qin Ming couldn't hear it.
With a casual wave of Li Si's hand, Qin Ming was released from the ice once again.
"???"
Qin Ming's face was frozen stiff and pale. The earthy-yellow flames produced by his spirit possession had long been extinguished during the first ice encasement.
Before Qin Ming could say anything, a massive arrow formed from condensed ice elements flew toward him.
This arrow was unusually large—dozens, if not a hundred times the size of a regular one.
"Boom…"
Qin Ming had no time to dodge and took the arrow head-on.
Under the bewildered gazes of everyone, Qin Ming was frozen solid once again.
"???"
Whose arrows are designed specifically to freeze people?!
"This magical crystal arrow needs adjustment—the condensed ice elements are overdone," Li Si muttered.
Hearing this, the Emperor Team gave up all hope of resisting. It was clear Li Si didn't even consider them worth his attention.
To charge at him now would be nothing short of suicide.
"Teacher Qin, you're really suffering!"
It was apparent that Li Si was merely testing soul skills. Wait—testing soul skills? His soul rings hadn't lit up, nor was there any fluctuation of soul bones!
These were all "self-created soul skills"?
"Boss, your uncle's self-created skills are insane!" Yu Feng shivered as he spoke to Yu Tianheng.
So far, Li Si had frozen Qin Ming three times, all without activating soul rings or using soul bone techniques.
These three "self-created soul skills" were already on par with the total number of soul skills Yu Feng, a Soul Elder, possessed.
"I don't know," Yu Tianheng replied, shaking his head. He was numb to it all by now.
Logically, the Golden Holy Dragon shouldn't have ice elemental attributes. Its attributes were supposed to be light and power. This ice affinity left him completely baffled.
Once again, Li Si waved his hand, releasing the frozen Qin Ming.
Qin Ming: "This is humiliation beyond words!"
Before Qin Ming could voice his indignation, an ice spear descended from the sky and landed right next to him.
In an instant, Qin Ming was frozen again.
Li Si frowned. These so-called self-created soul skills had form but lacked substance.
They only froze people—no amplifications or debuffs, nothing beyond basic functionality.
Essentially, they were glorified "normal attacks," lacking any true enhancements or effects.
This left Li Si somewhat disappointed.
The only positive was the increased variety in attack methods, which was at least satisfying.
"After testing ice, I should try fire."
Li Si could still control ice without taking lives, merely freezing his targets.
Fire, on the other hand, wasn't something he could wield with such restraint.
Glancing at the dumbfounded Emperor Team, Li Si ultimately shook his head. They weren't evil people—just a bit reckless. A slight punishment to teach them a lesson would suffice.
With that in mind, Li Si raised his left hand slightly, and an orb of condensed ice appeared in his palm. He casually tossed it into the midst of Shi Mo and the others…
"Xiao Wu, let's go."
Casting one last glance at the frozen group, Li Si turned to Xiao Wu.
Although Xiao Wu was just as shocked and speechless, she didn't ask any questions. Smiling, she nodded and followed Li Si as they prepared to leave.
"Uncle, come home with me! You need your sixth soul ring, and Grandpa and Second Grandpa will do everything they can to help you find a suitable soul beast," Yu Tianheng pleaded.
"With the family's support, you won't have to…"
At this point, Yu Tianheng stopped, afraid of hurting Li Si's pride.
How could someone so destitute—whose entire outfit wasn't worth even a single gold soul coin—keep wandering outside like this?
Yu Tianheng ignored his frozen teacher and teammates. He knew where his loyalties lay. Besides, judging by Li Si's demeanor, he hadn't used lethal force. At most, they'd be frozen for a while and suffer a bit.
Hearing this, Li Si's face darkened. He'd already told Yu Tianheng multiple times—he wasn't his uncle!
Stop randomly claiming relatives!
The more he explained, the more Yu Tianheng thought he was just covering it up.
And if he didn't explain, it would seem like an admission!
"Family, family! You're always harping on about family! With the family's help, you've become nothing more than a hot-house flower—fragile and weak!"
"The summit of soul mastery is something people like you will never see!"
"The glory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan is beyond your grasp."
"The moment that old man falls, your so-called glory, your so-called 'Number One Beast Spirit,' will no longer hold its place."
Li Si's voice dripped with disdain.
Wasn't it true?
After Yu Yuanzhen's fall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's reign as the Number One Beast Spirit on the Douluo Continent lost all its luster.
The strongest remaining members—Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong—weren't even pure Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons. Their bloodlines were infused with the Light Holy Dragon's power.
The Golden Dragon's bloodline, in its pure form, was something no ordinary human body could bear. Over time, it faded, devolved, and eventually disappeared entirely.
That was why Mu En's spirit was the Light Holy Dragon, not the Golden Holy Dragon.
"And for the last time—I am not your uncle!"
After this outburst, Li Si grabbed Xiao Wu's hand and strode off without looking back.
Yu Tianheng stood there, mouth agape. Li Si's storm-like tirade left him speechless.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan seemed glorious on the surface, but it was hollow within.
"If you're not my uncle, why say so much to me?"
"That old man… was he referring to my grandfather?"
Yu Tianheng muttered to himself.
"A hot-house flower… fragile and weak?"
"Yeah. Against those who've clawed their way to strength through life-and-death struggles, what am I if not a failure?"
Yu Feng blinked, sensing a subtle change in his boss. Yet, he couldn't pinpoint exactly what had changed.
"Starting today, I'll become a strong person like Uncle…"
(Chapter Ends)
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