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

Chapter 432 Returns to the Place Where We Landed on Douluo Continent Ten Thousand Years Ago
"Level 100?!"

Upon hearing this, Hyotei gasped, causing even the surrounding ice elements to pause slightly.

She instantly converted it into the system of soul beasts, her voice tinged with shock:
"For a soul beast, wouldn't that mean nearly a million years of cultivation? How is that possible? When did such a monster appear on the continent?"

“That’s roughly the right way to understand it,” Lu Jun replied. “The Demon Emperor’s true form is not a land-based soul beast, but rather originates from the vast and deep ocean. She is the overlord among sea soul beasts and the queen of the deep-sea demon whale clan.”

"To be more precise, she is the widow of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, who ruled the boundless ocean and whose cultivation was infinitely close to the million-year level, about 20,000 years ago."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the shocked faces of Hyotei and Leng Yaozhu, before dropping even more bombshell information:
"Back then, her husband, the powerful Deep Sea Demon Whale King, was killed by Tang San at the critical moment when he was trying to break through to a million years of cultivation."

"From then on, she completely transferred this hatred of burning the heavens onto all of humanity."

"After lying low for ten thousand years and accumulating power, they finally took control of the Holy Spirit Cult. Their ultimate goal is to overthrow the entire human civilization."

"This...this kind of secret...how...how do you know so much about it? It's not even recorded in the most core confidential files of the Spirit Pagoda!"

Leng Yaozhu was completely dumbfounded. Her red lips parted slightly, and her gaze toward Lu Jun was filled with disbelief and shock.

Any one of these pieces of intelligence, if leaked out, would be enough to cause a huge uproar on the mainland, yet he knew them all like the back of his hand.

Lu Jun simply turned his head and smiled slightly at her, but did not explain.

Now that he has decided to stop deliberately hiding from Leng Yaozhu, these insights from the original work are now one of his most important bargaining chips.

Of course, he needs to verify for himself how much the world has been skewed as a result.

Just then, the Ice Jade Scorpion swarm gathered around suddenly stirred. They thrashed their tails restlessly, making a series of clicking sounds, as they sent messages to Ice Emperor.

Hyotei listened intently, her delicate brows furrowing deeper and deeper, her expression growing increasingly solemn.

Suddenly, countless tiny ice crystals and snowflakes gathered in the air beside Lu Jun, outlining a cold and aloof figure.

The Snow Empress appeared quietly. As soon as she appeared, the surrounding cold seemed to come alive, gently enveloping her.

She spoke in a deep, ethereal voice: "Bing'er's people say that the core source of the pollution is not dispersed, but is located in the very center of the restricted area."

"A terrifying, dark, and polluted zone has formed there, filled with a suffocating atmosphere of despair. The source of the torment and corruption that their race has suffered over the past century all comes from there."

"Although I don't know how that person called the Demon Emperor did it, the problem should lie here."

"Then let's go."

Without any hesitation, Lu Jun took a step forward and led the way.

Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor immediately followed closely behind, one on the left and one on the right. Leng Yaozhu hesitated only slightly before suppressing her myriad thoughts and quickly catching up.

The Ice Jade Scorpion swarm ahead seemed to possess intelligence, parting to the sides like a tide, creating a wide and straight passage leading directly into the darkness of the deepest part of the forbidden zone.

On both sides of the passage were countless compound eyes shimmering with emerald light, silently watching the group of humans and soul beasts venturing deep into the forbidden area. A silence filled the air, a mixture of awe, anticipation, and unease.

The deeper they went, the dimmer the surrounding light became, and a cold, sticky feeling gradually replaced the original dry and harsh cold of the far north, as if invisible black tentacles were trying to entangle and erode their protective energy.

Finally, they passed through the last ice wall barrier, and the view before them opened up, which shocked everyone.

The first thing that catches the eye is the shocking, enormous scar in the sky. A spatial rift, seemingly forcibly torn apart by an immense force, stretches across the gray sky.

It twisted menacingly, its edges flashing with dangerous energy turbulence, faintly exuding a chilling aura of nothingness.

The crack was so vast and so deep that it seemed to have existed since time immemorial and would continue until the very end of eternity.

"This is……"

Leng Yaozhu gasped in shock, her beautiful eyes widening in disbelief at the scene that resembled the destruction of the world.

A hint of surprise flashed deep in Lu Jun's eyes, which then turned into understanding.

His mind raced:
"It seems this is the spacetime trajectory I created when I first descended upon this world... I never imagined the energy impact would be so violent, permanently tearing apart the spatial structure, a wound that will take ten thousand years to heal."

His gaze moved downwards. Directly below that terrifying spatial rift, on the ground, lay an enormous ice cave.

It looked as if it had been violently struck by a meteorite from outer space, or as if it had been pierced straight through by a giant sword that had split the heavens. It was bottomless, with its edges made of jagged, twisted, millennia-old ice.

On this flat, snow-covered plain, the giant hole appears so abrupt and ominous.

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as a sword, and instantly discerned the subtle anomaly at the center of the giant hole.

There, there was a relatively small but unusually deep notch, the shape of which... was clearly the mark of a long sword.

There's no need to ask where the contaminated area is.

The answer, in the next moment, emerged on its own, grotesque and terrifying.

Within the spatial rift that stretched across the sky, the previously overflowing turbulent void was now mixed with strands of viscous, ink-like, writhing dark energy.

These dark energies, like living venomous snakes, climbed and flowed down the edge of the crack, dripping continuously into the huge ice cave abyss below.

Wherever they passed, even the space itself seemed to be polluted and corroded, emitting a subtle but teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.

An extremely evil, greedy, and insane will to devour all life, accompanied by a chilling sense of despair, is spreading from those dark energies and enveloping the surrounding area.

That ice cave had become a source of evil, constantly breeding and spreading darkness.

"That's it." Hyotei pointed to the space rift below which dark filth was dripping continuously. "That power... there's no mistake, it's that has tormented my people for nearly a hundred years."

Lu Jun stepped forward, his figure as imposing as a mountain and as still as a deep pool, completely blocking the oncoming evil pressure.

The Ice Abyss Sword in his hand seemed to sense its master's fighting spirit and the provocation coming from the same source. Its buzzing sound suddenly became high-pitched and clear, and the extremely cold sword energy flowing on the blade suddenly erupted, instantly dispelling, freezing, and annihilating the dark aura within a radius of several feet around him.

"Wait for me here."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a resolute decisiveness.

The next moment, before anyone could respond, he bent slightly and then stomped down.

Suddenly, a giant crater appeared in the ancient ice plain beneath his feet. Lu Jun's figure transformed into an ice-blue meteor that tore through the sky, carrying a sharp sword intent that could cut through everything, and rushed straight towards the spatial rift that was constantly flowing with darkness and filth.

(End of this chapter)