Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 71: Confrontation with Bibi Dong, the Phantom of an Angel Descends! (Please continue reading)
Before the residual power of the lightning tribulation had dissipated, Yu Yuanzhen had already transformed into a streak of blue lightning and rushed to Sikong Zhen's side.

Yu Yuanzhen, unusually, lost his composure, placing his hands on Sikong Zhen's shoulders and scrutinizing him with his eyes, as if looking at a freak.

"To withstand the lightning tribulation with one's own body, to use the heavenly tribulation to temper one's body, and to absorb the power of the lightning tribulation—this is truly inhuman!"

Yu Yuanzhen clicked his tongue in amazement.

That last crimson lightning bolt was powerful enough to threaten a Title Douluo, but it was directly devoured by the Five Thunder Drum Martial Soul!

This greatly shocked Yu Yuanzhen, who directly felt the difference between the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul and the Five Thunder Drum Martial Soul.

Both are top-tier lightning-attribute martial souls, but the difference is still quite significant.

Even the unique secret technique of 'Dragon Transformation' cannot make up for it!

Dugu Bo followed closely behind, arriving in front of Sikong Zhen, his gaze returning to him.

When he sensed the surging blood and energy within Sikong Zhen's body, he was shocked: "This physical body, this blood and energy... it's terrifying!"

"but."

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes and asked, "Xiao Zhen, your meridians seemed to have turned crimson gold just now. Will that cause any problems?"

"Grandpa Dugu, that was just the effect of the Crimson Lightning Body Forging; it has already returned to normal."

Sikong Zhen smiled slightly, and faint crimson-gold lightning patterns flowed beneath his skin, which was also the effect of the crimson lightning body tempering and was slowly recovering.

"Moreover, my meridians have been tempered and are now better than ever before!"

Crimson Thunder, the divine thunder of fire.

Using the Thunder Body Tempering Technique to draw in crimson lightning to temper the body is far more effective than using ordinary lightning.

"That's fine."

"Not bad, it seems that Xiao Zhen's breakthrough to Soul Saint is much faster than we expected!"

Seeing Sikong Zhen say this, Dugu Bo and Yu Yuanzhen were both relieved.

Subsequently.

The crimson-gold lightning patterns on Sikong Zhen's body completely disappeared, the crimson lightning around him also completely subsided, and the extreme high temperature returned to normal.

Only then did the members of the Tiandou team dare to surround them.

Yu Tianheng's dragon claws trembled uncontrollably—an instinctive awe of a higher-level lightning-attribute martial soul.

Dugu Yan mustered her courage and touched Sikong Zhen's sleeve, a tiny arc of lightning immediately shooting from her fingertips: "Captain, are you... even human?"

This remark drew laughter from the crowd.

Even Ye Lingling, who rarely smiled, covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

however,
The next moment, Sikong Zhen, Yu Yuanzhen, and Dugu Bo turned their heads almost simultaneously.

From the distant dome of the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong was coldly watching this side, her probing gaze landing on Sikong Zhen.

Sikong Zhen's eyes flashed like lightning as he met her gaze without fear.

Two gazes collided across the distance, and sparks seemed to fly through the air.

"interesting."

Sikong Zhen smiled slightly, looking very confident.

Just a moment ago, he clearly caught the killing intent that flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes—it was fear of a potential threat.

But Sikong Zhen was not afraid at all, confident that Bibi Dong could not do anything to him.

"Sikong Zhen, you have attracted a heavenly tribulation in Wuhun City, causing damage to buildings and panic among the people. Do you know your crime?"

Bibi Dong's voice, amplified by the power of her soul, resounded far and wide.

The voice was icy cold, and the entire Spirit City fell into a deathly silence under its question.

All the Soul Masters held their breath, their gazes shifting back and forth between Bibi Dong and Sikong Zhen.

Hear the words.

Sikong Zhen, however, burst into loud laughter. Lightning crackled around him, and his voice boomed like thunder: "Your Holiness the Pope is mistaken!"

