Chapter 76: Yu Yuanzhen, Level 99, Demigod! From this day forward, I have no further connection with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan.
At the center of that pillar of light, Yu Yuanzhen felt his bones, meridians, and even every cell in his body being crushed and then reassembled by this supreme power.
The pain was deep in his bones, yet it was accompanied by an indescribable sense of exhilaration.
It was the joy of leaping through a new level of life.
The originally indestructible bottleneck of level ninety-eight was as fragile as a sheet of paper under the dual impact of the plane's origin and the divine power of the God-King.
"Break!"
Yu Yuanzhen had a sudden inspiration and roared to the sky.
Crack!
It was as if an invisible shackle had broken within his body.
The soul power that had been surging within him underwent a qualitative change at this moment, beginning to be tinged with a faint golden hue.
That was a sign of soul power transforming into divine power, a mark of a mortal stepping into the realm of demigods.
Level ninety-nine, Limit Douluo!
But this was only the beginning.
The illusory throne of the [Raging Thunder Dragon God], suspended in the void, transformed into a stream of light under Yu Jingcheng's control, directly piercing into Yu Yuanzhen's brow.
In an instant, a purple-gold lightning dragon mark slowly appeared on Yu Yuanzhen's forehead.
This mark was ancient and noble, radiating an aura that commanded the submission of all beasts.
As the mark took shape, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly contracted, and the originally raging and restless lightning of Nine Dragon Mountain now resembled docile sheep, bowing their heads in submission towards the True Dragon Palace.
The wind stopped, the clouds ceased.
Only a vast, ocean-like, and majestic aura, centered on the True Dragon Palace, spread in all directions, instantly enveloping the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and even extending to Heavenly Dou City!
Inside the secret chamber,
Yu Yuanzhen slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were no longer a simple blue, but had turned a deep purplish-gold. The whites of his eyes, which had become somewhat cloudy due to age, had completely disappeared, replaced by a deep luster like the starry sky.
Yu Yuanzhen's bare upper body showed even smoother and more perfect muscle lines, and his originally gray hair had turned black at a visible speed.
He seemed to have become twenty years younger, returning to the prime of his life.
Yu Yuanzhen clenched his fist, feeling the abyss-like power within his body, a dreamlike expression on his face.
"This is... level ninety-nine?"
The insurmountable barrier that had troubled countless brilliant talents for their entire lives had been crossed by his second brother in the blink of an eye?
He had received the Heavenly Review reward, his soul power increasing from level 95 to level 98, and only a short time had passed?
Not only that, Yu Yuanzhen could clearly feel that majestic divine throne floating deep within his sea of consciousness.
Although the divine throne was not yet fully solidified, an unbreakable connection had already been established between him and the divine throne.
As long as he cultivates step by step, transforming all the soul power within his body into divine power to fill and nourish this divine throne, he can naturally ascend to godhood!
He doesn't need the perilous divine trials, nor does he need ethereal faith, nor even the fear of heavenly tribulations.
Because this divine throne is tailor-made for him!
"Hoo..."
Yu Yuanzhen exhaled a breath of turbid air, which transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking a deep crater in the ground.
Yu Yuanzhen turned around, looking at the still calm and composed Yu Jingcheng, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
There was both the pride of an elder brother and a deep awe for his younger brother's current strength.
"Jingcheng, your methods... are simply defying the heavens,"
Yu Yuanzhen exclaimed, his voice trembling slightly.
"If that old bastard Qian Daoliu knew, he'd probably jump out of the Angel Temple from jealousy."
Yu Jingcheng smiled faintly, standing with his hands behind his back, his white-gold imperial robes gleaming in the lingering lightning.
"Defying the heavens?"
Yu Jingcheng raised his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the roof, looking into the endless void, his tone calm yet exuding domineering arrogance:
"Big brother, you've forgotten my current identity."
"I am the Lord of the Plane."
"In this Douluo Star, I am the heavens."
"The rules I set are the Heavenly Dao.
I want you to become a god, and in this world, who dares to say they are defying the heavens?"
These words were extremely arrogant, yet perfectly justified.
Yu Yuanzhen paused for a moment, then burst into another hearty laugh:
"Hahaha!
Good! Well said!
As expected of someone from the Yu family!
I am the one who... Hahaha, exhilarating!"
As the laughter subsided, Yu Yuanzhen felt the divine mark between his brows and said solemnly:
"Since you've paved the way for me, I, your elder brother, will never let you down.
This position of the Thunder Dragon God, I'm determined to have!
