Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 112 Sword Slashes the Heavenly Hammer

The moment Lu Jun finished speaking.

The Ice Abyss Sword in his hand suddenly erupted with an indescribable, extreme icy blue light. This light did not spread explosively, but rather spread like mercury and swept like a cold tide, instantly covering everything in sight with an absolute dominance.

The entire scene seemed to have been forcibly ripped out of the space of Douluo Continent by an invisible hand.

A brand new small world, entirely formed by the Ice Abyss Sword Domain, suddenly descended.

In an instant, this domain enveloped everyone.

In this small world formed by the domain, space is frozen and solidified, and the flow of time becomes viscous and sluggish, as if it has been stretched countless times.

Apart from the purest ice and cold, all other elemental energies were completely rejected and annihilated.

Yu Luohui's golden lightning flickered and died out like a candle in the wind, Cai Yue'er's faint silver moonlight dimmed completely, and the golden light that boosted the Tang Clan's middle-aged man's power shattered like a bubble.

Extreme cold is breath, ice crystals are dust, freezing is an eternal melody...

Standing at the center of this icy blue miniature world, Lu Jun, who is in charge of everything, has also undergone a complete transformation.

He is no longer the handsome young man he once was.

Lu Jun's figure grew taller and more graceful, transforming into a tall and perfect adult form.

Her long hair moved without wind, flowing with a starlight-like cold light.

His bare upper body was covered with mysterious and unpredictable ice-blue divine patterns, like a flowing galaxy, containing the power to freeze all things.

His arms, from the shoulders down, were covered with translucent armor that seemed to be carved from eternal ice, extending all the way to his fingertips, radiating a chilling divine brilliance.

What's most breathtaking is his back, where a pair of wings made of pure ice crystals spread out to the left and right like the authority of a god.

These wings are not simply symmetrical, but rather one is up and the other down, presenting an asymmetrical beauty full of divine rhythm.

Each slight flap of its wings brought forth a chilling current that froze the soul and the annihilation and rebirth of countless icy stars.

Behind it, massive divine halos formed from the power of extreme ice, like the orbits of the universe, slowly rotated, layer upon layer.

The Ice Abyss Sword that was once held in his hand has now become the core and symbol of this domain. It is no longer held, but quietly floats beside Lu Jun. The sword has become infinitely huge, spanning the entire Ice Abyss Domain.

The sword's spine is like a mountain, its edge like a chasm, and its entire body flows with an extremely deep icy blue divine light. With just a slight tremor, it can tear apart galaxies and freeze time.

gods.

This is truly the appearance of a god descending to earth!
It is the ultimate form that transcends the limits of ordinary imagination!
Those who witnessed this scene, including Yu Luohui, Cai Yue'er, the middle-aged man from the Tang Clan, and even the Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect who had just gathered the last bit of soul power, had their minds go blank for a moment.

A kind of ultimate fear originating from the deepest level of life, facing a higher dimension of existence, facing the crushing power of absolute force, like a cold steel needle, pierced through all their pride, hatred and will.

Their hearts seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible icy hand, and stopped beating.

Blood freezes in the veins, and thoughts are solidified by boundless cold.

They had never seen a god.

But what if there are still gods in the Douluo Continent...?

Therefore, what is right before our eyes is the only answer!
"Could it be...?" The Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect's wrinkled face twitched wildly with extreme shock. His voice was hoarse and trembling like a broken bellows, filled with a despair that had completely overturned his understanding. "Could it be... that you are... the divine artifact that our Haotian Sect... no, that all the forces across the continent have been searching for for ten thousand years, the artifact that caused the strange phenomena in the far north?"

His cloudy old eyes were fixed on the massive, ice-blue sword that stretched across the sky, his voice filled with an unbelievable sense of absurdity:

"The divine artifact... has taken human form?! You... you actually... have taken human form?!" "Heavens, heavens..."

Yu Luohui opened his mouth wide, making strange hoarse sounds from his throat. All his ecstasy, hatred, and murderous intent turned into the most insignificant dust and bone-chilling cold in the face of this absolute divine power.

His prized Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul was now groaning and trembling.

Cai Yue'er was deathly pale, her severely injured body trembling violently, her eyes filled with boundless fear and regret.

What kind of being did she provoke?
However, standing atop the ice crystal throne, surrounded by endless divine halos and ice wings, Lu Jun's icy blue eyes, which looked down upon all living beings, remained completely undisturbed.

He, or rather, He, slowly raised his right hand, which was covered by eternal ice crystals. His slender index finger, like a god's scepter, calmly pointed to the four people below, who were as insignificant as ants.

There were no unnecessary movements, and no accumulation of energy.

"One cut."

The indifferent voice, like a pronouncement of the laws of the universe, resounded throughout the entire Ice Abyss Domain.

The moment the words left his mouth, the colossal Ice Abyss Divine Sword, spanning the heavens and the earth, moved!
There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a suffocating sense of oppression that seemed to freeze the entire area.

The enormous sword, with the force of splitting the heavens and earth, descended calmly and unstoppably towards the area where the four people were located, at a speed that seemed slow but actually transcended the concept of time.

The primary target was none other than the Seventh Elder, who had just realized Lu Jun's true identity.

Faced with this world-destroying sword, the Seventh Elder let out the most shrill and desperate roar at the end of his life. The extreme fear only aroused the crazy bloodlust that belonged to the Haotian Sect in his bones.

"Explode the ring!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his hair and beard stood on end, and he pushed the Haotian Sect's secret techniques to their limit, using all his life's cultivation.

His nine spirit rings, ranging from the lowest purple to the highest red, exploded one after another like ignited fireworks.

Each time the ring exploded, it released a tsunami-like torrent of soul power, which surged wildly into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

The true form of the Clear Sky Hammer swelled in the wind under the infusion of this terrifying power that sacrificed the very essence of life.

It instantly expanded to a size of tens of meters!
On the hammer, the ancient cloud patterns seemed to come alive, swirling with destructive dark light and radiating a violent aura capable of shaking mountains and shattering everything.

"Break it for me!"

The Seventh Elder, looking like a madman, gripped the giant hammer that seemed capable of shattering stars with both hands. His muscles bulged and his veins sprang, and he poured all his strength into the ice-blue giant sword that was about to cleave the entire world, with a tragic and earth-shattering momentum, as he charged upwards.

This is the swan song of the pinnacle of mortal power.

It is the last and most powerless challenge that ants launch against the gods.

But the results are obvious.

The next instant, a very faint yet crystal clear crisp sound rang out.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

A raging torrent without any energy counteracting.

Under the stunned, horrified, and incredulous gazes of everyone...

The Haotian Giant Hammer, tens of meters tall and imbued with the life cultivation of the Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect, shattered its nine soul rings, and was infused with all the essence of life, made contact with the blade of the icy blue giant sword the instant...

It was directly split in two by the Ice Abyss Sword!
(End of this chapter)