"The Heavenly Tribulation is the power of Heaven and Earth; how could I possibly invoke it at will? If we must truly determine guilt—"

He suddenly raised his hand, pointing to the lingering thunderclouds above the Papal Palace: "Why not ask the heavens why they have chosen me, Sikong Zhen, alone!"

"presumptuous!"

With a fierce shout, the ghostly figure transformed into a black shadow and flashed into the air, emanating black energy from its body. "How dare you disrespect the Pope! You're courting death!"

Upon seeing this, both Yu Yuanzhen and Dugu Bo's eyes turned cold. Boom!
Two powerful forces erupted.

Among them, Yu Yuanzhen's aura as a top-tier level 97 peak Douluo was extremely powerful, causing the entire Spirit City to tremble.

"Ghost, you dare to move a muscle?!"

Yu Yuanzhen's voice was like a thunderclap, and his Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul instantly possessed him, with nine soul rings bursting forth.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
Especially the last soul ring, which was as deep as ink and faintly glowed with a red light, clearly a soul ring that was at least 80,000 or 90,000 years old.

Yu Yuanzhen's aura erupted without reservation, suffocating everyone!
The pressure from a level 97 peak Douluo, coupled with the fact that his top-tier lightning-attribute martial soul was a natural counter to Ghostly, instantly made his body tremble.

The ghostly figure suddenly froze.

Having witnessed Yu Yuanzhen's terrifying strength, he no longer dared to act recklessly.

"Yu Yuanzhen, does your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan intend to become an enemy of my Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong's icy voice rang out, and she slightly raised the papal scepter in her hand, unleashing a terrifying surge of soul power.

He is even better than Yu Yuanzhen is today!

Bibi Dong was already a level 99 peerless Douluo.

Although he was unable to unleash his full power due to the Rakshasa God's test and his soul power was suppressed, he was still able to mobilize the power of level 98.

Her spirit ring configuration is even more astonishing.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red!

The ninth spirit ring was a 100,000-year spirit ring!
The whole place was in an uproar!

Even the Spirit Masters of the Spirit Hall rarely saw Bibi Dong unleash her full power in releasing her spirit rings, and they were all shocked at this moment.

"What a fine Pope Bibidon!"

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed slightly, but he did not lose his composure.

With his strength, if he unleashes his full power, he is confident that he can contend with a level 98 peak Douluo, or at the very least, retreat safely.

"Humph!"

Dugu Bo snorted coldly, and the Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Martial Soul instantly possessed him.

Nine spirit rings also appeared. Although his spirit power was only level 94, the Poison Douluo's deterrent power was by no means weak.

Especially in Wuhun City.

Once he unleashes the Blood Swan Kiss, no one in the city will escape death!
"Your Holiness, why escalate such a trivial matter into a conflict between sects?"

Dugu Bo's cold gaze swept over the ghostly figure, and he sneered, "Or is it that the Spirit Hall has become so domineering that it even interferes with other people's tribulations?"

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of killing intent appearing and disappearing, yet it intensified even further.

Just when the atmosphere was tense.

A golden light suddenly pierced the sky, and the phantom of a six-winged angel descended, its divine aura instantly dispelling the remaining thunderous power.

This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The people of Wuhun City knelt down and respectfully bowed to the angelic phantom.

"This child has triggered the tribulation of lightning; it is the will of Heaven."

Qian Daoliu's voice echoed with divinity, "The Spirit Hall must not pursue this matter."

As soon as these words came out.

The crowd was in uproar, and the reactions were varied.

Bibi Dong's expression turned ugly, but considering Qian Daoliu and the Hall of Offerings, she ultimately suppressed her anger.

and,

She had noticed the unusual activity of the angel statue earlier and had to take it seriously.

"Since the High Priest has spoken..."

Bibi Dong slammed her scepter down heavily. "Let's call this a day. With the finals just around the corner, I urge the Tian Dou team to take care of themselves."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhen understood that the Pope was targeting them.

But he didn't care much.

Even if all the participating teams attacked together, how many of his thunderbolts could they withstand?

(End of this chapter)