"Boom!"
The enormous multicolored mushroom cloud over the Star Dou Forest was incredibly eye-catching.
Within the mushroom cloud, the extreme elemental energies of the five Dragon Kings intertwined.
Colliding constantly, they sparked and brought waves of heat with them.
Granny Snake no longer cared about the shock brought by Luo Yu's arrival but watched anxiously at the mushroom cloud where Dragon Patriarch had been trapped.
"My partner!"
Her sixth soul skill shone brightly.
Disregarding the danger,
she dashed into the blast zone to attempt a rescue on Dragon Patriarch.
"Grandpa!!"
Meng Yiran was also rushing over quickly.
Anxious cries grew louder as she approached, her beautiful eyes filled with concern.
She had just witnessed Luo Yu's terrifying punch from a distance, a punch that shattered her conventional understanding, a punch that instantaneously broke through her grandpa's Martial Soul True Body.
All this made her feel as if she were dreaming.
How could a young Soul Master possess the strength to kill a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse with one punch?
But the reality was just that.
The man was unharmed, while Dragon Patriarch's situation was precarious.
"Swoosh!"
Granny Snake's figure shot out from the turbulent mushroom cloud.
At that moment, her clothes were torn, and burns were evident in many places.
She held Dragon Patriarch in her arms, who had been seriously injured by the punch; his chest was caved in, and he was covered in wounds.
"Partner, are you alright!!"
"Speak to me."
Granny Snake's face showed urgent concern as she shook the closed-eyed Dragon Patriarch in her arms, calling out to him.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Dragon Patriarch opened his eyes, his eyes bloodshot.
The first thing he did upon waking was to shakily raise his hand towards Luo Yu, his voice full of fear,
"Quick... run away, that guy is a monster."
"Let's get out of here!"
"Far, far away!!"
Hearing the fear in Dragon Patriarch's voice that scared him witless,
Granny Snake remembered the scene she'd just witnessed, and disbelief surged through her.
She looked in horror at Luo Yu, who was just retracting his fist and draped in the Five-colored Dragon King Armor.
If any Titled Douluo had defeated Dragon Patriarch, she would not have been so astonished.
But now, the one who had devastated Dragon Patriarch was the young man she had encountered before.
This was truly hard to believe.
She had been planning to come to Luo Yu's rescue, fearing that if she arrived a moment later, Dragon Patriarch would have smashed him to pieces.
However, the scene that presented itself was completely contrary to her expectations.
The young man was unharmed.
In contrast, Soul Douluo-level Dragon Patriarch had almost been killed by one punch from the opponent.
And now he was scared to this extent.
For a moment, even Granny Snake was lost, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Why had Dragon Patriarch been defeated?
Why was this young man so strong?
Dragon Patriarch called out, "Go quickly, take Yiran and go!!"
Granny Snake held Dragon Patriarch's arm, channeling Soul Power through his meridians to calm him,
"Don't panic, first tell me what's going on."
"Why did the two of you start fighting?"
"Go, get out of here," Dragon Patriarch repeated incessantly, recalling Luo Yu's terrifying punch over and over in his head, shaking like a bobblehead.
By this time, Meng Yiran had reached Dragon Patriarch's side, "Grandpa, what happened to you?"
Dragon Patriarch, trembling, pointed at Luo Yu.
"Yiran, go quickly, he's a monster, too terrifying."
With Dragon Patriarch clearly in an incommunicable state of shock, Granny Snake and Meng Yiran could only look towards Luo Yu.
Luo Yu had by now released the attached state of the Five-colored Dragon King Armor.
After all, his armor was incomplete, and being able to summon it for use ahead of time was quite extraordinary.
That punch was his limit.
However, after testing it, the power of his peak punch was surprisingly great.
Even a Soul Douluo unleashing his Martial Soul True Body and employing his strongest eighth soul skill was rendered useless in the face of that punch, smashed as easily as a rotting wood under a hammer.
If Granny Snake had not arrived in time to rescue him, Dragon Patriarch would have already perished in the energy storm.
You should know that his cultivation level is still only at the Soul King level.
