Unlike Yu Tianxin, whose spirit transformed into the image of an Eastern dragon, Yu Tianheng's spirit underwent a different change after ingesting the Earth Dragon Golden Melon. His spirit settled to the ground, forelimbs thickening, and the previously fine scales grew larger, gradually morphing from the appearance of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon into that of an Earth Dragon.
As the transformation progressed, the originally azure scales of his spirit began to shift toward an indigo hue. Though the overall change in color wasn't dramatic, it added a layer of depth to his spirit's aura.
While his spirit was still evolving, two bulges suddenly appeared on Yu Tianheng's back. As the bulges expanded, the skin at his shoulder blades split apart, revealing a pair of massive dragon wings that burst from his back.
Yu Tianming, observing from the side, murmured, "It seems the medicinal effects of the Nine-Rank Dragon Zhi and the Earth Dragon Golden Melon have awakened latent bloodline potential in Tianheng. So while his transformation was heading toward Earth Dragon, the wings emerged unexpectedly…"
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's bloodline was never entirely stable. Its lineage didn't only contain the elemental powers of thunder, fire, and light, but also the raw physical strength of bloodlines like the Golden Dragon King. It was essentially a hodgepodge of various dragon bloodlines. Not just Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong—even across the generations, many powerful dragon-type spirits had mutated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Yu Tianheng's situation was likely a result of triggering a flight-related portion of his bloodline under specific circumstances.
After fully absorbing the herb, his spirit took on the form of a deep indigo Western dragon. When he activated spirit possession, his body bulked up considerably—dense with muscle and exuding raw strength. The pair of immense wings on his back flapped gently, making him appear even more colossal, visually rivaling even the brute giants of the Elephant Armored Clan.
Yu Tianheng stretched out his right hand, and with indigo lightning flickering in his palm, he surprisingly condensed a small piece of yellow earth.
"Tianming-ge, I seem to have gained control of an earth element. My spirit has become dual-attributed…"
"I can tell," Yu Tianming nodded. "After absorbing the Earth Dragon Golden Melon, your physical strength and defense increased significantly. While the earth attribute doesn't combine well with thunder and lacks offensive power, when used properly, it can greatly enhance your defense. With your current traits, you'd best lean toward a defensive battle style."
Yu Tianheng nodded in agreement. "I also feel that when I stand on the ground, my body heals slowly and my soul power recovers faster. With all these overlapping traits, I think becoming a defense-oriented power-attack soul master suits me best."
Before Yu Tianming could reply, Yu Tianheng glanced at his large wings and smiled bitterly. "Though… these wings feel kind of pointless now…"
"Do you know about Yu Xiaogang's spirit fusion technique?"
"You mean… Golden Sacred Dragon? My form does look like Second Uncle's. Are you saying I was destined to grow wings?"
Yu Tianming shook his head. "No. I'm saying wings don't just help you fly… they also look cool."
With that, Yu Tianming activated his spirit. A flash of golden light erupted around him as he floated into the air. Behind him appeared a pair of golden wings, several times larger than his body. The wings gently flapped, while two long, thin tails trailed behind him, swaying midair.
Yu Tianxin, whose spirit had transformed into an Eastern dragon, touched the long tail behind him and chuckled. "Interesting… Tianheng got large wings, but compared to Tianming, they're still smaller. I've got a long tail, but I'm one short compared to Tianming…"
Yu Tianheng walked up beside Yu Tianxin and said seriously, "I gained physical strength. Tianxin-ge gained greater lightning power. But Tianming-ge has always had outstanding talent in both physical and elemental aspects. Maybe our different spirit forms represent different strengths, but in every area, Tianming-ge surpasses us."
Yu Tianxin was momentarily stunned, then slowly nodded in agreement.
Before taking their second immortal herb, both brothers were similar in stature. But after absorbing the herbs, the steady Yu Tianheng bulked up significantly, while Yu Tianxin's body became more slender. Though they remained the same height, their builds now contrasted sharply—any soul master could instantly tell which brother favored attack and which leaned toward defense.
Yu Tianming, meanwhile, was always taller than both. When he activated his spirit, he became even more powerfully built. And after receiving the Dragon God's blessing, his bloodline reached its peak. He possessed the grandeur of a Western dragon and the grace of an Eastern one. His body was strong, and he maintained great control over the elements.
Whenever he stood between the two brothers, even the formidable Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng seemed like mere foot soldiers—completely overshadowed.
"Alright, Tianxin, Tianheng, once you've adapted to your spirits, it's time for the final round of the Soul Master Tournament. The prizes aren't important—but since we're participating, we must display the power of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan. We can't lose to the so-called Golden Generation of Spirit Hall."
Yu Tianxin's eyes sparkled with purple light as he said confidently, "Of course. We already have complete soul bone sets, and our spirit quality is so high. I'll absorb my sixth spirit ring in the next few days—they won't stand a chance."
Yu Tianheng didn't speak but nodded silently in agreement.
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The final phase of the Soul Master Tournament proceeded quickly. Within a few days, three teams advanced to the finals: Spirit Hall Academy, Thunderclap Academy, and Heaven Dou Royal Academy—all teams with Soul Kings. This clash between powerhouses marked the true climax of the tournament.
