C121 Dragon Annihilation!

Lee Yu was on edge.

Unexpectedly, after Yu Yuan's departure, his niece's efforts to condense her Lunar Spirit had attracted a multitude of covetous alien souls and ghosts.

Initially, both he and his niece were pleasantly surprised.

The alien souls and ghosts that emerged from nowhere were exceedingly weak.

These ghostly entities were perfect for his niece to refine with the Shadow Curse, aiding the Lunar Spirit's transformation into form.

He, too, could utilize the Soul Orb to absorb these alien souls and ghosts, providing the artifact with a wealth of Soul Power.

At first, they were both delighted and satisfied, each seizing the alien souls and ghosts to bolster their own strength.

However, as more and increasingly powerful alien souls and ghosts appeared, surpassing their ability to cope, they were struck with fear.

The emergence of a purple soul spirit resembling a flood dragon marked a turning point, as if all the alien souls and ghosts suddenly had a leader.

The instant the flood dragon-shaped soul spirit appeared, thunder roared and the ground shook.

The Soul Orb in his grasp, when struck by the lightning from the flood dragon soul spirit, nearly shattered.

The purple flood dragon-shaped soul spirit circled him and his niece, biding its time, all the while evading the lightning strikes.

Lee Yu sensed that this lightning was one of the world's restrictive forces.

The moment the Dragon Soul emerged, the world's secret restrictions naturally came into play, seeking out its presence.

Without the restraint of these powers, the purple flood dragon soul spirit would have free rein, and he and his niece would not last long.

In this precarious moment, the arrival of Yu Yuan was like a beacon of light piercing the dark night.

How could Lee Yu contain his excitement?

Even Lee Yuchan, who was deep in her Lunar Spirit cultivation and overseeing the spiritual sense network, felt a sudden calm when she detected Yu Yuan's presence.

It seemed that with Yu Yuan's arrival, their dire predicament might just be resolved.

Unbeknownst to them, the young master from the Yu family of Asvetaesi had become their rock, their cornerstone of reliance.

With a thunderous roar, the flood dragon soul spirit unleashed a furious bellow as Yu Yuan appeared—a sound that resonated not with the ears, but with the soul.

Upon landing, Yu Yuan's mind thundered, and leveraging the refined wit of his heaven soul, he miraculously deciphered the many implications of the dragon's roar.

The flood dragon, with its dragon roar and remnant soul, coerced the innumerable vibrant soul spirits to assault Yu Yuan. Yet, at that moment, Yu Yuan had not tapped into the sword spirit's power branded within his arm. He hadn't lifted his arm to unleash the ancient sword's will.

With keen interest, he observed the flood dragon's soul, its scales gleaming and a curved horn atop its head, as it shook its head and swished its tail. He smiled and remarked, "The Nagas are part of the evilkind as well. Though you're merely a flood dragon, not a pureblood, you should possess the strength of the seventh level before your demise, comparable to the human's Spirit Walk."

"A seventh-level flood dragon, once slain, had its bones shattered and its soul confined within the forbidden area."

"As the world underwent massive shifts, the forbidden circle weakened, allowing your escape. But do you truly believe you can break free from this realm and ascend once more into the extraterrestrial?"

While he spoke, scores of soul spirits advanced menacingly toward Yu Yuan. Some bore three heads and six arms, resembling unknown demons; others had green faces with sharp fangs, akin to malevolent spirits birthed in sinister lands; and some were unmistakably Fellbeasts, their ethereal forms still exuding an impression of formidable toughness.

The relaxation of the forbidden circle's constraints allowed these previously sealed, weaker soul spirits to seize their chance to flee.

At the behest of the seventh-level flood dragon soul, these simple-minded creatures submitted to servitude, driven by the flood dragon's will.

However...

The moment Yu Yuan's smile shone brilliantly, channeling the heaven soul through his arm to the sword light, and the sword spirit's will coursed through him like a raging river, all the alien souls and ghosts intent on rending him asunder disintegrated in an instant.

The aura emanating from Yu Yuan was that of the very sword that had vanquished and subdued them for millennia!

