"Interesting—we have guests."
Fang Yang suddenly raised his eyes toward the direction of the Dragon Valley entrance, a faint smile appearing on his face, a flash of cold light passing through his eyes.
Gu Yue, hearing this, her gaze slightly focused, almost simultaneously sensing the disturbance.
Her slender fingertips lightly brushed across the Dragon God Core in her palm, and the nine-colored halo rippled accordingly, spreading like ripples through the air.
"It's the Tang Sect... and also the Spirit Pagoda."
The Mountain Dragon King spoke in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, do you require us to take action? Though we are only residual souls, our duty to protect—we would not hesitate to die ten thousand deaths."
His voice was heavy as a mountain, carrying unquestionable determination.
The residual souls of the other six Dragon Kings trembled slightly in the air.
A vast dragon might faintly emerged, causing the aura of the entire valley to suddenly grow heavy, the air seeming to become viscous.
"Not necessary."
Gu Yue shook her head lightly, her expression calm and unwavering.
She had obtained the Dragon God Core, and thus naturally held authority over the entire Dragon Valley small world.
At this moment, Gu Yue was the sovereign of this world.
She slowly raised her hand, and the Dragon God Core bloomed with brilliant nine-colored light.
Thousands of dragon souls cried out together, their voices shaking the nine heavens.
The rules of the entire small world changed accordingly, and invisible barriers layered and closed at the entrance, completely isolating this world.
"This is..."
Fang Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, sensing the changes in the Dragon Valley world.
"I have sealed the Dragon Valley entrance shut."
Gu Yue spoke indifferently, cold light flowing through her eyes, "Since they have delivered themselves to our door, let them remain here forever."
"Understood—shutting the door to beat the dog."
Fang Yang smiled with understanding, his tone as relaxed as if commenting on today's pleasant weather.
Na'er and Xu Xiaoyan, hearing this, couldn't help but laugh.
Xu Xiaoyan blinked playfully: "This will be a good show to watch."
...
"Elder Wu, something is wrong. We've walked so long, yet it feels like we're still going in circles."
Black One frowned, vigilantly looking around. The surroundings seemed to be changing, yet there was a strange sense of familiarity.
Wu Yong, hearing this, his expression also grew grave.
He released his spiritual power to perceive the surroundings and indeed discovered the abnormal distortion of space, "Tang Sect disciples, heed my command—all stand guard!"
The Tang Sect disciples immediately moved into action, each with solemn expressions.
On the other side, the Spirit Pagoda crowd also surrounded Qiangu Zhangting in the center.
"Protect Young Master Qiangu's safety!"
A soul master shouted, soul power surging continuously within his body.
Just at this moment, above Dragon Valley.
Countless dragon souls circled and swam, their cold dragon eyes watching these uninvited guests, and the air was permeated with suffocating pressure.
"So many dragon souls?" Wu Yong, seeing this, his face changed dramatically.
He clearly remembered that when entering Dragon Valley before, the dragon souls were far from being so dense and active.
Qiangu Zhangting, however, was unconcerned, speaking arrogantly: "Elder Wu, merely residual souls—what is there to fear!"
The moment his words fell, the surrounding dragon souls suddenly emitted deafening dragon cries. The space of the entire Dragon Valley began to distort violently, and the ground trembled slightly.
"Roar!"
Wu Yong no longer hesitated, raising the black wooden cane in his hand.
His originally hunched body suddenly straightened, and in an instant, he seemed to transform into an awakened giant dragon.
Nine soul rings flashed with light, and his body began to expand rapidly.
A pair of massive wings spread out behind him, his entire body flickering with blue-purple electric light, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant dragon over fifteen meters in length.
"Oh? Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."
Qiangu Zhangting raised an eyebrow and spoke, his tone carrying a few degrees of scrutiny.
"Roar!" Another even more resonant dragon cry burst forth from Wu Yong's mouth, the sound waves echoing through the valley, intertwining with the cries of thousands of dragon souls.
"Attack."
Qiangu Zhangting spoke in a cold voice, and light flashed in his hand. A long stick engraved with dragon patterns throughout, emitting an ancient and vigorous aura, suddenly appeared.
