Chapter 240

"What is this sound! Is a True Dragon being born?!"

In other parts of the Inner Court, even those who had not come to watch the battle and were still cultivating in the Tian Fen Lian Qi Ta were all startled.

Why is there a Dragon Roar echoing through the Inner Court???

On the seventh level of the Tian Fen Lian Qi Ta, this floor had very few rooms—only ten in total—and each of these ten cultivation chambers bore a number on its door, from one to ten.

These rooms were reserved exclusively for the Strong List Top Ten; each represented power and status!

At this moment, inside Room No. 3, the man cultivating suddenly opened his eyes—he was Liu Qing, founder of the Crack Mountain Gang.

"Is that a Dragon Roar? Is a True Dragon being born?!" Liu Qing frowned tightly; if he could hear it here, it must be very close to the Inner Court.

Liu Qing ultimately took his Fire Energy Card, opened the door, and prepared to leave the Tian Fen Lian Qi Ta to investigate what had happened.

With a creaking sound, the door of Room No. 2 also slowly opened, and a white-robed man resembling a scholar stepped out as well.

"Lin Xiuya, you heard it too?" Liu Qing asked gravely.

Lin Xiuya nodded lightly and said, "I once encountered a Sixth Rank beast with Dragon Clan bloodline; its Dragon Roar sounded very similar to this."

Soon, Yan Hao from Room No. 5, Qin Zhen from Room No. 6, Qian Mo from Room No. 8, and Lin Yan from Room No. 9—all those on the Strong List still cultivating in the Tian Fen Lian Qi Ta—emerged one after another from their chambers.

They all knew each other from last year's Strong List Conference; they nodded to one another and walked out of the Tian Fen Lian Qi Ta together, determined to find out what had occurred.

At this moment, the Dragon Roar had vanished, the blood-red Sea of Fire had disappeared, leaving only shattered ground and several elderly disciples kneeling half-on-the-ground as proof that what had just happened was no illusion.

A piercing "di di di di" sound rang out; although the low-level Dou Practitioners of the First and Second Star had not lost consciousness, blood quietly streamed from their ears and noses, proving how devastating the sound-wave Dou Technique had been to both soul and body.

Sound-wave Dou Techniques differ from conventional ones—they penetrate defenses, meaning they cause internal injuries, let alone with Dragon Qi and Spiritual Flame enhancements, which made enemies' souls feel searing pain, as if their five viscera and six bowels were burning.

This sudden change stunned not only all the spectators, but even all disciples of Xiao Hall, and even Xun Er stood frozen—this transformation was simply too terrifying.

"This sound-wave Dou Technique… it sounds a bit like that race…" Xun Er frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Xiao Yan, who was panting heavily nearby, his lips involuntarily curling upward.

When she was young and returned to her clan, she had seen with her father a legendary Dragon Clan—its cries bore some resemblance to the sound Xiao Yan had just produced.

Though not identical, Xun Er could tell—it was unmistakably the roar of a Void Ancient Dragon.

The three judging Elders were stunned, unable to recover for a long time; all spectators were equally stunned. Two hundred elderly disciples with cultivation realms above Dou Master—equivalent to a small faction in the Black Horn Region—had been felled by more than half by Xiao Yan's roar; the rest had all suffered varying degrees of internal injury and trembling souls.

Even Yao Sheng, ranked seventeenth on the Strong List, trembled after the Dragon Roar; though his strength prevented serious internal injury, his five viscera and six bowels now burned as if scorched.

His Dou Qi circulation was disrupted due to soul damage.

Fortunately, the Guang Chang was protected by a barrier; otherwise, the spectators seated directly across from Xiao Yan would have suffered undeserved casualties.

"Dragon Might—extremely potent Dragon Might," Liu Elder finally murmured after a long silence.

Dragon Might—how many cultivators had heard the term, yet none had ever witnessed its true power; today, Xiao Yan, a human cultivator, had unleashed it, shaking the entire Inner Court.

Far away, Grand Elder Su Qian, who had witnessed all of this, wore an expression of shock and murmured, "How could this boy possess Dragon Qi inside him?!"