Within ten years, I will completely transform my soul power into divine power and truly take that step!"
"Ten years is too long."
Yu Jingcheng shook his head, casually tossing out a jade-green crystal radiating a rich life force.
"This is the essence crystallization of the Ancient Tree of Life, which can accelerate the transformation of your divine power and the metamorphosis of your physical body.
Combined with the thunderous environment of Nine Dragon Mountain, three years will be enough."
The Ancient Tree of Life.
The predecessor of the Golden Ancient Tree.
It was already born in this era.
After Yu Jingcheng became the ruler of the plane, he received many benefits, including this.
Yu Yuanzhen received the crystal, feeling a surge of immense life force wash over him; even a single breath of it refreshed him.
"Three years..."
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, an unprecedented surge of ambition coursing through his chest.
"Good! Three years it is! After three years, I'll see who on this continent, besides you, can withstand my attack!"
Just then, a cacophony of footsteps and exclamations erupted from outside the secret chamber.
Clearly, the earth-shattering commotion had alerted the entire clan.
"Clan leader! What happened? That was just now..."
Several elders' anxious voices rang out from outside the door, but they dared not rush in due to the lingering divine power.
Yu Yuanzhen glanced at Yu Jingcheng, seemingly seeking his opinion.
"Go, elder brother."
Yu Jingcheng's figure began to slowly fade, disappearing back into the void.
"Now that you've achieved the Limit Douluo level and hold a godhood, I have nothing to do with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan anymore.
I won't show myself to avoid any misunderstandings."
"By the way, the Spirit Hall seems to be acting rather restless lately. If they dare to extend their claws to our Yu family..."
Yu Jingcheng's figure vanished completely, leaving only a cold, indifferent voice echoing in Yu Yuanzhen's ears:
"...then chop them up."
Yu Jingcheng had many things to attend to.
Although Qian Daoliu was a six-winged Seraphim, a first-level god,
Yu Jingcheng thought it would be more efficient to take him down together once Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had both become gods.
He wouldn't bother with him for now.
Yu Yuanzhen was quite frustrated.
Yu Jingcheng meant that after giving him a godhood, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would have nothing to do with him anymore.
But he still nodded heavily.
Then, Yu Yuanzhen waved his hand, and the heavy stone door of the secret chamber swung open with a bang.
At the center of that pillar of light, Yu Yuanzhen felt as if his bones, meridians, and even every cell in his body were being crushed and then reassembled by this supreme power.
The pain was deep in his bones, yet it was accompanied by an indescribable sense of exhilaration.
That was the joy of leaping through life levels.
The once indestructible bottleneck of level ninety-eight, under the dual impact of the plane's origin and the divine power of the God-King, became as fragile as a sheet of paper.
"Break!"
Yu Yuanzhen, enlightened, roared to the sky.
Crack!
It was as if an invisible shackle had broken within his body.
The soul power that had been surging within him underwent a qualitative change at this moment, beginning to be tinged with a faint golden aura.
That was a sign of soul power transforming into divine power, a mark of a mortal stepping into the realm of demigods.
Level ninety-nine, Limit Douluo!But this was only the beginning.
The illusory image of the [Raging Thunder Dragon God] throne, suspended in the void, under Yu Jingcheng's control, transformed into a stream of light and plunged directly into Yu Yuanzhen's brow.
In an instant, a purple-gold lightning dragon mark slowly appeared on Yu Yuanzhen's forehead.
This mark was ancient and noble, radiating an aura that commanded the submission of all beasts.
As the mark took shape, the thunderclouds suddenly contracted. The previously raging and turbulent lightning of Nine Dragon Mountain now resembled docile sheep, bowing their heads in submission towards the True Dragon Palace.
The wind stopped, the clouds ceased.
Only a vast, ocean-like, and awe-inspiring aura, centered on the True Dragon Palace, spread in all directions, instantly enveloping the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and even reaching Heaven Dou City!
Inside the secret chamber,
Yu Yuanzhen slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were no longer a simple blue, but had turned into a deep purplish-gold. The whites of his eyes, which had become somewhat cloudy due to age, had completely disappeared, replaced by a deep luster like the starry sky.
Yu Yuanzhen's bare upper body showed even more streamlined and perfect muscle lines, and his originally gray hair had turned black at a visible speed.
He seemed to have become twenty years younger, returning to the prime of his life.
Yu Yuanzhen clenched his fist, feeling the abyss-like power within his body, a dreamlike expression appearing on his face.
"That's... level ninety-nine?"