If he reaches a higher realm, just how powerful would this fist become?
If he could gather all six soul bones and three attached soul bones, just how powerful would that fist be?
It's simply unimaginable.
Luo Yu was extremely satisfied with the result, considering it a successful test of the true power of this fist on the Dragon Patriarch.
And because it was the first time using this move, it was somewhat unrefined, and the power was not fully concentrated.
Once unfamiliar, twice skilled.
He felt that if he struck with this fist next time, the power would certainly be even stronger.
For a moment, the arena fell silent.
The rampaging mushroom cloud gradually dispersed, revealing the devastated land.
Luo Yu took steps forward.
"Don't come over... Don't come over here!"
The Dragon Patriarch had just had a brush with death at the Ghost Gate Pass, so he was naturally terrified of Luo Yu to the core.
Luo Yu glanced with his eyes, "Shut up."
The Dragon Patriarch shuddered, subconsciously clamping his mouth shut tightly.
Luo Yu didn't bother with him.
Instead, he walked up to the Man-Faced Demon Spider, saw signs of it waking up, raised his finger, flicked its shell, and knocked the spider unconscious again.
"You... what have you done to my grandfather."
Hearing the voice behind him, Luo Yu turned his head to look.
Meng Yiran's pretty face was clearly filled with fear, her eyes complex as they fixed on Luo Yu.
Luo Yu slowly shook his head, scoffing, "What have I done to him?"
"This old guy came up and wanted to forcefully seize the soul beast I was hunting."
"Thinking that just because he's at the Soul Douluo level, he can do whatever he wants."
"Then he can't blame me for being impolite."
Meng Yiran said, "You're saying grandfather... was going to steal your soul beast?"
"What else?"
Luo Yu looked askance.
Putting force into his hand, he grabbed the Man-Faced Demon Spider from the ground and hoisted it onto his shoulder.
Turning to the Dragon Patriarch, he said, "Since you're not dead, you must have a large life. Take care of yourself."
"If you've got the guts, feel free to come looking for me to seek revenge."
"Whoosh!"
Luo Yu leaped up and vanished from the spot, already feeling several auras rapidly approaching.
The man just walked away, leaving the three people, grandfather and grandchildren alike, stunned in their tracks.
The Dragon Patriarch muttered blankly, "He left? He just left like that? He's not pursuing the matter with me?"
Meng Yiran asked, "Grandfather, what exactly happened?"
Soon, the Dragon Patriarch told Meng Yiran the whole series of events.
After listening, Meng Yiran pouted, "Grandfather, why did you try to steal someone else's soul beast? My Soul Ring could be attached so quickly thanks to his help."
The Dragon Patriarch was astonished, "You're saying your Soul Ring was attached with his help?"
Meng Yiran quickly recounted her previous encounter with Luo Yu.
The Dragon Patriarch clenched his teeth, his face the picture of misery.
"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
"Had I known he helped you with the Soul Ring, I certainly wouldn't have tried to take it from him, nor would I have suffered such a big loss."
"Why didn't he say he'd met you? Was he just looking to use me for practice?"
Meng Yiran asked, "Grandfather, how could you end up in such a sorry state? Is he really that strong?"
Granny Snake was also looking at the Dragon Patriarch, waiting for his explanation.
The Dragon Patriarch swallowed hard, a look of horror flashing across his face.
"Strong, extremely strong."
"This is the first time in my life I've encountered such a terrifying young man."
"Three punches, no, it shouldn't be counted as three punches."
"One punch was all it took to reduce me to this state; I really wonder where such a freak came from."
"Too terrifying!"
Meng Yiran and Granny Snake exchanged glances, suddenly remembering their previous conversation.
Granny Snake's old face twitched, feeling waves of embarrassment.
She had previously declared with utmost confidence that Luo Yu, no matter how hard he tried, wouldn't surpass the Dragon Patriarch in fifteen years.
But now... this...
She could never have expected to be proven wrong so swiftly.
Forget about exceeding him in fifteen years.
In one day.
Indeed, in less than a day, just half a day's time, she had witnessed this young man reduce the man she trusted to rubble with a single punch.