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

Chapter 161 Tang San has appeared, Tang San is doomed.

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the space, resounding directly into the depths of Lu Jun's soul, carrying an undeniable authority.

Lu Jun's slashing motion suddenly froze. He slowly turned around.

In the center of the passage, all traces of Li Zhanshan's existence are now just frozen fragments scattered everywhere, reeking of blood.

Above the pile of blood and flesh, a figure floated silently.

He was dressed in magnificent azure divine attire, his long, sea-blue hair was casually draped over his shoulders, his face was handsome and refined, a gentle smile played on his lips, and his eyes were as deep as the ocean that encompasses all things.

It emanated a soft blue divine light, appearing sacred and majestic.

Simply by standing there, he seemed to become the center of this world, suppressing even the extreme cold domain of the Ice Abyss Sword to its limit, only able to linger a few feet around him.

Sea God, Tang San!
He looked at Lu Jun, who held the Ice Abyss Sword and whose surrounding space was distorted and blurred. His gentle gaze seemed to penetrate all pretense, and his voice remained calm and unwavering:

"Lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Killing is not the right path. With such a divine weapon and such great power, why not submit to my Tang Clan?"

"Only by upholding justice and helping the world can we live up to the gifts we have been given. What do you think?"

Those gentle words, like a spring breeze and gentle rain, carried a chilling pressure that was even more piercing than the extreme cold of the Ice Abyss Sword, penetrating straight to the depths of the soul.

It's as if refusing means being at odds with the whole world.

Tang San's gentle, compassionate smile remained on his face, but his gaze, like the most greedy venomous snake, was tightly coiled around the Ice Abyss Sword in Lu Jun's hand, which shimmered with liquid, icy light.

The burning desire surging deep within his eyes almost scorched through his carefully maintained refined exterior.

"What an amazing creation." Tang San's voice remained calm and gentle, as if he were admiring a rare treasure. "It contains such pure extreme cold laws, and has even given birth to an independent will and soul."

"Should I address you as the divine artifact itself, or... this young friend wielding the sword?"

His gaze seemed to penetrate the distorted mosaic of space surrounding Lu Jun, carrying a hint of inquiry and undisguised interest.

"What must a divine artifact with its own consciousness have been like in its prime? It's truly captivating."

He took a step forward, and a soft divine light spread out, carrying an irresistible allure:

“Power should not be wasted in killing and fighting.”

"If you are willing to serve me, we can join hands, using the Tang Sect as our base and this divine artifact as our guide, to explore a wider world and climb to the highest realm that even the God Realm has never reached."

"Friend, how about we cooperate and share this supreme glory?"

The passage was deathly silent, with only the deep hum of the Ice Abyss Sword responding. The blurry white-clad figure remained silent, and the distorted force field of space rippled slightly.

Just as Tang San thought the other party was weighing the pros and cons, and the all-controlling smile on his lips was about to deepen.

Lu Jun sneered:
"Oh, a collaboration?"

"Go eat shit."

"..."

Tang San's flawless, gentle smile froze instantly.

A very subtle, almost imperceptible twitch flashed across the corner of his eye, only to be replaced by a deeper, colder chill.

His once all-encompassing azure eyes were now filled with chilling coldness.

"Stubborn to the end." Tang San's voice remained calm, but it had lost all warmth, leaving only the indifference of a god's judgment. "It seems that only by letting you personally experience the insurmountable chasm between mortals and gods can you understand what reverence and submission are."

Before he finished speaking, his fair and slender right hand, which seemed to contain the power of the ocean, casually reached out and grabbed at Lu Jun.

Lu Jun felt an indescribable and irresistible divine power descend upon him in an instant.

The spatial distortion field around him shattered silently, like a fragile soap bubble.

Even more terrifying was that his right hand, which was holding the sword, seemed to be tightly bound by invisible shackles, and his five fingers uncontrollably loosened.

"Whoosh!" The Ice Abyss Sword flew out of his hand, transforming into a stream of dark blue light, and landed steadily in Tang San's outstretched palm.

"Though divine weapons are powerful, they ultimately require wise wielders..." Tang San gripped the hilt of the Ice Abyss Sword, his face once again displaying that serene smile of control and superiority, as if preparing to deliver a declaration of victory.

He lowered his head, preparing to carefully examine this peerless artifact that he so coveted.

However, the moment his fingertips touched the hilt of the sword...

"Ok?"

Tang San's smile froze abruptly, replaced by utter astonishment.

The seemingly light and ethereal Ice Abyss Sword, flowing with liquid light, transformed the moment it fell into his hands, as if into a...

No, it was ten, a hundred super mountains, whose weight pressed down on Tang San with an unimaginable heaviness that exceeded the limits of his cognition.

"Pfft."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the high and mighty Sea God Tang San, radiating divine brilliance, was caught off guard and stumbled from the light longsword in his hand, falling face down in an extremely ungraceful manner onto the frozen, incredibly hard alloy ground!
"Boom!"

A dull bang.

Divine light shone everywhere, and ice shards flew in all directions.

They made a perfect face-plant.

Tang San's handsome and refined face slammed hard onto the ice.

The azure divine armor on his body flashed violently, as if trying its best to counteract the sudden and absurd gravitational impact.

"Pfft!" Tang San suddenly raised his head, and a trace of pale golden blood composed of pure divine energy even spilled from the corner of his mouth. His face was a mixture of shock, shame, anger and disbelief. Where was the majesty of the Sea God?

The way he looked at the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand was as if he were looking at a monster.

Lu Jun stood still, the distorted spatial force field around him stabilizing again, and he silently watched this scene.

Through the blurred force field, his gaze clearly conveyed a sense of care for the mentally challenged, like watching a fool perform acrobatics.

"impossible!"

Tang San let out a low roar, filled with shame and anger.

He gripped the hilt of the Ice Abyss Sword tightly with both hands, veins bulging on his arms, pouring his vast, ocean-like divine power into them without reservation, trying to lift this damned sword.

"Drink ah ah ah!"

The radiance of divine power shone wildly around him, and even space itself groaned and distorted under his terrifying power.

The solid ice on the ground is cracking inch by inch.

However, the Ice Abyss Sword remained completely still.

It lay quietly in Tang San's hand, the flowing liquid aurora seemingly carrying a hint of mockery.

No matter how much divine power Tang San exerted, his face turning red from holding it in, the sword seemed to be welded to this space, not even trembling slightly.

"What... what the hell is this thing?" Tang San was horrified. He finally realized that the strangeness of this sword was far beyond his imagination.

This is not weight in the conventional sense, but rather a form of existence that touches upon the fundamental rules of the universe.

His divine power was like an ant trying to shake a tree before him.

It seems that there is a rule that no one can lift this sword without the owner's permission.

The level of this power of rules is even higher than that of God King Tang San!

(End of this chapter)