The insurmountable barrier that had plagued countless brilliant minds for their entire lives was crossed by his second brother in the blink of an eye?
He had received the Heavenly Review reward, his soul power rising from level 95 to level 98—how long had it been?
Not only that, Yu Yuanzhen could clearly feel that majestic divine throne floating deep within his sea of consciousness.
Although the throne was not yet fully solidified, an unbreakable connection had already been established between him and it.
As long as he cultivated step by step, converting all the soul power within his body into divine power to fill and nourish this divine throne, he could naturally ascend to godhood!
No need for the perilous divine trials, no need for ethereal faith, not even need to worry about heavenly tribulations.
Because this divine throne was tailor-made for him!
"Hoo..."
Yu Yuanzhen exhaled a breath of turbid air, which transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking a deep crater in the ground.
Yu Yuanzhen turned around, looking at the still calm and collected Yu Jingcheng, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
There was the pride of an elder brother, and a deep awe of his younger brother's current strength.
"Jingcheng, your methods... are simply defying the heavens!"
Yu Yuanzhen exclaimed, his voice trembling slightly.
"If that old fellow Qian Daoliu knew, he'd probably jump out of the Angel Temple in jealousy."
Yu Jingcheng smiled faintly, standing with his hands behind his back, his white-gold imperial robe gleaming in the lingering lightning.
"Defying the heavens?"
Yu Jingcheng slightly raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the roof, looking into the endless void, his tone calm yet exuding domineering power:
"Brother, you've forgotten my current identity."
"I am the Lord of the Plane."
"On this Douluo Star, I am the heavens."
"The rules I set are the Heavenly Dao.
I want you to become a god; who in this world dares to say it's defying the heavens?"
These words were extremely arrogant, yet utterly justified.
Yu Yuanzhen paused for a moment, then burst into another hearty laugh:
"Hahaha!
Good! Well said!
As expected of someone from the Yu family!
I am the one who... Hahaha, exhilarating!"
As the laughter subsided, Yu Yuanzhen felt the divine mark between his brows and said solemnly:
"Since you've paved the way for me, I, your elder brother, will never let you down.
This position of the Thunder Dragon God, I'm determined to have!
Within ten years, I will completely transform my soul power into divine power and truly take that step!"
"Ten years is too long."
Yu Jingcheng shook his head, casually tossing out a jade-green crystal radiating a rich life force.
"This is the essence crystallization of the Ancient Tree of Life, which can accelerate the transformation of your divine power and the metamorphosis of your physical body.
Combined with the thunderous environment of Nine Dragon Mountain, three years will be enough."
The Ancient Tree of Life.
The predecessor of the Golden Ancient Tree.
It was already born in this era.
After Yu Jingcheng became the ruler of the plane, he received many benefits, including this.
Yu Yuanzhen took the crystal, feeling a surge of immense life force wash over him; even a single breath of it refreshed him.
"Three years..."
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, an unprecedented surge of ambition coursing through his chest.
"Good! Three years it is! After three years, I'll see who on this continent, besides you, can withstand my attack!"
Just then, a cacophony of footsteps and exclamations erupted from outside the secret chamber.
Clearly, the earth-shattering commotion had alerted the entire clan.
"Clan leader! What happened? That was just now..."
Several elders' anxious voices rang out from outside the door, but they dared not rush in due to the lingering divine power.
Yu Yuanzhen glanced at Yu Jingcheng, seemingly seeking his opinion.
"Go, elder brother."
Yu Jingcheng's figure began to slowly fade, disappearing back into the void.
"Now that you have achieved the Limit Douluo level and possess a divine position, I have no further connection with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
" I won't show myself to avoid any misunderstandings."
"By the way, the Spirit Hall seems to be getting restless lately. If they dare to extend their claws to our Yu family..."
Yu Jingcheng's figure completely disappeared, leaving only a cold and indifferent voice echoing in Yu Yuanzhen's ears:
"...then chop them up."
Yu Jingcheng had many things to attend to.
Although Qian Daoliu was a six-winged Seraphim, a first-level god,
Yu Jingcheng thought it would be more efficient to go and harvest him together after Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue both became gods.
For the time being, he wouldn't pay much attention to him.
Yu Yuanzhen was very frustrated.
Yu Jingcheng meant that after giving him the godhood, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan would have nothing to do with him anymore.
But he still nodded heavily.
Then, Yu Yuanzhen waved his hand, and the heavy stone door of the secret chamber swung open with a bang.
(End of this chapter)