"That blood-red flame… could his Spiritual Flame be the ancestral flame of the Beast Clan—the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame?"

At this moment, the arena fell utterly silent for three full minutes; Xiao Yan had used the Ancient Dragon Roar for the first time, and the amount of Dou Qi it consumed was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

After all, the Ancient Dragon Roar is a massive-area sound-wave attack, perfect for clearing out Xiao Luo Luo.

Xiao Yan steadied his breath, turned his head toward Zi Yan, who was eating Medicinal Material beside him; Zi Yan sensed his gaze, lifted her head proudly, as if to say: Told you so.

Xiao Yan could cultivate the Ancient Dragon Roar only because of Zi Yan—she had told him exactly where his problem lay.

His tone was off.

The cultivation condition for the Ancient Dragon Roar was not as the Scroll claimed; there was another requirement: one must understand Dragon Language, something the Scroll's creator—or the being who made it—never imagined a non-Dragon Clan member would attempt.

Dragon Language—the language of the Dragon Clan.

The Ancient Dragon Roar is not merely a loud "Aaaah!" powered by Dou Qi circulation; the greatest difficulty lies in the 'tone.'

Not long ago, Zi Yan had whispered to Xiao Yan's ear: his Dragon Language sounded strange and twisted.

In simpler terms, it was like a foreigner hearing Mandarin once and then trying to speak it—the pronunciation would inevitably be inaccurate.

At that moment, Xiao Yan understood why he had never been able to produce the Ancient Dragon Roar: his tone was incorrect, which was why Zi Yan had scolded him for making ghostly noises.

Zi Yan had merely corrected his pronunciation; she had done nothing else.

Originally, with the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, Xiao Yan could cultivate suitable Beast Techniques with half the effort; the Ten Thousand Beasts Spiritual Flame, as the ancestral flame of beasts, possessed Shen Mi Zhi Yi—not only could it strengthen beast bloodlines, but also make it easier for beasts to cultivate Beast Techniques.

Thus, after Zi Yan corrected his Dragon Language pronunciation, Xiao Yan naturally entered the realm of the technique.

Of course, Xiao Yan was still far from mastering the Ancient Dragon Roar; he could now only say he could use it.

"What is Zi Yan's background? How does she know Dragon Language? Could her true form be a dragon?!" Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not know the status of Dragon Language in the beast world.

Perhaps all beasts could understand it—or perhaps only those with Dragon Clan bloodline could; Xiao Yan naturally did not know.

"After this is over, I'll ask Mei Du Sha—after all, her Snake People belong to the Beast Clan too," Xiao Yan thought.

With a few creaking sounds, Bai Cheng and Yao Sheng—the two strongest among them—regained their composure and rose.

Yao Sheng swung his dagger, his face grim: "Xiao Yan, the battle isn't over!"

Bai Cheng gripped his long spear with both hands, the spear tip glowing as he aimed it at Xiao Yan.

After all, Xiao Yan's Ancient Dragon Roar was barely at the introductory level, and sound-wave attacks primarily harm the soul; Yao Sheng and Bai Cheng's cultivation realms were both one full stage higher than Xiao Yan's, so their Dou Qi had blocked much of the damage.

Moreover, among the elderly disciples in the arena, only Dou Masters had fallen—not a single Dou Spirit had been knocked down.

Xun Er walked slowly to Xiao Yan's side and said lightly, "Brother Xiao Yan, focus on these two; everyone else's souls are injured—leave them to us."

Xiao Yan looked at the girl who had always stood beside him, steadfast and loyal, and smiled gently: "Alright, leave the rest to you—be careful, they're still Dou Spirits."

Xun Er smiled softly, her beautiful eyes twinkling mischievously: "So am I."

With a hum, Xun Er suddenly unleashed a Dou Spirit aura; Xiao Yan could feel—it was not a Secret Technique boost, but Xun Er's true cultivation level: Dou Spirit!

When she entered the Inner Court, Xun Er had switched to a Earth-grade Cultivation Method obtained from the Library Pavilion; within seven days in the Tian Fen Lian Qi Ta, she had used Heart Fire to break through directly to Dou Spirit.

