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

Chapter 456 The Origin Power of the Douluo Plane?

Lu Jun stepped into the magnificent and technologically advanced hall of the Spirit Pagoda headquarters. The interior was softly lit, and people came and went, yet everything was orderly.

He was about to ask someone about the whereabouts of Hades Douluo Halosa when he saw the air in front of him suddenly ripple like water.

A deep gray current of air appeared silently, as if it were a shadow from another dimension.

The airflow quickly condensed and shaped, and in the next moment, a figure clearly appeared.

With long black hair and skin whiter than a dead person, emanating a strange aura that seemed to exist between life and death, who else could it be but Hades Douluo Harosa?
He seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

Harosa slightly raised her chin, her gaze seemingly falling on Lu Jun, and said in a calm and even voice:

"Sir, you were looking for me?"

Lu Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced around with the corner of his eye.

“There’s no one around.” Harosa seemed to see through his thoughts and said directly, “Even if there were, no one could hear a thing about our conversation under my mental blockade.”

This almost prophetic entrance and confident tone left Lu Jun speechless for a moment.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset; since the other party was so direct, he also got straight to the point:
"I currently have five 100,000-year-old water-attribute soul bones. I'd like to ask if there's any channel or method to exchange them for 100,000-year-old ice-attribute soul bones?"

Harosa's answer was without hesitation, concise and clear:
"Have."

"Where?" Lu Jun pressed.

Harosa didn't answer directly, but instead turned slightly to the side and gestured for them to proceed.
"follow me."

However, Lu Jun did not move.

He simply stood there, his gaze calm yet scrutinizing as he looked at Harosa. His posture appeared relaxed, but his aura was actually restrained, like a sharp sword hidden in its sheath, ready to unleash a devastating blow at any moment.

The chilling aura of the Ice Abyss Sword circulated slightly within his body.

Lu Jun's caution seemed to surprise Halosa somewhat, but he showed no emotion and instead nodded understandingly.

“I understand your caution,” Harosa said calmly. “It is wise to remain vigilant when you are not entirely sure whether I am friend or foe.”

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone carrying a strange frankness:

"But I'm sure you can feel my sincerity. I already knew your true identity, but I've never revealed it to anyone."

"Of course, with your current strength, even if I were to say it now, it would probably no longer pose a real threat to you."

He paused and continued:

“When you were at your weakest and most vulnerable, I did not do anything to harm you. This... is perhaps the greatest act of integrity I could demonstrate.”

Lu Jun listened in silence. The other person's words were logically clear and consistent with the facts.

When he needed to hide the most, Harosa did choose to remain silent and even protect him.

This timely help is far more meaningful than adding to someone's already good fortune.

“That’s true.” Lu Jun nodded slightly, his guard relaxing a little.

Without further hesitation, he stepped toward Halosa.

"Then I'll trouble you to lead the way."

"Hmm," Harosa responded simply, then turned and led the way.

The two walked through the headquarters lobby, took the private soul-guided elevator, and arrived in silence at a high-rise office with an extremely simple and even somewhat cold style.

There are no superfluous decorations here, only necessary office equipment and a huge bookshelf that occupies an entire wall, filled with various ancient books and soul guide data storage disks.

Upon entering the office, Harosa walked straight to one side of a smooth, mirror-like metal wall. He reached out and placed his fingers precisely on a very inconspicuous gray rune on the wall, which appeared to be merely a decorative pattern.

A soft light emanated from the runes beneath his fingertips and spread rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, the entire wall slid open to both sides without a sound, revealing not another room behind it, but a stable rotating silver teleportation portal that emitted faint spatial fluctuations.

The surface of the light gate flowed like mercury, obscuring the view on the other side.

"follow me."

Harosa spoke succinctly, taking the lead as he stepped into the portal of light, his figure instantly swallowed by the silver light.

After a moment's thought, Lu Jun slightly circulated the Ice Abyss Sword Intent within his body to protect himself, and then stepped in.

With a flash of light, the sensation of spatial shift vanished in the blink of an eye.

The scene in front of me suddenly became clear.

It was no longer that simple office, but a huge, spacious, and extremely high-ceilinged circular hall.

The hall's overall style is simple yet magnificent, its materials neither gold nor stone, shimmering with a dim luster. The light primarily comes from the enormous, slowly rotating, complex silver halo in the center of the hall.

The halo was entirely composed of countless profound soul power runes and energy lines, resembling a sophisticated interstellar compass, emitting powerful and stable spatial fluctuations. Different areas of the halo connected to several spatial passage entrances, each with a different color and aura.

Most of the entrances to the passageways exuded a strong elemental aura.

The fiery red, the gentle blue, the vibrant green, the heavy earthy yellow... these are clearly the exclusive elemental realms that the Spirit Pagoda uses to connect to those suitable for Soul Masters of different attributes to cultivate.

However, Lu Jun's gaze was immediately drawn to one of the completely different entrances to the passage.

The entrance was an extremely deep, dark gray-black color, seemingly capable of swallowing all light.

Unlike the other passages, the entrance edge was not filled with stable energy; instead, it was permeated with a faint, writhing, and flowing gray mist, as if it were alive.

Its aura is extremely peculiar, cold and deathly still, as if leading to the end of all things, making one's soul feel a chill and repulsion involuntarily. But in this extreme stillness, there is also a strange, indescribable, pure and ancient sense of divine light.

Above the entrance, four large characters are inscribed in an extremely ancient and vigorous script:

The Necropolis.

Lu Jun was no stranger to this place.

It had been two or three years since he last came to receive the spiritual baptism of Huo Yuhao's Eye of Asura.

"This place must be very familiar to you, sir," Harosa's calm voice rang out from the side, devoid of any emotion.

Lu Jun looked at him, raising an eyebrow slightly:

"Are you going to take me in?"

“That’s right,” Harosar nodded. “We need to simply traverse this undead plane. Then… we can reach our destination via the fastest, and most secretive, path.”

He paused, his gaze seeming to deepen, and slowly uttered the words that startled even Lu Jun:

"The place where the original power of the Douluo Star plane is stored."

Lu Jun: "?"

The fundamental power of the planes?

Does this thing... actually exist in a specific location, and can be found and accessed?

How can Harosa get an ice-attribute soul bone by taking him there?
In an instant, countless questions flooded Lu Jun's mind.

(End of this chapter)