Seeing Chen Yi dare to strike first, Yu Tianfeng's eyes were vicious. Though he couldn't compare to Yu Tianxin or Yu Tianheng, he was still a top genius in the sect—how could he tolerate being looked down on by a brat?
"Ignorant little beast, today this young master will show you what the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is!"
Dazzling blue light bloomed at Yu Tianfeng's forehead, countless blue electric snakes swimming around him. Soon, a lightning rune appeared on his forehead, and his body swelled a size.
At the same time, two yellow soul rings spun rapidly on him, emanating a heart-palpitating pressure.
Seeing Chen Yi still not releasing his martial soul, Yu Tianfeng's killing intent surged. Today, he'd use Chen Yi's blood to declare to the world: the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon cannot be insulted!
Fingers tensed into claws, his right hand swung fiercely, accompanied by ear-piercing crackles, slapping toward Chen Yi.
Chen Yi's eyes were cold. He stepped with seven stars, quickly arriving before Yu Tianfeng—it was the "Flowing Light Chasing Shadow" the Great Elder created. Without extra moves, Chen Yi didn't dodge, grabbing the incoming electric claw.
Seeing this, Yu Tianfeng's heart rejoiced. This fool dared grab his hand, ignoring the electricity—truly seeking death.
"Crack!"
"Ah—"
Before he could celebrate, a piercing pain came from his wrist. His eyes widened in shock, meeting Chen Yi's icy gaze, while the crisp sound of wrist bones shattering exploded in his ears.
Seizing the chance, Chen Yi punched out like a heavy hammer, smashing into Yu Tianfeng's chest, sending him flying ten meters and crashing to the ground.
"Pfft!"
Yu Tianfeng spat a mouthful of blood, looking at Chen Yi in horror. His strength was so terrifying, far above his own.
Seeing Chen Yi speeding over without hesitation, Yu Tianfeng ignored his chest pain. His two soul rings shone brightly, left hand forming a claw to clash with Chen Yi.
"First soul skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"
"Second soul skill, Thunder Ten Thousand Jun!"
Seeing Yu Tianfeng's full force, Chen Yi's mouth curled in disdain. Mere weak electricity from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon daring to bare teeth at his ultimate thunder—truly laughable. A mere Soul Grandmaster daring to compare physique to his, comparable to a Soul Ancestor.
"A firefly daring to compete with the bright moon—get lost!"
Chen Yi snorted coldly, flipping his palms, soul power surging in them—it was the self-created soul skill "Stacked Waves Palm" the Great Elder made based on Chen Yi's description.
The palm force stacked higher and higher. The first soul power wave just touched Yu Tianfeng's thunder claw, shattering most of the lightning arcs; the second wave followed, numbing his left arm, slowing his soul power flow.
Before he could react, the third wave erupted like a tsunami, with unmatched might, slamming into his chest!
"Pfft—"
Yu Tianfeng spat blood in mid-air. Looking at the murderous Chen Yi, he had no pride left, turning to Yu Yuanao and crying urgently:
"Grandpa, Father, save me!"
Seeing their grandson (son) losing to Chen Yi and beaten so miserably, the dazed Yu Yuanao father and son finally reacted, exploding with soul power to attack Chen Yi.
"Little beast, you dare?"
"Kid, you dare hurt my son—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect won't let you go!"
Powerful soul power fluctuations surged toward Chen Yi, but how could the Great Elder beside allow them to kill? A glint flashed in the Great Elder's eyes, vast mental power enveloping heaven and earth, instantly freezing Yu Yuanao father and son in place.
Yu Yuanao father and son felt their bodies stiffen, surging soul power suddenly lagging, like invisible chains binding them. The soul light meant for Chen Yi slowly dissipated before them.
"Ti... Title Douluo?!"
Yu Yuanao had constantly overestimated the Great Elder's strength, thinking at most he was at Yu Luomian's level, able to resist fully.
But in this moment, under the Great Elder's terrifying pressure, he realized he was wrong—horribly wrong. The other wasn't a Soul Douluo at all, but a Title Douluo standing at the continent's peak like sect master Yu Yuanzhen! And a rare mental-type Title Douluo!
"As expected..."
Feeling the Great Elder's aura, the Ye side wasn't too surprised. Back that day, Ye Cien had speculated he was likely a Title Douluo. Showing this strength was within expectations.
While Yu Yuanao regretted, Chen Yi had reached Yu Tianfeng. Under the latter's terrified gaze, Chen Yi's mouth showed a cruel smile. His left hand grabbed the head, right hand following to seize the left shoulder.
"Die!"
Chen Yi roared. In the horrified eyes of everyone present, his hands exerted force.
"Crack—"
"Tear..."
Accompanied by the sound of ripping cloth, Yu Tianfeng's body flew apart toward Chen Yi's sides.
Then Chen Yi slowly turned to Yu Yuanao father and son, expressionless: "You said I dare?"
Silence!
Dead silence!
Including the Ye family, no one expected Chen Yi to really kill Yu Tianfeng. This was a direct-line genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, an absolute core disciple, and he died like this—in such a way!
"Little beast, how dare you?!"
Staring at his two-part grandson, Yu Yuanao's son was stunned, then his eyes blazed toward Chen Yi, but remembering the Great Elder beside, he instantly changed: "How dare you?!"
"How dare I?" Hearing this, Chen Yi sneered coldly, looking at Yu Yuanao father and son chillingly: "This is just the beginning."
"You..."
Hearing Chen Yi's cold voice, Yu Yuanao's heart raged, but he quickly reacted—beginning?
He turned sharply, meeting the Great Elder's indifferent eyes. Instantly, a chill rushed to his crown.
"Your... Your Excellency, could you show mercy? We father and son are willing to swear by our martial souls, absolutely no thoughts of revenge."
"Yes, yes," Yu Yuanao's son quickly added: "We guarantee no revenge, the sect won't know of today, we can even represent the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect to ally with your force!"
At this point, Yu Tianfeng's death was insignificant. Saving their lives was priority. Just one son—he had over a dozen concubines at home, no shortage of heirs.
The Great Elder ignored their pleas, instead saying to Chen Yi: "Allying with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, hehe, indeed tempting! Kid, what do you think?"
Seeing Yu Yuanao father and son's hopeful eyes, Chen Yi's mouth curled in disdain, slowly spitting one word:
"Kill!"