In their final moments, a surge of fear and despair overwhelmed them. All the ghosts, once under the thrall of the seventh-level flood dragon soul, nearly scattered their spirits in terror. They swarmed in the opposite direction, desperately fleeing from Yu Yuan's presence.

It wasn't just them.

The soul spirits besieging Lee Yu, intent on breaking through the misty light screens, scattered in terror when Yu Yuan unleashed the aura of his sword spirit.

"A bunch of clowns."

Yu Yuan murmured, his eyes narrowing into a smile as he watched the soul spirit shaped like a flood dragon. "Quite bold of you to challenge me here."

With a mere thought, specks of sword light within his arm wove into an intricate array.

The world responded with the sound of thunder.

"Boom!"

The lightning that had relentlessly pursued the purple flood dragon now seemed to possess spiritual wisdom, as if it had gained sentience. Accompanied by the thunder, the interwoven strands of lightning abruptly split apart.

They transformed into dozens of serpentine beams of light, striking the purple flood dragon from various angles and positions.

The flood dragon, once a seventh-level being, suddenly found itself surrounded by lightning snakes with no place to hide in the heavens or on earth.

As the first light snake made contact, its scale armor, almost tangible, emitted a plume of purple smoke.

Then, seizing the moment, more light snakes swarmed in.

In the blink of an eye, the once formidable flood dragon was engulfed by the light snakes, torn to shreds, and reduced to a wisp of purple luminescence.

Lee Yu and Lee Yuchan's eyes gleamed with excitement as they each cast their spells and wielded their instruments.

The residual soul of the seventh-level flood dragon, now shredded by the lightning snakes, along with the fragmented light, was captured by the Soul Orb and the spiritual sense web. The two seized the chance to collect and converge the remnants.

"Brother Yu!"

A shout of sheer exhilaration suddenly rang out.

Zhao Yafu arrived in a rush.

Cloaked in dragon's breath, she seemed to manifest a ghostly dragon-shaped phantom that soared from her crown.

A portion of the remnant souls and thoughts of the flood dragons, consumed by Lee Yu and Lee Yuchan, unexpectedly divided and flowed towards Zhao Yafu.

Though the Soul Power within these remnants and thoughts was scant, they bore the lifetime memories of the seventh-level flood dragon, including fragmented knowledge of dragon lineage, and the use of dragon blood and dragon's breath.

These were, in truth, the more covert inheritances.

Sensing the unique dragon's breath emanating from Zhao Yafu, the dying seventh-level flood dragon naturally bequeathed the most refined portion of its Dragon Soul Inheritance to her.

"Zhao Yafu!"

In the web of spiritual sense, the Empire's notoriously bloodthirsty female general's eyes turned icy. Her newly formed Lunar Spirit bristled with lethal intent.

"Stop." Lee Yu commanded.

"Do you think you can act recklessly? Your freshly condensed Lunar Spirit will be obliterated in the next second. Believe it or not?" Yu Yuan stepped forward, positioning himself between Zhao Yafu and Lee Yuchan, his left hand curling into a hook-like grasp.

Lee Yuchan's Lunar Spirit was suddenly gripped by fear, and her physical form exclaimed, "Zhao family's little girl, you've seen something forbidden!"

The Shadow Curse was a taboo and malevolent spell, explicitly outlawed across Euwrea.

Lee Yuchan's practice of this spell had to remain a secret. Exposure would jeopardize not just her, but also her sister—the Empress herself—making them targets for the entire continent.

Zhao Yafu had inadvertently stumbled upon her practicing the Shadow Curse. Given her past behavior, she would typically eliminate the witness without hesitation.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Yafu looked puzzled, still immersed in the phantom of the dragon, receiving the Dragon Soul inheritance from the seventh-level flood dragon. She was unaware of the altercation between Lee Yuchan and Yu Yuan.

"Close your eyes, sit down, and don't open them!" Yu Yuan ordered.

"Okay." Zhao Yafu complied, sitting down obediently and closing her eyes to concentrate on the message infiltrating her soul.

The flood dragon's seventh-level inheritance was vast, containing much that was irrelevant to her cultivation, yet there were insights that could enlighten her, smoothing her future path in cultivation.

This was particularly crucial given the irreparable rift between the Zhao family and Dragon Lake, ensuring they could never unite.

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