"That voice is…?" How could Yue Guan possibly not recognize that voice? It belonged to a powerhouse even he could not defeat at his peak.
A massive blue dragon wrapped in lightning flew out from behind Tian Lin. Instead of attacking Yue Guan first, it swept away the Soul Sage fighting Liu Erlong with a swing of its tail.
"This is… the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon! And that dragon transformation, it's almost his entire body. In this world, only one person can transform to this extent," Tian Lin said.
"Yu Yuanzhen!" Yue Guan called out the newcomer's name—the clan master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen.
Yu Yuanzhen undid his dragon transformation, reverting to the appearance of an ordinary middle-aged man.
"Uncle!" Liu Erlong shouted in surprise. How could her uncle be here? After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan only had one Titled Douluo—him.
Normally, unless something major happened, Yu Yuanzhen would never leave the clan lightly. The last time he left was for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's Titled Douluo ceremony and to propose to Poison Douluo for his grandson.
Even though he cared deeply about Yu Tianheng's finals, no matter how badly he wanted to see his grandson's performance, for the sake of the clan, he held back and didn't show up.
Not far away, Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly—this was, of course, his doing. He had sent Yin Yang to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan to temporarily guard the clan in Yu Yuanzhen's place, giving Yu Yuanzhen free time to come out.
This was the luxury of having many Titled Douluo; the original Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan in the main story could never afford this.
Ning Fengzhi's letter said to gather here today, but he didn't expect that as soon as Yu Yuanzhen arrived, he would see the shameless Titled Douluo and Soul Douluo from Spirit Hall bullying a group of children who hadn't even graduated yet.
Yu Yuanzhen, always intolerant of evil and known for his fiery temperament, could not possibly stand by. Without hesitation, he made his move.
Yue Guan understood now—no wonder he had sensed a huge threat from Tian Lin earlier. Yu Yuanzhen had been right behind him. Even as talented as Tian Lin was, he shouldn't have been able to threaten a Titled Douluo.
Chrysanthemum Douluo had misattributed the source of danger with his perfect explanation.
Seeing Yu Yuanzhen's arrival, Tian Lin silently withdrew his left hand, which he had prepared to release the Holy Spirit Pearl with. With Thunder Douluo here, could Chrysanthemum Douluo still make any waves?
The other Spirit Hall Titled Douluo, who had been fighting above, saw Yu Yuanzhen arrive and realized the situation was lost. They immediately ceased fighting and withdrew.
Chen Xin and Dugu Bo also joined Ning Fengzhi at Yu Yuanzhen's side.
Eight top powerhouses faced off, and Yue Guan's face darkened. "Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, are your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan determined to go against us to the end?"
"The three upper sects have always stood together, Yue Guan—don't tell me you didn't know that?" Ning Fengzhi's voice was gentle but firm.
This time, he was using Spirit Hall's attack to truly make that statement a reality.
Though it had always been said that way, in reality, the three upper sects often fought alone and even competed with each other. Luckily, it was healthy competition, and there was no deep hatred.
Ning Fengzhi once said, when he was young, strife was everywhere on the continent. Though he and Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo walked among dangers daily, he never felt fear.
But in the past decade or so, conflicts had suddenly diminished. This should have been a good thing, but the ever-cautious Ning Fengzhi felt it was more like the calm before a storm—the more peaceful now, the greater the coming upheaval.
Therefore, the three upper sects must truly unite. The Clear Sky Clan was in seclusion, so he would use Tang Hao and Tang San to draw them out. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan kept to themselves, so today he'd forcefully drag them into the water.
"Hmph, we admit defeat today. Old Ghost, Mad Lion, Sea Turtle, let's go!" Yue Guan shot a beam of light into the sky to signal retreat to the other Spirit Hall members.
All the black-clad men saw the signal and immediately withdrew. Soon, the valley was calm again.
The soul masters, exhausted, left the task of clearing the path by breaking huge stones to the Royal Knights.
"Xiao Tian, are you all right?" At this moment, Xue Qinghe approached them. Since she still held the title of crown prince, Ning Fengzhi did not allow her to appear until the crisis was over, always keeping the Royal Knights close to protect her.
"Brother Xue, I'm fine. Uncle Ning and the others are here, and even His Excellency Thunder Douluo came to help. Who could hurt me?" Tian Lin smiled.
"That's good. Don't be so reckless in the future. I know you're worried about your teacher, and valuing friendship is a good thing, but if you let it bind you, it becomes a bad thing. Titled Douluo is not something you can stand against," Xue Qinghe sighed in relief.
It wasn't just Tian Lin who wanted to act just now—she almost couldn't hold back. After all, those were Titled Douluo. No matter how strong her Xiao Tian was, she didn't think he could match a Titled Douluo yet. If they fought, he'd surely die.
At that time, she might have lost control and let her Seraphim Martial Soul unfurl its six wings, giving Chrysanthemum Douluo a taste of her Angel Holy Sword. Chrysanthemum Douluo belonged to that woman anyway—she didn't care.
"Hmph!" At this moment, Ning Rongrong, who had wanted to run into Tian Lin's arms and act spoiled, suddenly grew jealous and sulked. She didn't quite understand herself—both were boys, but why did her Sword Brother and the crown prince look even more compatible together than when he was with her?
"Sword Brother is the worst! Rongrong just went through something so dangerous, and he didn't even come to comfort me. I'm ignoring you!" Ning Rongrong pouted, grumbling nonstop.
"Perfect, Xiao Tian, since Rongrong doesn't want to talk to you, come to my carriage instead. You've just spent a lot of soul power, and my Heavenly Snow Power can help you recover," Xue Qinghe immediately took advantage, pretending not to notice Ning Rongrong's subtext and gave Tian Lin no chance to refuse, dragging him away.
Tian Lin found he couldn't break free. While part of it was because he was exhausted, more was due to Xue Qinghe herself. With the aid of Heavenly Snow Power, Tian Lin felt Xue Qinghe was probably already at the seven-ring Soul Sage level from the original story's debut. With her Six-Winged Seraphim, her true combat power was about on par with a Titled Douluo.
Seeing her Sword Brother leave with Xue Qinghe, Ning Rongrong's little face scrunched up in grievance. Tian Lin felt wronged—not that he wanted to go, but he couldn't break free!
Looks like he'd have to properly comfort this little princess later.