The stick body trembled slightly, and low dragon cries accompanied it, as if a dragon soul were awakening.
The Spirit Pagoda soul masters released their soul skills one after another, various colored lights flashing in the valley.
The Tang Sect disciples on this side activated their hidden weapons, countless cold lights breaking through the air, fighting together with the dragon souls.
In the depths of Dragon Valley, Gu Yue revealed a faint, cold smile.
The light of the Dragon God Core in her hand grew increasingly brilliant, and the entire Dragon Valley small world was under her control.
Fang Yang spoke up: "Oh, isn't this our old acquaintance, Sister Qiangu?"
A light screen appeared before them, condensed using Dragon Valley authority, reflecting the situation in Dragon Valley.
Wu Bian's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon true form charged left and right through the dragon soul crowd, every claw swing carrying the force of thunder, tearing apart the approaching dragon souls.
Yet more dragon souls surged forward endlessly, as if never-ending.
Qiangu Zhangting danced with the Evil-Subduing Staff Technique, and where the staff passed, dragon souls collapsed one after another.
Her expression, however, grew increasingly grave, already realizing the direness of their situation.
"Elder Wu, continuing like this is not the way!"
Black One shouted loudly, "These dragon souls simply cannot be killed completely!"
Wu Yong swatted away several dragon souls with one claw, speaking in a deep voice: "We retreat!"
Gu Yue watched the battle situation in the light screen, her fingertip lightly tapping the Dragon God Core: "It's time to let them witness what true dragon souls are."
The moment her words fell, the entire Dragon Valley suddenly shook violently.
Seven massive phantoms slowly condensed in the sky—precisely the dragon souls of the seven great Dragon Kings.
The Mountain Dragon King roared toward the sky, and heavy earth elements condensed in the valley. The Light Dragon King spread his wings, and golden light illuminated the horizon.
The Wind Dragon King stirred up violent hurricanes with a flap of his wings.
The Dark Dragon King opened his massive mouth, and terrifying darkness swept across heaven and earth. The Light Dragon King soared high, and holy light illuminated the firmament.
The Space Dragon King tore through the void, and spatial cracks appeared faintly here and there.
The Time Dragon King controlled the flow of time, causing the time flow of the entire area to become chaotic.
With the seven great Dragon Kings attacking simultaneously, the entire Dragon Valley instantly transformed into an elemental purgatory!
"This, this is..."
Wu Yong's face was deathly pale. He had never seen such a terrifying sight. Under the pressure of the seven great Dragon Kings, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon true form actually began to tremble slightly.
Qiangu Zhangting finally put away his arrogance, fear appearing in his eyes for the first time: "How is this possible! How could Dragon Valley possess such power!"
"No—"
In a mournful scream, Black One was devoured by a spatial crack, instantly turning to dust.
The other soul masters also fell one after another in the dragon breath, not even having time to scream.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon that Wu Yong had transformed into shattered with a single blow, blood dyeing the land of Dragon Valley red.
"Let's go!"
Qiangu Zhangting gritted his teeth and shouted, taking out a gray iron plaque.
He violently injected soul power into it, and the iron plaque instantly enlarged, transforming into a strange gray-black snake.
The gray-black snake carried the remaining Spirit Pagoda people, tearing through space to depart.
Gu Yue watched all this quietly, not stopping them.
There was not the slightest fluctuation in her eyes—these intruders were merely ants that had disturbed the dragon race's rest.
Fang Yang spoke softly: "It seems Sister Qiangu managed to escape."
Na'er and Xu Xiaoyan watched the light screen quietly.
When the dragon breath subsided, the phantom shadows of the seven great dragon souls slowly dissipated, and Dragon Valley returned to silence.
Gu Yue put away the Dragon God Core, and the nine-colored halo gradually faded: "The dragon race's burial ground permits no profanation."
Her voice was light, yet carried unquestionable majesty.
In the depths of Dragon Valley, a breeze passed by, carrying a faint scent of blood, and also carrying the dragon race's dignity, lingering long in this small world.
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