78: Red Mirror, it's our turn.

Dugu Yan heard this voice, and a hint of displeasure appeared between her brows.

Stepping out of the carriage, she saw Yu Tianheng and Oslo.

"Heh, you recovered from your injuries quite quickly, didn't you?"

"Yan Yan, don't worry, I'm fine. Yan Yan, where are you going? Don't be deceived by the people from Spirit Hall. We've already notified your grandfather; he'll definitely be here soon."

"There's no need for you to worry. We're going to Spirit Hall. Don't block the way!"

Dugu Yan gave him a look as if he were an idiot.

After dropping those words, she returned to the carriage.

Yu Tianheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

His entire body stiffened on the spot.

Dugu Yan was going to Spirit City?

Wouldn't that mean it would be difficult to meet again in the future?!

"Tianheng, they've left. Let's... go back?"

"I saw that the Ye family has moved away. I didn't expect Lingling to join Spirit Hall as well... I wonder if it was forced or voluntary..."

Oslo saw the carriage leave and lightly nudged the dazed Yu Tianheng.

"Yanzi, the Poison Douluo will be here soon. Wait for Senior Dugu; he definitely won't allow you to go to Spirit City."

"Yanzi, don't be deceived. The Poison Douluo has a grudge against them."

"Yanzi, Yanzi, don't leave!"

Yu Tianheng snapped out of it, his face filled with anxiety. He hurriedly chased after the carriage, shouting as he ran.

Suddenly, a vine lashed out from the carriage's curtain.

Unable to dodge in time, Yu Tianheng could only take the hit squarely on his face.

In the next moment.

He was sent flying dozens of meters away, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Yu Tianheng felt a burning pain on his face, but as he watched the carriage gradually distance itself, he felt even more heartache.

"Yanzi, don't leave. How can I live without you..."

"Tianheng, Tianheng, are you alright?"

Oscar was startled and ran over to help Yu Tianheng up.

"Forget it, Tianheng. We can't afford to provoke Spirit Hall. Besides, once the Poison Douluo finds out, he'll definitely chase after them..."

Inside the carriage, Su Wen was also left speechless by Yu Tianheng's voice.

He didn't expect Yu Tianheng to be so precocious.

The Continent of Love truly lived up to its reputation.

"Yan Yan, so Yu Tianheng likes you! No wonder he always mentions you!"

Ye Lingling smiled gently at Dugu Yan, who gave her an annoyed roll of the eyes.

While chatting, the group quickly left the city and continued traveling until nightfall.

Yu Qinglong followed them the whole way and saw them preparing tents to rest.

His face showed confusion. "It's really strange. Why hasn't Dugu Bo appeared?"

"Could he have joined Spirit Hall?"

"Impossible. Dugu Bo nearly died at the hands of Spirit Hall. How could he possibly join them!"

"It's just that the Nine Heart Begonia lineage seems to have joined Spirit Hall. What a bunch of damnable people!"

Yu Qinglong knew the uniqueness of the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul.

If they were allowed into Spirit City, the Spirit Masters of Spirit Hall would essentially have an extra life.

Yu Qinglong observed for a long time. The strongest ones around were Ye Qingxian and that other woman.

One was level sixty-eight, and the other was level seventy-five.

If he killed this group of people here, no one would know he was the one who did it.

"I can't wait for Dugu Bo any longer; I'll have to take action myself!"

Yu Qinglong clenched his fists, and surges of lightning power surged forth.

Just then, a mass of black mist slowly drifted over.

Suddenly, the black mist transformed into a figure, surrounded by nine optimal spirit rings.

The level 95 Soul Power crashed down like a giant wave, bringing a sense of overwhelming pressure.

"A Ti... Titled Douluo! Oh no!"

Panic appeared in Yu Qinglong's eyes. To think a Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall was following them.

Ghost Douluo spoke in a raspy voice, "Isn't this the Fourth Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? I thought there was a rat following behind."

Yu Qinglong's expression turned grim. He hadn't expected to have been discovered from the very beginning.

He snorted coldly. "Ghost Douluo, I'm just here to demand an explanation. Yu Tianheng was beaten by your people for no reason. You must give an explanation. Even Spirit Hall cannot be so overbearing and bully others like this, can it?"

"An explanation? Then I shall give you an explanation today!"

Ghost Douluo sneered, and his seventh ten-thousand-year spirit ring began to rotate.

"Gui Mei True Body!"

Ghost Douluo instantly transformed into a ghost.

Entering a state of nihility, he gained a massive immunity to physical attacks, and all his attributes were doubled.

Facing a level eighty-six Spirit Douluo, even Ghost Douluo didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless, especially since the opponent's attribute somewhat countered his own.

"Sixth Spirit Skill, Eerie Roar!"

A sound like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves emanated from Ghost Douluo's mouth.

Powerful sound waves instantly spread in all directions, as the roars of ghosts surged forward.

"Seventh Spirit Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"

Yu Qinglong's expression changed abruptly. Knowing he couldn't avoid it, his only option was to fight.

He transformed into a giant Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, surrounded by lightning, radiating draconic majesty.

"Sixth Spirit Skill, Sky-Shattering Dragon Roar!"

An explosive dragon roar erupted from his mouth, causing the air to churn with rolling sonic booms.

Two powerful sonic forces collided, and continuous explosions echoed through the air.

*Buzz!*

Ghost Douluo's power was clearly superior. The wailing of ghosts drowned out the dragon's roar, and as the sonic force struck, Yu Qinglong felt a sense of fear begin to taint his consciousness.

"Damn it!"

"Ghost Douluo, you've gone too far! Eighth Spirit Skill, Thunder Shaking the Eight Desolations!"

Yu Qinglong let out a giant dragon's roar. As his eighth spirit ring rotated rapidly, vast power poured into his body, a force that stirred the heavens and earth. Dark clouds gathered, and streaks of lightning struck indiscriminately in eight directions.

In his Martial Soul True Body state, Ghost Douluo could withstand most of the lightning, and some strikes couldn't even target him.

"Gui Mei Wang Liang!"

Ghost Douluo spoke in a raspy voice. As ghosts appeared one after another, the already dim sky grew even darker.

Countless ghosts, like energy bombs, rushed toward Yu Qinglong and exploded violently upon impact. A series of explosions rang out one after another.

Even in his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon state, Yu Qinglong was left dazed by the attack. With an even more ferocious explosion, his massive body was sent flying.

"Third Soul Skill, Soul Returning Rain!"

"Elder Gui, leave the rest to me!"

"Red Leaf, it's our turn."

Su Wen had been waiting nearby for the right moment to steal the kill.

Seeing Yu Qinglong's defeat, he moved without hesitation.

Along with the appearance of the Wedding Dress Ghost Emperor, a deluge of blood descended.

Bright red blood dripped onto the ground, staining the earth a vivid crimson.

The stench of blood wafted through the air.

The clothes of Ye Qingxian, Ye Lingling, and the members of the Ye family were also stained red by the blood in an instant.

They all stood there in a daze, unable to snap out of it for a moment.

Only Dugu Yan, having prepared in advance, held up an umbrella.

The moment the Ghastly Rain descended, the Ghost Bride Red Leaf rushed forward.

She was dressed in a red wedding gown, her head covered with a red veil.

She drifted through the Ghastly Rain.

The mirror in her hand swept over Yu Qinglong.

*Crack!*