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

Chapter 457 Harosa's Mysterious Teacher
After saying that, Harosa took the lead and entered the plane of the dead.

Following closely behind Harosa, Lu Jun stepped into the entrance of the gray-black passage, which was filled with a contradictory aura of deathly stillness and holiness.

A slight feeling of weightlessness came from the spatial shift, and the next moment, a cold, dry air carrying a faint smell of decaying dust rushed into my nostrils.

The scene before him suddenly opened up, and even the well-informed Lu Jun couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart.

This is a world with extremely dim lighting.

There were no clouds in the sky, nor was there the familiar blue; instead, there was a somber, almost eternal twilight-like tone.

In the center of this eerie sky, a sun was hanging.

But that was no normal sun; it was a deep, dark black that seemed to absorb all light, while at its edge, it emitted a mysterious and cold purple halo.

It was the faint purple light emitted by this black sun that barely illuminated this desolate world, casting an ominous purplish-black hue over everything.

The land was undulating, and as far as the eye could see, it was an extremely desolate scene.

There was no trace of any plants, only pitch-black soil and rocks, as if stained by endless death.

The chilling cold did not come from temperature, but from the level of the soul, constantly surging in from all directions, trying to erode all life.

What impressed Lu Jun the most was the view in the distance.

At the horizon, an army too vast to be described in words marched forward with a constant, unyielding pace.

Those were endless skeleton soldiers.

They are clad in rusty yet still sturdy black armor, wielding broken but sharp bone knives or massive bone shields, and their eye sockets glow with pure and blazing golden soul fire.

They were silent yet disciplined, their steps perfectly synchronized, surging forward like a black tide of death.

Lu Jun's heart stirred, and he quietly activated his Divine Eye.

The field of vision stretched and penetrated instantly, revealing a more distant and expansive scene.

Behind that endless sea of ​​skeletons lies an even more terrifying undead army.

Slow-moving yet incredibly strong zombies and abominations with grotesque stitches on their bodies; necromancers floating in mid-air, wielding bone staffs and chanting death incantations with eerie energy; and death knights riding skeletal warhorses, clad in heavy armor, wielding rune-inscribed longswords and issuing silent commands.

The sky was not empty either.

Swarms of small, yet sharp-fanged undead vampire bats swirled like dark clouds; and enormous, jade-like skeletons, exuding an aura of extreme cold, spread their massive bone wings and soared silently.

All of this combined to form a terrifying Scourge army composed entirely of undead creatures.

All the undead creatures here exude an energy aura that, though filled with deathly stillness and coldness, contains, at its core, an indescribable, pure, and sacred attribute.

This perfect unity of the opposing attributes of life and death creates an extremely strong sense of contrast, which is both eerie and inexplicably solemn.

At the very end of the direction in which this endless undead army was marching, Lu Jun witnessed an even more astonishing scene.

Enormous gates of the dead, constructed from pale bones and twisted souls, stood majestically.

Each door emanated intense spatial fluctuations, and from the other side of the door, faintly emanated the abyssal energy fluctuations—a force both extremely repulsive and familiar, filled with destructive and devouring desires.

This sacred Scourge army is constantly and relentlessly pouring into those undead gates, engaged in an endless and brutal war against some terrifying abyss on the other side of those gates.

Lu Jun frowned deeply, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

Are they... fighting against the Abyss Dimension?
In a place unseen and unknown to any of us, there exists a defensive line made of undead creatures, resisting the invasion of the abyss?!
Just then, Harosa, who was leading the way, seemed to notice Lu Jun's shock and confusion. Without turning around, he explained in a calm voice: "This place has long been developed quite well by the Spirit Pagoda. Any undead creature in this plane can sign a special undead contract with a suitable Soul Master and become their soul spirit, as long as they are willing."

He paused and added:

"And all my souls originated from this."

After saying that, Harosa suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He raised his head, gazing into the desolate distance of this lifeless world, his tone becoming unusually respectful as he said in a deep voice:
"Teacher, please open a door leading to the core of the Douluo Star Plane."

teacher?

These two words exploded in Lu Jun's heart like a thunderclap.

Harosa's teacher?

Is it still in the plane of the dead?

Could it be that legendary... Necromancer, the creator of the undead calamity, a legend from another dimension, Elex?
He's actually still alive?

And it's right here in this undead plane?

Just as Lu Jun was deeply shaken, a somewhat unfamiliar voice, gentle yet carrying a hint of age and boundless depth, seemed to come from all directions, and seemed to resonate directly in the depths of his soul:

"Ah... It's Little Ha. Welcome, honored guests, to the Land of the Dead. The door is open for you."

The moment the words fell, the space in front of the two of them distorted, and a bright gate, constructed entirely of soft white light and completely out of place with the surrounding deathly silence, appeared out of thin air without a sound.

The space within the gate possesses a spatial power that is more ancient and primordial than that of the teleportation arrays outside.

Harosa looked at Lu Jun, gestured for him to enter, and then stepped into the portal first.

Suppressing his shock and countless questions, Lu Jun took a deep breath and followed closely behind, stepping through the portal leading to the most core secret place of Douluo Star.

As the two figures completely disappeared into the portal, the portal vanished silently from its original location, just as it had appeared, leaving no trace.

……

The scene before my eyes changed once again.

When Lu Jun's vision cleared, he found himself in a wondrous space that defied description.

There is no concept of up, down, left, or right here; it's as if you're in a chaotic nebula.

All around were countless flowing, intertwining, and colliding bands of light, composed of the purest energy and laws, presenting a colorful yet harmonious and unified spectrum of hues.

A gentle yet powerful life force, the weighty power of the earth, the ethereal rhythm of the wind, the fiery essence of fire, the vast ripples of water…

All the fundamental elements of energy that constitute the world exist and resonate here in their most primitive and original state.

It's as if you can feel the pulse and heartbeat of the entire Douluo Star just by breathing in the air here.

This is the nascent world, the origin of all life and energy.

Harosa's voice broke the silence of this primordial land, his tone carrying an unusual solemnity:

"This is the core origin of the Douluo plane. Fortunately, it has not been truly invaded so far."

(End of this chapter)