Douluo: My Clone Is Groudon

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After a surge in strength, Gu La wanted to vent his energy somewhere. In the end, he simply dammed up a stream, caught a few fish, and roasted them over a fire.

Meanwhile, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect held yet another family meeting.

Outside the window, torrential rain poured down, and lightning illuminated the pitch-black sky.

Yu Yuanzhen's anger burned like wildfire. He wanted to smash everything in front of him but couldn't release his frustration.

"They want us to hand over the Dragon Transformation Secret Method?How dare the Spirit Hall humiliate us so brazenly!"

Being asked for their ancestral secrets was akin to being slapped in the face for the proud and domineering Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing heavy. He wished he could immediately lead his men to attack the Spirit Hall and vent his rage.

But he couldn't. First, they weren't strong enough, and second, even if they were bullied right to their faces, their lack of power meant they had no choice but to endure.

"Speak up! You're all so capable on normal days, so why aren't you saying anything now!?"

Yu Yuanzhen glared coldly at the gathered elders, his innate ferocity threatening to explode beyond the decorum expected of a sect leader.

The elders quietly exchanged telepathic messages. Finally, the eldest elder stepped forward. "Master, our only option now is to contact the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Hao Tian Sect."

"As part of the upper three sects, though unity may be a hollow promise, the Spirit Hall's demand for our secret technique today may very well extend to the other two sects tomorrow. We should unite to face this threat."

At the core of it all was their lack of strength. Otherwise, with the pride of dragon martial souls, they would never have stooped to seeking help from others.

With a plan in place, Yu Yuanzhen's emotions calmed slightly. After regaining some composure, he said, "Since it was the eldest elder who devised this brilliant plan, you will personally go to the Hao Tian Sect, while the second elder goes to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Make sure to persuade them to join forces against the Spirit Hall."

The first and second elders reluctantly agreed. Since they weren't the sect leader, they had no choice but to obey orders.

However, none of them realized that the Spirit Hall, having set their sights on their secret techniques, wouldn't give them the chance to contact allies. The advance notice they sent was nothing more than a ploy to lure them into gathering their forces for an easy strike.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was built in a valley perpetually shrouded in thunderstorms, known as Thunder Valley. On either side of the valley lay veins of magnetic ore that could channel and store lightning, amplifying the sect disciples' strength. The valley had only one entrance, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Jin E (Golden Crocodile) has come to pay a visit!" 

A thunderous shout reverberated through the mountain gate amidst the pouring rain.

Jin E Douluo shattered the last stone step, while Qing Luan, Xiong Shi, Demon Bear, and Gui Bao—four Title Douluos—unleashed their overwhelming auras without restraint.

Within the valley, the sect's disciples collapsed unconscious under the pressure. Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the square's tiles, and even the hardy thunderstones couldn't withstand the unleashed soul power of Super Douluos.

"Jin E! So you really dare to show up here! Do you think I'm truly afraid of you!?"

Thunder tore through the rain, and nine streaks of blue-purple lightning descended from the sky. Yu Yuanzhen appeared with his eight elders, landing atop serpentine lightning bolts. His upper body was fully dragonized, his scales gleaming with metallic coldness under the electric glow.

Amidst the Thunder Valley, the environmental amplification boosted Yu Yuanzhen's strength by one or two levels of soul power.

Though outwardly defiant, Yu Yuanzhen's heart sank as he glanced around.

What did he see?

One ninety-eight-level Title Douluo, two ninety-seven-level, and two ninety-five-level.

When had the Spirit Hall grown so powerful!? How had he not heard a single whisper of this?

Of the five, he only recognized Jin E Douluo, a famous figure from his era who had been defeated by Qian Daoliu and joined the Spirit Hall.

As for the other four, their soul power signatures were completely unfamiliar—he had never even heard of them. But how could such individuals, reaching level ninety-seven, remain entirely unknown to the outside world?

Yu Yuanzhen felt an ominous premonition. The Spirit Hall's ambitions were vast, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect might not survive this time.

"Hmph!"

Jin E Douluo let out a cold snort, unleashing a violent burst of soul power. The eight Soul Douluo elders trembled violently, nearly collapsing to their knees.

This display alone left the eight elders pale with fear, their fighting spirit utterly crushed.

"I need your Dragon Transformation Secret Technique to break through to level ninety-nine. My brothers behind me share the same idea. Yu Yuanzhen, I'm speaking politely now—don't make me lose my patience."

The Spirit Hall wasn't ready to start a war yet, so Jin E Douluo's purpose this time was merely to crush the morale of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, kill a few people, and avoid excessive slaughter.

Otherwise, given his temper, not a single living soul would remain in the sect if he truly went all out.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, he seethed with hatred for Oak, the person who had analyzed the Dragon Transformation Secret Technique. If not for him, no one would have paid attention to their secret technique, usable only by dragon martial souls.

Many disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect gathered around. Under the sect's influence, most were willing to sacrifice themselves for the sect, so no one retreated despite Jin E Douluo's overwhelming soul power.

Sometimes, the sect's indoctrination was even stronger than that of religious institutions. The cohesion born from the pursuit of glory and sacrifice finally revealed the depth of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect as one of the upper three sects.

"You refuse?"

Jin E Douluo's soft counter-question echoed like thunder in the storm.

He was forcing Yu Yuanzhen to bow his head—an insult to a dragon martial soul akin to disgracing his bloodline. Without avenging this humiliation, there would be no hope of further breakthroughs.

Of course, Yu Yuanzhen himself had no potential for further advancement anyway.

Jin E Douluo's goal was to suppress others, making himself the collective nightmare of the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Otherwise, based on the theory of martial soul evolution, the Spirit Hall truly feared that the sect might channel all its resources to cultivate several true dragon martial souls.

Qing Luan Douluo watched coldly from the sidelines. This was all his plan. Among top-tier martial souls, mutual disdain was common, especially during this phase of the Douluo Continent.

Qing Luan Douluo possessed a variant martial soul and had endured countless taunts in his youth, many from sect members. He would never forget the arrogant sect disciples mocking his grotesque appearance before his martial soul fully stabilized.

"Second Brother, stop wasting words with them. Beat them until they submit!"

With that, Qing Luan Douluo flicked a burst of soul power, which transformed into a green feather in midair. It pierced through the fifth elder's neck, leaving a bloody hole.

"Fifth Elder!"

Several elders roared in fury. Some activated their true martial soul forms, summoning roaring thunder dragons to block the rain, but they couldn't stop Qing Luan Douluo's casual strike. They could only watch helplessly as their companion fell lifelessly into the rain, his body growing cold.

Yu Yuanzhen's gaze turned icy. The fifth elder was, aside from the eldest elder, the disciple with the highest potential to become a Title Douluo. Was this a coincidence or part of a premeditated plan?

He didn't ponder long before concluding that the Spirit Hall had planned this from the start.

"This is a trap. Either we hand over our secret technique, or a large portion of our promising elders and disciples will die."

"How cruel."

Yu Yuanzhen understood the meaning behind Qing Luan Douluo's actions, feeling as though he had fallen into an icy abyss.

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