Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 275 Ice and Fire Eyes

Zang Xin remained calm. As a passionate Douluo, he was emotionally sensitive. After countless major blows to the Tang Sect, he had long lost the ability to express his emotions. The sadness, resentment, and anger hidden deep in his heart could only be deeply buried within him, tormenting him again and again in the dead of night.

"Our Tang Clan has weathered many storms throughout history, but we have never uttered the word 'surrender'."

"Even if only one person remains in our Tang Clan, we will never surrender to the enemy."

"Even if we, the Tang Clan, only have one breath left, we will never give up the fight."

"We, the Tang Clan, will never let our enemies get away with it, even if we only have one drop of blood left!"

"Gentlemen of Shrek Academy, are you willing to take this gamble with us?"

Upon seeing Zang Xin's invitation, the elders of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion initially looked bewildered. Then, gazing at the surrounding ruins—their millennia-old foundation destroyed in an instant—an unnamed rage burned fiercely within them. This rage stemmed from indignation at their powerful enemy and resentment towards their own fate. Zhuo Shi was the first to stand, his wrinkled face etched with unwavering resolve and defiance: "Shrek never admits defeat! What we have lost, we will reclaim with our own hands!"

Feng Wuyu struggled to his feet. Although his purplish-black arms were still a shocking sight, his eyes were unusually resolute: "I, Feng Wuyu, have spent my entire life refining weapons, and I never imagined it would end like this. Today, let us use these broken bodies to forge our final glory!"

Long Yeyue coughed up a mouthful of blood, a bitter yet resolute smile curving her lips: "Shrek and Tang Sect are of the same origin, bound by life and death. Since Tang Sect is determined, how could Shrek back down?"

Even though Yun Ming, lying in Ya Li's arms, was pale and severely weakened, he was still the backbone of the group.

Seeing everyone's gaze turn to him, this man, once the strongest on the continent, known as the one who could reach the heavens and the netherworld, gave a bitter smile and said firmly, "Shrek Academy will not back down!"

After gaining everyone's approval, Zang Xin revealed a secret that had been passed down orally from generation to generation of the Tang Clan's leaders and deputy leaders.

Eyes of ice and fire!
"Cuckoo~"

"Goooo~!"

Fatty Gu soared freely in the sky, its now enormous, obese body now serving as a support for Chen Zhou to sit on.

"Woo~! Hahahaha!"

Xuan Li, nestled in his arms, happily felt the gentle breeze caressing his body.

With a natural affinity for nature and a deep affection for the world, Xuan Li naturally harbors a great curiosity and love for everything in nature. Her small hands wave gently, as if playing with the wind, and each touch seems to be a mysterious exchange with nature.

Chen Gugu's fur, which had originally been transformed into tough and sharp metal wings by various genes engraved in the primordial energy amethyst, now felt like soft fur when he sat on it.

The setting sun cast crimson light spots on the Fei Gu's unfolded metal wings, and Chen Zhou looked down at the winding mountain range below.

On the eastern horizon, a valley is shrouded in a mist of red and blue—the unique energy field of the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, which is now fluctuating violently at an abnormal frequency.

The entire valley was shrouded in layers of poisonous fog, within which lay traps laid by countless generations of Tang Clan leaders.

Having witnessed the world's memories, Chen Zhou scoffed. To claim what belongs to others as one's own—is this truly the nature of a descendant of Tang San? Chen Zhou's hand, which was stroking Xuan Li's hair, suddenly stopped. He looked back and saw Gu Yuena, whose eyes were devoid of any color, sitting quietly to the side. Her long silver hair reached her waist and swayed gently in the wind. Her purple eyes were empty and deep, as if they could devour all light, yet they inadvertently revealed a sorrow that transcended the mortal world.
Or perhaps it's hatred!

"Below lies the place where your two Dragon Kings perished."

"Do you want to go down and take a look?"

Chen Zhou looked at Gu Yuena in her current state with a half-smile.

Under his guidance, that already wondrous soul now blossoms with such delightful colors!

After realizing that everything about her could be influenced by Tang San, Gu Yuena began to seriously doubt everything that happened to her after she took human form!
The story of studying and growing up alongside Tang Wulin and Xie Xie is a lie;

The promise of entrusting life and death to Tang Wulin and the others on the Ascension Platform was a lie;

In Na'er's memory, those moments of being together with Tang Wulin were fake; even the opportunity for her to awaken as the Silver Dragon King—the soul's throbbing attracted by the Golden Dragon King bloodline within Tang Wulin—could have been a carefully designed emotional trap.

Gu Yuena's fingertips dug deep into her palms, but her resilient hand was not scratched by those neat, white fingertips. She raised her empty purple eyes, and her long, silver hair surged violently with the air currents at high altitude.

In that instant, an extremely cold dragon's might burst forth uncontrollably from her body, and the clouds within a hundred miles suddenly condensed into ice crystals.

“Go.” Her voice was colder than the frozen polar regions.

Chen Zhou admired with satisfaction the burning desire to become stronger fueled by hatred. He gently patted Fei Gu, signaling it to continue flying forward. Fei Gu let out a joyful coo, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky, heading straight for the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

The misty fog of the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire drew ever closer, its red and blue halos, like the fierce light in the eyes of a dragon awakening, intertwining and rising in the valley. Chen Zhou stood on the back of the fat goose, his gaze piercing through the poisonous fog and the barrier, looking towards the sacred land controlled by the Tang Clan for generations. A smile played on his lips, as if he saw something utterly ridiculous—a group of mortals daring to attempt to seal off the ruins belonging to an ancient dragon king.

Gu Yuena's long silver hair danced wildly in the wind, her knuckles white, her nails almost digging into her palms, yet she felt no pain. A thought swirled in her mind, a thought like a giant hammer, repeatedly shattering her reason: everything about her was an illusion. Her emotions, her memories, her bonds—all were part of a pre-arranged script. And she was nothing more than a pawn of Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, a chain used to bind his descendants.

The thought made her tremble.

When she first saw Tang Wulin, her heart fluttered; she thought it was fate. But now, it was all just the natural attraction between the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and the Silver Dragon King's soul, a meticulously planned trap of love.

Humiliation. Anger. Hatred.

These emotions burned wildly in her heart, to the point that her already broken mind was on the verge of complete collapse.

"Can you feel it?" Chen Zhou turned his head to look at her, his tone light and playful. "Those people from the Tang Clan think they have the legacy of the Dragon Clan, and they are so arrogant that they dare to take the essence of the Ice and Fire Dragon King after his fall and use it to cultivate so-called immortal herbs."

His finger was pointing forward, his eyes were cold.

"And you, the mighty Silver Dragon King, have been kept in the dark all along."

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