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

Chapter 300 There is another god at the Tang Sect headquarters.
Zang Xin regarded it as his life, accompanying him in his battles throughout his life. It carried his innate martial spirit of passionate swordsmanship, the Passionate Sword. The moment it came into contact with the Ice Abyss Sword, it was like fragile glass crashing into an ancient divine mountain.

Is this like throwing an egg against a rock?

The moment the two swords clashed, a single, heartbreakingly crisp sound rang out!

That divine sword, radiant with light and imbued with the sword intent of a Limit Douluo, was cleaved in two by the Ice Abyss Sword as easily as cutting tofu, from the blade to the hilt and then to the edge!
The difference between divine artifacts and mortal martial spirits was on full display at this moment.

The Ice Abyss Sword, which shattered the Passionate Sword, paused only slightly before its terrifying blade, carrying an absolute zero chill, touched the face of Zang Xin's battle armor, the very center of that sorrowful rose.

Zang Xin's four-word battle armor sensed a deadly threat and erupted with an unprecedentedly dazzling silver light.

Countless defensive runes, inscribed with soul power, flickered wildly, attempting to withstand this annihilation.

However, it was still in vain.

The blade of the Ice Abyss Sword, carrying the primal power of freezing all things, ignored the final struggle of the battle armor.

"Crack-"

Like a fine piece of porcelain struck by a heavy hammer, the magnificent and amorous battle armor mask, along with the facial armor covering it, shattered under the Ice Abyss Sword, the fragments flying like ice crystals.

"puff--"

Zang Xin was struck as if by lightning. An indescribable force, a mixture of extreme cold and destructive impact, slammed into his head through his shattered battle armor.

He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if his soul had been frozen and torn apart. He spat out a mouthful of scalding blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, which instantly condensed into blood-red ice crystals in the air.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream before his consciousness was extinguished like a candle flame in a storm.

The magnificent silver battle armor encased the unconscious body, which, like a kite with a broken string, was blasted away by the enormous impact, crashing heavily into the alloy wall behind it, which was frozen as hard as steel, and embedding itself deeply into it, its fate unknown.

Lu Jun's figure solidified in place the instant Zang Xin was knocked away.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the Ice Abyss Sword twirled in the air in a magnificent yet chilling arc, its blade, seemingly capable of freezing time and space, remaining unstained by a single drop of blood.

"Qiang."

The longsword was sheathed, emitting a clear and melodious sound.

"The four-word battle armor and your sword saved your life." Lu Jun's indifferent gaze swept over Zang Xin, who was embedded in the wall and quickly covered by frost. "Good, it saves me the trouble of deliberately holding back."

He knew it.

If it were the Ice Abyss Sword in its normal form, Zang Xin, with his four-word battle armor and Limit Douluo cultivation, might have been able to hold his own for a while.

However, facing the fully formed divine artifact, coupled with Lu Jun's Ice Abyss Sword, which has a natural suppression of weapon-type martial souls, this crushing instant kill was an inevitable result.

The difference between a martial spirit and a rank is too great.

Without glancing at the unconscious Zang Xin again, Lu Jun turned around, his divine sense like an invisible tide, instantly covering the entire core area of ​​the Tang Sect headquarters.

The ice golem army was still wreaking havoc, and the figure of the Ice Emperor was causing violent ice explosions in the distance. The entire underground fortress had been turned into a desolate, frozen ruin.

The energy core was mostly destroyed, the main control room was frozen, and the database was torn apart by ice...

The extent of the damage far exceeded expectations.

"The goal has been achieved."

Lu Jun nodded slightly.

He did not kill Zang Xin, and even deliberately controlled the power of the Ice Abyss Sword that had invaded his body at the last moment, only severely damaging his spiritual essence and making him unconscious, thus avoiding fatal blows.

The reason is simple: he came here to cause destruction and deterrence, not to kill or start a war.

Killing a few ordinary disciples and destroying some facilities would be a devastating blow to the Tang Clan and a warning that would shake its very foundation.

But if the Amorous Douluo, this pillar of the Tang Sect, were to perish here, the nature of the conflict would completely change. It would no longer be a warning, but an irreconcilable blood feud.

This will inevitably ignite the long-simmering powder keg between the Tang Sect, Shrek Academy, Spirit Pagoda, and the Federation ahead of schedule.

What Lu Jun lacks most right now is time. The Ice Abyss Sword needs to be restored, his cultivation needs to be improved, and many plans are yet to be completed.

Prematurely initiating a full-scale war that would sweep across the continent would be detrimental to him in every way.

The best strategy is to inflict a huge loss on the Tang Clan, making them feel the pain to the core, while leaving them room to maneuver and preventing them from immediately retaliating in full force.

However, just as Lu Jun's divine sense swept across the entire battlefield, preparing to issue a retreat order...

An extremely subtle yet ineffable fluctuation of supreme divinity, like the breath of a sleeping behemoth, suddenly and without warning emanated from a deep and hidden corner of the Tang Sect headquarters.

This fluctuation was extremely brief, fleeting, as if it were merely an illusion caused by Lu Jun's overly sensitive divine sense.

But Lu Jun's heart sank suddenly at that moment.

He would never be mistaken.

That's the aura of a god!
Although it is concealed and suppressed by some powerful force, like a giant beast lurking at the bottom of an abyss, its essential status is absolutely above that of ordinary people.

"It's out? Is it Tang San's Sea God Token, or... Tang Hao's?"

Lu Jun's eyes, hidden beneath his blurred face, instantly sharpened like a blade, coldly sweeping towards the direction where the aura dissipated.

"Such a brilliant concealment technique; even I was almost fooled."

Alarm bells rang in Lu Jun's mind, and a strong sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

It's not Tang San's aura.

It's something else.

"Tang Clan headquarters... Tang Hao, actually lurking here, what is his purpose?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Jun's mind.

The lurking divine aura cast a heavy shadow and introduced many variables into Lu Jun's originally planned perfect ending.

He needs to be more cautious.

Now, thanks to Lu Jun's destruction, the massive fortress that was originally hidden deep underground has been completely transformed into a giant iceberg radiating a ghostly blue light.

A thick, incredibly hard layer of ice covered every inch of the alloy walls, every passageway, and every piece of equipment.

The biting cold penetrated the earth and spread to the surface, causing the temperature in the area near Shrek City to drop by more than ten degrees.

Countless powerful figures from Shrek City were alarmed by this sudden change and the terrifying fluctuations of cold energy, and rushed over from all directions like shooting stars.

And in the deepest part of that frozen hell, in the core area that Lu Jun had cleaved open and then mended.

A terrifying divine aura, as vast as a starry sea and as majestic as the heavens, erupted without warning, like the awakening of a slumbering ancient beast.

This aura was far clearer and more powerful than Lu Jun had sensed before.

Like an invisible tide, it instantly enveloped the entire frozen Tang Sect headquarters, even penetrating the thick ice and earth, causing the Shrek City powerhouses who were rushing over to feel their souls tremble and their speed to decrease drastically.

"Lu Jun!!!"

A roar, brimming with boundless fury and seemingly capable of shattering the entire iceberg, thundered like divine lightning from the heavens, resounding throughout the frozen core area.

His voice was filled with disbelief, astonishment, and overwhelming killing intent:
"I never expected that a mere artifact spirit like you would dare to appear here? How dare you ruin my grand plan!!!"

(End of this chapter)