Chapter 39 Yu Xiaogang, Terrified, and Yu Yuanzhen Sever Father-Son Relationship!
The moment four 100,000-year soul rings appeared, Jiang Che's pupils turned blood red.
The marks engraved on the seven sealing stones surrounding him shone brightly!
His sacred and ancient soul power was filled with a demonic aura, as if emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, shaking countless hearts.
Under the terrifying pressure of his soul power, Yu Yuanzhen, Gu Rong, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei hurriedly gathered their soul power, instinctively adopting defensive stances to resist the terrifying aura released by Jiang Che.
The other soul masters below the Title Douluo level were all pale-faced and trembling, forced by this intimidation to release their martial souls and soul rings.
Everyone stared in utter horror at the young man's figure before the mountain gate, as if he could take everyone's lives in an instant.
The entire arena fell silent…
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were equally shocked. The two women looked at Jiang Che with burning passion in their eyes.
They shared the same thought: if they could become disciples of the Holy Lord, they would surely become powerful in the future, and might even possess a 100,000-year soul ring!
Jiang Che deliberately controlled his soul power fluctuations, not enveloping Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong within them.
As for Yu Xiaogang, who was closest to Jiang Che and whose cultivation was only level 29, the situation was different.
Luo Sanpao had already been stunned by the overwhelming power, and Yu Xiaogang felt he was about to suffocate, utterly powerless to resist.
Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Jiang Che nodded in satisfaction and withdrew his martial soul.
The terrifying aura vanished without a trace in an instant, as if it had never existed.
With the pressure dissipating, everyone gasped for breath, as if they had escaped death, grateful to be alive.
Yu Xiaogang withdrew his martial soul, a feeling of weakness and powerlessness immediately spreading throughout his body. He endured the discomfort, straightening his chest, when suddenly he felt a damp heat in his lower body.
"Is it sweat?"
Yu Xiaogang touched his pants, realizing, "Oh, it's urine..."
"I'm the number one theorist in the Soul World. Even facing top-tier experts, how could I possibly sweat?"
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow and then asked, "You proposed that the first Soul Ring age for a Soul Master is only a little over four hundred years. You don't even know what the limit is. Do you deserve to be called one of the top ten core competencies of Martial Souls?" Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang forced himself to remain calm while quickly thinking in his mind.
After a moment, he said confidently,
"The Holy Lord possesses the legendary divine inheritance, so it's not surprising that his Soul Rings have broken through the age limit. But besides the Holy Lord, who else in the world can achieve such a Soul Ring configuration?"
As Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, the people around him looked at him with a hint of contempt and disdain, each one looking on with amusement.
Noticing the strange gazes around him, Yu Xiaogang, for some reason, began to panic.
"They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin."
Jiang Che sneered, then looked at Cassius and the other two, calmly saying, "You three, let this level 29 'master' broaden his horizons."
With that, the three of them bowed slightly, saying in unison, "As the Holy Lord commands."
Then, the three stepped forward, simultaneously revealing their spirit rings. The first thing that caught the eye was the blood-red spirit ring behind them!
The spirit rings of Miris, Cassius, and Gaia were all revealed.
Gaia's first three spirit rings were all purple—millennium level! As for Miris and Cassius's spirit rings, they also exceeded the optimal spirit ring configuration.
At this moment, the confidence on Yu Xiaogang's face completely vanished, replaced by obvious panic and fear.
He opened his mouth to explain, but no sound came out.
Jiang Che continued, "I remember there's another one among the ten core competencies—there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters?"
"I'm curious, you've cultivated for so many years and still haven't broken through to the Soul Venerable level. Is it your martial soul that's useless, or is it you, Yu Xiaogang, who's useless?"
Using the theory proposed by Yu Xiaogang himself to humiliate him was the most appropriate thing to do.
If martial spirits couldn't determine destiny, how could there be families and sects that have been passed down for thousands of years?
If you, Yu Xiaogang, weren't useless, why would you have been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!
A murmur of discussion arose again from the crowd.
"The Holy Lord is right! This Yu Xiaogang calls himself a master, and it's one thing for his martial spirit to be useless, but how can he be so useless as a person?"
"And those theories he proposed seem to have existed thousands of years ago..."
"Who says otherwise! All the strong individuals in the Holy Court have exceeded the optimal soul ring configuration!"
"It must be because this master is too useless, otherwise he wouldn't have been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"How could the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan keep a useless person? This Yu Xiaogang is just deceiving himself."
"..."
Some elders in the crowd knew Yu Xiaogang's identity and mentioned the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Yu Yuanzhen's expression also turned ugly, his brows furrowed.
Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, Xue Qinghe, and the others, unaware of the relationship between the two, looked at Yu Yuanzhen with a hint of doubt.
Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to ask a question, he saw Yu Yuanzhen clench his fists and, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, slowly walk towards Yu Xiaogang.
Watching the figure approaching,
Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, his eyes welling with tears. He thought to himself, "It's Father! Even though I've been expelled from the family, he's still my father!"
"With Father backing me up, and with my title of 'Master,' the Holy Lord will surely give me some face!"
While Yu Xiaogang was lost in his daydreams, Yu Yuanzhen had already reached him, extended his palm, and then forcefully slapped him.
"Slap—"
A crisp slap instantly drowned out the surrounding whispers.
A clear, bloody handprint was left on Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Father...Father?"
Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, looking at Yu Yuanzhen in disbelief, his eyes filled with confusion. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Father, why...why?"
He didn't understandwhy his father, instead of standing up for his son, had attacked him.
Everyone clearly heard Yu Xiaogang address Yu Yuanzhen as "Father."
"This Yu Xiaogang is actually the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Chief?"
"The son of a Title Douluo, and he's a piece of trash who can't even break through to level 30?"
"Is this really the Sect Master's biological son?"
Looking at this scene of "filial piety," Jiang Che smiled. He was somewhat looking forward to seeing what kind of trouble Yu Xiaogang would cause next.
Yu Yuanzhen's voice was low and his face full of anger:
"You unfilial son! You were expelled from the clan and still haven't made any progress. Now you're using your laughable theories to offend the Holy Lord. Who gave you the audacity?"
Yu Xiaogang suppressed his grievances, his voice trembling as he said, "Father, why? Why don't you even support me?"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's question, Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly, his tone firm:
"Hmph! I, Yu Yuanzhen, don't have a son as foolish as you!"
"Today I sever my father-son relationship with you! From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!!!"
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