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

Chapter 163 Oh no, they're really going to come after the Tang Sect!
"Cleaned up."

After confirming that nothing had been missed, Lu Jun turned his attention to another goal of the trip.

The Tang Clan branch's inventory.

Ignoring the ice sculptures scattered on the ground, he traversed the frozen passages, and with his powerful mental strength and the perception of the Ice Emperor, easily found the core treasure hidden deep within the base.

The heavy alloy door was instantly frozen into fragile ice crystals by a casual flick of the Ice Abyss Sword, and then shattered into dust by an invisible chill.

However, the moment he stepped into the treasure vault, Lu Jun's brows furrowed beneath his mask.

The large warehouse was filled with shelves and boxes, but the contents were rather unremarkable.

The piles of standard-issue soul tool parts were of only average quality and were like scrap metal to Lu Jun, who possessed a divine artifact.

Some of the medicinal herbs marked with their year of manufacture had very little spiritual energy and were clearly of the lowest grade, not even qualified to be snacks for the Ice Abyss Sword.

There was a pile of federal currency and rare metals in the corner. Although there was a considerable amount, these worldly possessions held little appeal for Lu Jun's level.

The only things that caught the eye were a few rare metal crystals containing special energy, but they were too small to be of any use.

"Poverty-stricken." Ice Emperor commented bluntly in his mental sea, "It seems that this so-called branch is just an insignificant node in the vast Tang Sect system."

"The real core resources are probably concentrated in the hands of the headquarters and those top experts."

Lu Jun was also somewhat disappointed. He casually collected the few rare metal crystals and some special materials that might be needed, and then turned his attention to a control panel deep inside the treasure vault.

That's the branch's task management system.

He stepped forward and tapped his fingers lightly on the frozen control panel. A chilling blue aura seeped in, forcibly activating some of the core functions.

The light screen lit up, displaying a dense array of mission records and internal information.

Lu Jun quickly browsed through the pages.

Soon, several highly encrypted internal instructions and records caught his attention.

Records show that the Sea God's Token was not as rare as he had imagined.

As the highest-level emergency assistance method of the Tang Clan, almost every important branch stationed there was granted a Sea God Token.

This is one of the trump cards that the Tang Clan headquarters uses to ensure strong control over local areas and to deal with sudden crises that could lead to the extermination of the entire clan.

"so much?"

Lu Jun's heart skipped a beat, and then an indescribable surge of joy welled up inside him.

He was afraid before he met Tang San.

But now, he is genuinely happy.

He turned his head sharply and looked at the Ice Abyss Sword floating beside him.

"Energy, god-king level energy."

Lu Jun's eyes shone with an astonishing light, and a bold, almost insane plan instantly took shape in his mind.

"If...if only I could visit every Tang Sect branch that holds the Sea God's Token..."

He muttered to himself, his voice burning with greed.

"Feed all those summoned Tang San projections...to the Ice Abyss Sword!"

This idea spread like wildfire, instantly igniting his ambition.

The Abyss Plane is currently difficult to find, but right now, the Tang Sect and their Sea God Token are practically an inexhaustible source of divine energy.

What could be a more perfect source of energy?
He devoured the projection of the God King, strengthened the divine artifact, and then used this power to wreak havoc on more Tang Sect sites.

A perfect cycle.

Lu Jun licked his dry lips, a cold and cruel smile curving his lips.

He forcibly copied the key information from the mission system regarding the locations of other branches and the strength of the powerful figures stationed there, and stored it in his special soul tool.

Then, with a flick of his finger, a chilling blue aura instantly invaded the core of the control panel, completely freezing and shattering the internal storage without leaving a trace. After a final glance at the frozen, ransacked, and deathly silent branch, Lu Jun felt no more attachment.

The figure transformed into a blurry white shadow, silently departing along the path it had come from.

They came stealthily and left without a trace.

All the monitoring equipment had already been completely frozen and destroyed by the cold air at the level of the laws when the Ice Abyss Sword first appeared.

All the survivors, including those Soul Masters who might have been able to transmit information through special means, were turned into eternal ice sculptures.

The entire branch was wiped out as if by an invisible, cold giant hand, without any alarm or trace.

"Let's go, Hyotei."

Lu Jun stopped looking at the chaotic Tang Clan branch and turned to walk towards the entrance.

The azure light curtain that enveloped the passage vanished the moment Tang San was swallowed up.

"The harvest here is quite substantial, and the commotion has... exceeded expectations."

His tone was calm, but his steps were unusually light.

With a divine artifact in hand and plenty of energy, he unexpectedly caused a certain hypocritical god-king to fall flat on his face...

This disruption was well worth the price of admission.

Ice Emperor snorted in his mind, seemingly still processing the shock of Tang San's foolish act of falling below godhood, but he tacitly approved of Lu Jun's decision.

Alone with a sword, stepping over the ice crystals and amidst the silent terror, his figure swiftly disappeared at the end of the passage.

All that remained was a Tang Sect branch that was completely frozen, deathly silent, with all its high-level combat forces wiped out, and unable to even send out a distress signal.

And a bizarre story that is destined to cause a huge upheaval in the realm of gods: a projection of a sea god was eaten like takeout by a very heavy sword.

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Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy

Lu Jun hurriedly returned to his dormitory. The white clothes he wore, stained with blood and cold, instantly turned into ice crystals and dissipated. The Ice Abyss Sword also disappeared into his body, and he switched the Ice Abyss Sword back to its normal form.

Lu Jun usually uses the Ice Abyss Sword in its normal form, so that basically no one can tell that it is a divine weapon.

If it were to use its divine artifact form, that is, the Ice Abyss Sword in its true form, look at the difference between this one and the last one. Ha, it would be recognized almost instantly.

If he were to openly reveal the divine artifact, he would probably be instantly killed the moment he showed his face.

The room was warm and cozy, a stark contrast to the frozen hellish Tang Clan branch.

Lu Jun walked to the window and looked at the quiet night view of the academy outside. The lights were twinkling, and students walked by in twos and threes, full of vitality and order.

He took a deep breath of the warm air, which carried the fragrance of grass and trees, and felt the Ice Abyss Sword within his body become even more profound and powerful after absorbing the projection of the Sea God. A sense of satisfaction from being in control of everything welled up within him.

This infiltration was flawless.

They made a clean getaway, leaving no trace.

"A very fruitful harvest," Lu Jun said to the Ice Emperor in his spiritual sea, his tone calm but carrying a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

Hyotei's cool voice rang out, tinged with a hint of amusement:
"Next, you're not really planning to hunt down Tang San's divine sense and chase after Tang Sect branches all over the continent, are you?"

"Why not?" Lu Jun's lips curled up slightly, his eyes flashing with cold light. "The Tang Clan wants to kill me, so it's only right that I smash their place."

"What's more, they also thoughtfully provided such excellent compensation."

"If you don't go and get it, you're not human."

He turned and walked towards the bathroom, preparing to wash away the last trace of the cold air that didn't belong here.

The dormitory lights were warm and peaceful, as if the bloody and bizarre god-slaying feast that had just taken place in a distant underground had never happened.

(End of this chapter)