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

Chapter 145 Leng Yulai's Thoughts
"No trace can be left."

He suddenly stood up straight, his gaze sweeping over the gray hawk, which was pinned to the ice wall and had already fainted.

This person not only knew some of my trump cards, but was also a henchman of the Tang Clan, and even witnessed my astonishing act of summoning the ice puppet.

Letting him go back will cause endless trouble.

"A Soul King-level ice golem would also be a good addition."

A cold glint flashed in Lu Jun's eyes, his killing intent was resolute.

Without further hesitation, he raised the Ice Abyss Sword and swung it fiercely.

A streak of icy blue sword light flashed across the gray hawk's throat in an instant.

"Pfft."

With a faint sound, the gray hawk's body trembled violently, its life force vanished instantly, and it couldn't even let out a final scream.

Before the blood could even splatter, it was frozen into scarlet ice crystals by the extreme cold of the ice, hanging on the broken battle armor and icicles.

Lu Jun flicked his wrist, and the Ice Abyss Sword lightly touched the corpse of the Gray Hawk. A powerful suction force emanated from the sword, and the Gray Hawk's corpse was instantly absorbed by the Ice Abyss Sword, as if swallowed by an invisible vortex.

Only some broken ice shards and a few drops of frozen blood remained on the ground.

If people from Tang Sect or Shrek Academy saw this scene, they would probably think that Lu Jun was an evil soul master.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jun took a deep breath, and a massive surge of spiritual power erupted, sweeping across the entire alley.

The soul power that dissipated when he detonated the Frost Brand to summon the ice golem, the aura left by the ice golem during the battle, the residual soul power from the Gray Hawk's outburst, and even the subtle energy fluctuations in the air...

All traces that could possibly be tracked were completely frozen, covered, and assimilated by the extreme chill emanating from the Ice Abyss Sword under the precise control of his Spirit Abyss Realm spiritual power.

A blue aura swept across him, and wherever it passed, the cracked ground was covered with a thicker and more even layer of ice. The icicles embedded in the walls melted and disappeared, and the residual energy in the air was frozen into harmless ice crystal dust that drifted down.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been thoroughly cleansed by a sudden, pure blizzard, leaving only pure cold and a smooth, mirror-like ice surface.

After doing all this, Lu Jun's face turned even paler, as forcibly erasing the battle traces of a high-level Soul Master had taken a considerable toll.

"Let them think about it in a different way."

Thinking of this, Lu Jun raised his hand again and summoned back all the soul power of the extreme ice on the scene.

The ice surface returned to its original state, and all the ice elements returned to Lu Jun's body.

After doing all this, he didn't linger at all. With a flash, he disappeared into the shadows at the end of the alley, leaving no trace to follow.

Soon after, the piercing sound of police sirens broke through the night sky.

The federal security department's Soul Master squad, fully armed, carefully surrounded the secluded alley.

They received a report that an unusually powerful fluctuation of soul power had occurred in the area, suspected to be a deadly battle between high-level soul masters.

However, when they rushed into the alley, they saw nothing.

There were no bodies, no bloodstains, only craters left from the fight.

Not even a trace of residual soul power could be sensed; it was so clean it was chilling.

"Report to the captain, the scene... has no findings!" A team member said, his voice filled with confusion and disbelief after carefully scanning with a soul power detection instrument.

"The temperature is a bit low, but the energy residue... is zero? How is that possible?" Another team member checked the instrument readings, his brow furrowed.

The squad leader looked around solemnly. He squatted down and touched the ground with his finger. A bone-chilling coldness went straight to his bones.

"It is indeed colder here than in other places."

"Fall back." The squad leader stood up, his voice low. "Report: An area of ​​unusually low temperature has been discovered in an unnamed alley in the western district of Mingdu. It is suspected to be a natural phenomenon, or no large-scale combat traces or casualties have been found." The team members looked at each other, and in the end, they could only withdraw with a belly full of doubts.

As for this incident, it has become an unsolvable mystery.

……

Lu Jun returned to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy quietly and went straight to his single dormitory.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door and leaning against it, but his heart still felt heavy.

The news that the Tang Clan possessed the Sea God's Decree weighed heavily on his mind like a massive mountain.

For the first time, Lu Jun felt that sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.

The current situation is weighing heavily on him.

However, as long as he can survive the safe development period and cultivate to the Soul Saint level as quickly as possible, according to the Ice Emperor, he will be able to completely control the ultimate ice and unleash the power of the Ice Abyss Sword artifact.

When the time comes, protecting oneself will be simple and straightforward.

"We must survive, we absolutely must survive."

Lu Jun repeatedly warned himself that before he had enough strength to protect himself, exposing his relationship with those ice puppets, or revealing the secret that he might be coveted by the gods, would be a path to death.

Tang Sect, Shrek Academy, Haotian Sect... these behemoths are all too powerful to mess with right now.

"Improve our strength, improve our strength as soon as possible. Soul Sect... is far from enough."

He buried his horror and murderous intent from the night before, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to circulate his soul power to heal his injuries, while thinking about how to become stronger faster.

Starting today, I must train even harder and more intensely than before!

Not a moment can be wasted!

……

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Spirit Pagoda, in Leng Yulai's office.

On the huge soul-guided screen, surveillance footage from the night of the Maple Leaf City incident six months ago and the following morning was played repeatedly.

The footage clearly shows that Lu Jun stayed in his dormitory that night, only rushing out to go to class the next morning.

Wu Changkong's explanation that Lu Jun's lateness was due to deep meditation fits perfectly on the timeline, with no flaws to be found.

Leng Yulai crossed her arms, her brows furrowed tightly, her gaze seemingly piercing through the screen.

She slowed down and replayed the video again and again, trying to find even the slightest hint of unnaturalness, but Lu Jun's tired and hurried appearance due to the aftereffects of deep meditation showed no trace of acting.

Leng Yaozhu walked over with a cup of hot tea, gently placed it beside her younger sister, and asked softly:

"Are you still looking? You've been looking for so long, have you found anything?"

"Hmm." Leng Yulai responded somewhat irritably, her gaze still fixed on the screen. "No... not a single flaw."

"The surveillance footage is complete, and the entry and exit records at the dormitory building entrance match perfectly. He definitely did not leave the college that night."

Leng Yaozhu looked at her sister's furrowed brows, then at the frozen image on the screen of Lu Jun running out of the dormitory building in the early morning, and said softly, "Since you care so much, why don't we go to Lu Jun's place now? Ask him in person? Or... use some special methods to investigate?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yulai finally looked away, remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook her head, a complex expression of weariness and relief on her face: "Forget it, sister. Over the past six months, I've tried to probe him so many times, and you've seen his ability to play dumb. His eyes are crystal clear, and his answers are impeccable. Even if we were to kidnap him now and interrogate him thoroughly, what results could we possibly get?"

"If he's determined not to talk, are we supposed to torture him?"

“That’s definitely not acceptable, and we absolutely cannot do that. Regardless of whether he was the one who saved me that day, treating a child or a savior like this is unacceptable. Otherwise, how can we live with ourselves?”

(End of this chapter)