Early in the morning, the three finalist teams arrived at the front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Bathed in golden light, the Supreme Pontiff Palace gleamed even more brilliantly under the sun—like the residence of gods.
As the massive palace doors opened, Bibi Dong stepped out solemnly. She wore a golden ceremonial gown, a purple-gold crown, and held the Angelic Staff. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she appeared immeasurably divine—commanding awe.
Flanking her were four people.
To her left were the elegant middle-aged Ning Fengzhi and the white-robed Sword Douluo Chenxin—head of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and a Rank 96 Titled Douluo. Only the Supreme Pontiff, elders, and titled Douluo could enter this palace. Ning Fengzhi had earned his spot by virtue of his Elder status in Spirit Hall.
To her right were Yu Tianming, representing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, and the ever-youthful and enchanting Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Once they reached the platform, Bibi Dong gently waved her staff. Three beams of light expanded before the crowd—turning into three soul bones: a right arm bone, a head bone, and a left leg bone. They glowed red, pale blue, and dark green, respectively. To the watching soul masters, their light was maddeningly beautiful.
Bibi Dong said calmly, "These three soul bones are: the Wisdom Skull Bone of Spiritual Focus, the Flame Right Arm Bone of Explosive Burn, and the Wind-Chasing Left Leg Bone of Swift Advance. All originate from ten-thousand-year soul beasts. Among them, the Wisdom Skull Bone comes from a beast over 50,000 years old—second only to external soul bones and those from hundred-thousand-year beasts."
She swept her gaze over the three teams before continuing. "There can only be one victor, and only one champion. These three soul bones will go to the winning team. I hope the three finalist academies give it their all to claim this glory."
No soul master, no matter the level, could remain calm when faced with soul bones—especially three at once. As soon as she finished speaking, battle spirit surged through all three teams. Spirit Hall's team was especially fierce, as these prizes were prepared specifically for them. The Wisdom Skull Bone was meant for Hu Liena—no way could it fall into enemy hands.
Yet while others were practically drooling, Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin remained calm. They already possessed full soul bone sets, and more importantly—they were confident of victory. As far as they were concerned, those soul bones were already theirs.
Once the atmosphere reached its peak, Bibi Dong began explaining the final round rules.
"This morning, your three teams will engage in individual elimination matches—each team sends seven members. The team with the most survivors gains the advantage. Tomorrow will be the championship match. The two losing teams will face off this afternoon to determine the second finalist. Now, the first match may begin."
As she finished, Yu Tianheng and Yan stepped onto the stage and faced each other.
Yan, cocky as ever, looked at him and sneered. "Yu Tianheng of the Blue Tyrant Trio, huh? A prodigy Soul King under twenty? I'll admit you're strong—but in this match, you've already lost."
Unlike his composed teammates, Yan had a bit of a hooligan streak, reminiscent of the Shrek crowd.
Yu Tianheng said nothing, not even blinking.
"Tch. Even if your dragon spirit is strong, your team only has one Soul King. We've got three. You don't stand a chance."
Still no response. Ever since he absorbed the Earth Dragon Golden Melon, the already reserved Yu Tianheng had become even more stoic.
"You think you're too good to talk or—"
"Contestants, release your spirits. Begin the match." The referee cut in before Yan lost it.
With the signal, Yan's Fire Lord spirit ignited. Dark red flames enveloped him, and his body hardened into a magma-like form. As a fire-earth dual-attribute power-attack soul master, Yan was a rare ancient spirit user. His hulking frame turned him into a walking volcano.
Across from him, Yu Tianheng's spirit activated. His body bulked up, and twin curved horns sprouted from his head. Enormous indigo wings flared out from his back—unlike any normal Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Compared to Yan, Yu Tianheng's dragon-man form was even more imposing.
As the battle officially began, Yan didn't rush to attack. Instead, he stared wide-eyed at Yu Tianheng. "Aren't you a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? Why do you look like…?"
"My spirit evolved—"
"You have a sixth spirit ring?! You're not even twenty—how are you a Soul Emperor?!"
Yan's deep voice rose into a shrill cry as he noticed the sixth black ring beneath Yu Tianheng's feet.
"Lightning Burst Assault."
Too annoyed to answer, Yu Tianheng surged forward like an indigo thunderbolt. His fist, wrapped in crackling lightning, slammed into Yan.
Though Yan was tough, his speed was nowhere near Yu Tianheng's. He barely had time to activate two defensive skills before the blow landed. In an instant, lightning erupted across the entire arena.
BOOM—!
A blinding flash followed by a thunderous crash. When the light faded, Yan was embedded in the arena wall.
Yu Tianheng, armed with full-body soul bones from the Dragon Valley, already had a physique on par with Titled Douluo. Even without the Earth Dragon Golden Melon, he could've defeated Yan easily. Now, with the overwhelming power gap and enhanced defense, the match was a stomp.
"I didn't kill him. He's just unconscious." Yu Tianheng's voice echoed through the arena—deep and heavy.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue exchanged glances. Both could see the crisis ahead.
As Yan was carried off, Hu Liena slowly stepped onto the stage. Radiating seductive charm, she smiled sweetly at Yu Tianheng. Her allure was enough to cripple weaker opponents before a fight even began.
(End of Chapter)
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