"You little brat—I'm barely slacking off and you're already overtaking me," Xiao Yan sighed helplessly; Xun Er was truly a member of the Dou Emperor Family—her cultivation speed could keep up with even his abnormal pace.

With a thud, Bai Cheng stomped the ground hard, his body turning into a yellow blur; at the spear tip, Dou Qi rapidly condensed. Using momentum, his body merged with the spear shaft, and under the enveloping Dou Qi, his body and spear nearly fused as one—the spear sliced through the air, stabbing straight at Xiao Yan.

At the same moment, Yao Sheng moved with agile Body Technique, spinning his daggers; the two flanked Xiao Yan from left and right.

After Xiao Yan's sound-wave Dou Technique, they knew his danger and no longer spoke of fair one-on-one combat—they launched a direct two-on-one assault.

Xiao Yan would never underestimate them; after all, they were Six-Star and Seven-Star Dou Spirits, top-ranked warriors, and their strength was certainly not to be dismissed!

He activated Heavenly Flame Triple Transformation again; since it was his second use today, he could only take a shortcut, using the Yin-Yang Dual Flames to generate new flame, raising his strength by only three stars to reach Six-Star Dou Spirit.

He drew the Black Weighted Ruler to meet the attack; though originally extremely heavy, the ruler moved in his hands with greater agility and cunning than Bai Cheng's spear, and under the force of his onslaught, Bai Cheng and Yao Sheng were initially caught off guard, appearing slightly flustered.

A flash of lightning—Xiao Yan left behind a lingering afterimage; Bai Cheng thrust his spear through the lightning afterimage, only for Xiao Yan to appear behind him and smash the Black Weighted Ruler hard against Bai Cheng's buttocks, sending him flying into the air.

Ding! Ding! Xiao Yan blocked Yao Sheng's dagger ambush, smiled slightly, then opened his mouth and unleashed a Dragon Roar; though not as fierce as at first, it still shook Yao Sheng so badly he spat blood.

After training with Zi Yan, Xiao Yan could not yet use Thunder Step Three Thousand and Ancient Dragon Roar with complete ease, but in battle he could still unleash a fraction of their power.

With mastery over multiple Earth-Rank Dou Techniques, Xiao Yan was actually gaining the upper hand against Yao Sheng and Bai Cheng's combined assault!

Liu Elder nodded with a smile: "That boy is indeed very strong."

Han Yue, seated in the spectator seats, furrowed her delicate brows and nodded in agreement, murmuring to herself: "Though Bai Cheng and Yao Sheng's Qi Circulation matches Xiao Yan's after his Secret Technique, Xiao Yan's Body Technique is exceptional, and that sonic Dou Technique is too bizarre—carelessness leads to soul injury."

"Moreover, at the start, that sonic Dou Technique already inflicted soul damage on them, disrupting their Qi Circulation."

"Their only chance to win is for Xiao Yan's Secret Technique to fail and his Qi to be exhausted."

Liu Elder shook his head: "No, the old students on my side won't last until Xiao Yan's Qi runs out."

Her beautiful eyes sharpened—only then did Han Yue realize that the dozen or so Dou Spirit old students had already reached their limit!

Not to mention weaker old students—even the strongest, Lei Dong and Fu Ao, though Mid-Level Dou Spirits, had their souls damaged by Xiao Yan's Ancient Dragon Roar, unable to even use their Dou Techniques, their internal Qi scattered and unable to coalesce by the dragon's aura.

Added to that, Xun Er had reached Dou Spirit rank and was virtually slaughtering the old students; even Xiao Yu, Xiao Ning, and the others could easily overpower the injured Dou Spirit old students.

In the end, neither Bai Cheng nor Yao Sheng managed to wait until Xiao Yan's Qi was exhausted—they were both struck down by Xun Er, who had already defeated Lei Dong and Fu Ao, and were sent flying off the arena with a single palm strike that left them spitting blood.

"Great coordination, Xun Er."

"It's all because Brother Xiao Yan is so powerful."

(End of Chapter)