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

Chapter 114 Kill, kill, kill! The battle is exhilarating!
"Old Cai, stand up! Defend! We're the last ones left!"

The middle-aged man from the Tang Clan behind her roared madly, trying to gather his soul power, but his support-type Prayer Light Martial Soul was like a candle flickering in the wind under the absolute suppression of the Ice Abyss Domain, and could not take shape at all.

His eyes were filled with boundless fear and despair. His roar at Cai Yue'er seemed more like a final, futile struggle.

However, their wails, pleas, and struggles were no different from the buzzing of ants in the eyes of the being high on the throne.

Those cold, emotionless, icy blue eyes, like a beacon of judgment, slowly swept over the limp Cai Yue'er and the Tang Clan middle-aged man who seemed to have gone mad.

Long, perfectly slender fingers covered in ice crystals, like the Grim Reaper's scythe for reaping lives, calmly pointed at them.

"Three cuts are enough."

These indifferent words brought this unequal trial to a close.

As the words were spoken, the Ice Abyss Divine Sword, which stretched across the heavens and earth, changed once again.

The deep, icy blue divine light on the sword suddenly receded, then expanded infinitely in an inconceivable way.

It's not getting longer, but rather... expanding.

It was as if the power of the entire Ice Abyss Domain was collapsing and condensing towards it, and the sword instantly became incredibly huge and incredibly heavy.

It is no longer just a sword, but more like a sacred icy mountain made of absolute zero, suppressing all ages.

Its weight is like the weight that supports the entire far north.

The enormous sword blocked out all light within the area, casting a suffocating shadow.

then……

It moved.

Without any flashy displays, it simply used overwhelming force, like the sky collapsing and the earth overturning, to smash down on the limp Cai Yue'er and the desperately roaring middle-aged man from the Tang Clan below.

"don't want--"

Before they could finish speaking, the Ice Abyss Sword mercilessly swallowed them up.

In an instant, an indescribable roar resounded. Where the Ice Abyss Greatsword crashed, the space shattered like fragile glass, and the earth covered by ice crystals instantly turned into the finest dust.

A huge ice pit, bottomless and with smooth, mirror-like edges, was formed.

Meanwhile, Cai Yue'er and the middle-aged man from the Tang Clan were at the epicenter of the impact...

He couldn't even let out a scream.

The moment they made contact with the sword's edge, their bodies, souls, and even their battle armor were crushed, flattened, and frozen by the unimaginable absolute weight and the extreme chill that froze everything!
They transformed into two insignificant crimson marks mixed with ice crystal fragments at the bottom of the ice pit.

All four Super Douluo have perished.

Just as Lu Jun said.

Three cuts are enough.

After the three strikes, only eternal silence and biting cold remained within the Ice Abyss Domain.

The figure standing on the throne, with icy blue eyes sweeping over the huge ice pit and scattered ice sculptures below, slowly raised his right hand covered in ice crystals.

As He moved, the entire Ice Abyss Domain began to tremble.

The thick ice crystals covering the earth melted and peeled away as quickly as the tide receded, turning into countless ice crystal particles that shimmered with a ghostly blue light, converging towards His palm!

The enormous Ice Abyss Divine Sword also rapidly shrank, reverting to the shape of an ancient longsword, and flew back to His side.

The icy wings slowly retracted, and the layers of divine halos gradually dimmed and disappeared.

That flawless, adult divine form rippled like water and quickly faded away.

His long hair shortened, his body shrank, the divine patterns disappeared into his skin, and the ice crystal arm armor vanished.

Within a few breaths, his divinity vanished.

Standing on the edge of the icy pit, on the ruined ground riddled with cracks and scorch marks, was still the handsome young man, Lu Jun. But now, his face was frighteningly pale, his lips bloodless, and his body swayed slightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He gripped the restored Ice Abyss Sword tightly in his hand; the sword's luster was subdued, making it appear unusually quiet.

This time, he used up all the energy he had absorbed from the Eye of Asura.

And his achievement was...

Four Super Douluo were killed!
They even rescued Leng Yulai.

You asked Lu Jun if it was worth using the power of the divine artifact once.
Worth it, absolutely worth it!
Lu Jun looked down at the translucent sphere, only the size of a fist, floating in his palm. It was ice blue all over, and its interior seemed to contain countless tiny ice crystals and stars.

That was the entire Ice Abyss Domain compressed to its extreme form.

The small ice crystal sphere, containing terrifying energy and the last traces of four Super Douluo, flashed a cold look of disgust in its eyes.

He snorted coldly and clenched his fist tightly.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound was heard.

The small, icy blue sphere, along with everything inside it, vanished instantly under Lu Jun's grasp.

They destroyed the body and disposed of the evidence, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Even if those Limit Douluos from the Tang Sect came, they probably wouldn't be able to figure out the reason.

As the ice crystal sphere annihilated, Lu Jun felt a strong wave of dizziness wash over him, his body swayed, and he almost lost his balance.

The backlash from forcibly activating the power of the Ice Abyss Sword surged like a tidal wave, impacting his meridians and spiritual sea.

He groaned, forcibly suppressing the churning blood and the weariness deep within his soul.

Deep within Lu Jun's spiritual sea, Ice Emperor's aura also became extremely weak, clearly indicating that the outburst just now had been a huge drain on her energy.

But her weak voice carried a hint of excitement and satisfaction:

"Well done! That felt great! I never imagined that I could use your power to kill four humans who were stronger than me in one go. It's exhilarating!"

"I'm going to go into a deep sleep to recover, you should also get some rest."

"If I can absorb something good next time, I might be able to use this power again."

"Then we'll once again dominate the battlefield, hahaha!"

After saying that, Hyotei remained silent.

Lu Jun exhaled, raised his head, and staggered toward the charred rock not far away.

Leng Yulai remained lying there quietly, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows on her pale cheeks.

Beneath her tattered black trench coat, she was covered in wounds and bloodstains, her breath faint, but at least she was still alive.

Seeing Leng Yulai's still-frowning brows and bloodless lips even in her unconscious state, the murderous rage that had risen in Lu Jun's heart instantly dissipated, replaced by deep heartache and lingering fear.

He carefully bent down, avoiding her wounds, and in the most stable position, lifted Leng Yulai's cold yet soft body into his arms.

It felt light in his hand, yet it weighed heavily on his heart.

"Master Aunt?" Lu Jun called softly. Seeing that Leng Yulai still didn't react, he didn't linger. Holding Leng Yulai, he endured his physical weakness and spiritual exhaustion, and turned to leave.

Not long after he left.

On the edge of the core battlefield, which had just experienced the wrath of the gods and the instantaneous annihilation of four Super Douluo, the space rippled silently like water.

A perfect silver figure appeared silently.

Gu Yuena stood quietly atop an abandoned tower that had been mostly eroded by the aftershocks of energy. Her beautiful eyes had lost their usual calmness and were now filled with an unprecedented, almost overflowing, fervor.

(End of this chapter)