Chapter 104: The Lack of Strong Backing

"A spirit bone!"

Upon seeing the spirit bone suddenly appear, Yu Xiaogang’s expression changed drastically. This spirit bone was one of the three thirty-thousand-year-old spirit bones that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had once given as compensation and ransom. It originated from a flood dragon spirit beast, possessing the bloodlines of both dragons and snakes, making it highly compatible with Dugu Bo and his granddaughter, Dugu Yan. Xiao Yu had bestowed it upon Dugu Bo.

However, whether it was because Dugu Bo had become arrogant after joining the Nine Star Palace, or because he felt a thirty-thousand-year-old spirit bone was unworthy of his precious granddaughter and wanted to assemble a complete set for her exceeding fifty thousand years, he had ended up absorbing this right-arm bone himself.

"Spirit bone skill: Azure Dragon Piercing the Dawn!"

A powerful dragon's breath erupted, roaring toward the Golden Iron Triangle like a surging river, continuously battering the golden pillar of light surrounding the three.

"Oh no!"

Sensing that the protective pillar of light outside was tottering under the assault of the spirit bone skill, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly unleashed the most powerful strike of the Holy Dragon: the Holy Dragon Avatar.

In an instant, golden light shimmered across the body of the Holy Dragon of Light. Its scales began to burn like flames, and its dragon roars grew increasingly thunderous until it transformed into a gigantic flaming dragon, charging straight at the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor—the true form of Dugu Bo.

This strike by Yu Xiaogang was a desperate gamble. The greatest flaw of their martial soul fusion skill had already been discovered by Dugu Bo. Even if he could command the Holy Dragon of Light to entangle Dugu Bo for a moment, he could not hold him forever; Dugu Bo would eventually find an opportunity to strike their true bodies. Since that was the case, they had no choice but to stake everything on one final battle—victory or defeat, win or lose.

But Dugu Bo was no fool like Huyan Zhen, who would use his head to catch the Sea God’s Trident. Why should he play along with Yu Xiaogang’s desire for a final decisive blow? The Holy Dragon of Light, burning its own essence, was clearly operating at an overload, and the spirit power it radiated was infinitely approaching that of a Titled Douluo.

Though it was merely a single strike, Dugu Bo could block it. Yet, why would he choose the more difficult path? Furthermore, who knew if the Holy Dragon of Light had any tricks up its sleeve? If it were to detonate upon impact, while the energy of the explosion might not harm him, there were nearly a hundred sect disciples nearby.

"Medusa’s Gaze!"

Activating his head spirit bone skill, two pale white beams shot from the eyes of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor, heading straight for the Golden Holy Dragon.

The white petrification beam struck the Holy Dragon of Light, which was already enveloped in flames, and its unstoppable charge immediately faltered. Dugu Bo did not truly expect Medusa’s Gaze to instantly petrify the Holy Dragon—at its near-Titled Douluo level, it would not be so easily resolved—but it was enough to buy him some time.

While the flaming dragon and the petrification beam remained in a stalemate, Dugu Bo simultaneously increased the output of his right-arm spirit bone.

Crack! Crack!

Under the relentless onslaught of the dragon’s breath, the golden pillar shattered, dissolving into specks of golden light that vanished into the air. Yu Xiaogang and his two companions were hit by the aftermath of the attack and sent flying on the spot. Liu Erlong and Flender, both Spirit Saints, fared slightly better, appearing only pale, but the twenty-nine-level Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, unable to even stand.

With the martial soul fusion skill broken, the once-menacing Holy Dragon of Light vanished instantly. The pig-like Luo Sanpao fell directly from the sky, and because Yu Xiaogang’s spirit power was completely exhausted, Luo Sanpao merged back into his body the moment it hit the ground.

With the threat of the Holy Dragon of Light gone, Dugu Bo had no need to maintain his martial soul avatar. With a flicker of light, he returned to his human form.

"Speak. How do you want to die?"

Dugu Bo’s voice was cold, his eyes filled with terrifying murderous intent as he looked at the three before him.

Behind the ashen-faced trio, Xiao Wu was doing her utmost to conceal her aura. As they were deep within the Sunset Forest, it was common for spirit beasts to appear, and the earlier battle had already attracted several powerful ones. For the moment, Dugu Bo had not realized that among the many beastly auras, one exceptionally intense presence was actually emanating from a human.

"Dugu Bo, don't get too smug!"

Liu Erlong stepped forward to lift the lifeless Yu Xiaogang from the ground. Looking at his wretched state, her willow-leaf eyebrows stood upright and her almond eyes widened. With a flick of her wrist, a blue metal sphere appeared in her hand—the token of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Liu Erlong said with considerable pride, "I won't hide it from you: Xiaogang and I both come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. We are indeed no match for you, but if you kill us, are you not afraid that our clan will come to settle the score?"

"Erlong, be quiet!"

Yu Xiaogang, who had been playing dead, felt his old wounds reopened the moment he heard Liu Erlong mention the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. His expression instantly turned irritable, fully displaying his usual "fine character" of being fierce toward his own while submissive to outsiders. He snapped at Liu Erlong, "I severed all ties with the clan long ago! You are not allowed to mention the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in front of outsiders!"

Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong—one a piece of trash cast out of his home, the other an illegitimate daughter not even recorded in the family genealogy. Previously, several powerhouses of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been pressed into the dirt and humiliated by the Nine Star Palace, even losing three thirty-thousand-year-old spirit bones...