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

Upon hearing Lu Jun's sarcastic words, the shrunken, dim phantom of Tang San trembled violently.

He slowly, with immense difficulty, raised his head. His previously blurred face was contorted with extreme anger and resentment. His eyes, almost spitting fire, were fixed on Lu Jun, who was approaching step by step. He squeezed out three chilling words through clenched teeth:

"You're so mean."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun paused slightly, but instead of showing anger, a playful expression appeared on his face, a half-smile on his lips.

He tilted his head slightly and asked in return:
"Despicable? Ha...Aren't you, Tang San, despicable too?"

"What's so despicable about me?!"

Tang San seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and his voice suddenly rose. Even though he was at his wit's end, he still tried to maintain his usual arrogant and righteous posture, his voice carrying a kind of boastful and impassioned fervor:
"Everything I've done is for my son's smooth growth! For the future destiny of the Douluo Continent! And even more so, to maintain the peace and stability of this continent!"

His gaze was intense, as if he wanted to burn Lu Jun through, and his tone became increasingly agitated, placing all the blame on Lu Jun:

"And what about you?! Because of your appearance as a variable, the entire trajectory of the Douluo Continent has been turned upside down!"

"Because of you, I failed to guide Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of the previous era, in time, causing him to deviate from his predetermined destiny and preventing him from fulfilling the responsibilities that should have been his!"

"Because of you, the remnants of the Sun Moon Empire's royal family, who attempted to overthrow the continent ten thousand years ago and committed heinous crimes, were not completely eradicated! Even now, the descendants of the Xu family still rule the Douluo Continent! They are even the speakers of the Federation Council every generation!"

"Because of you, those evil and filthy evil soul masters were able to seize high positions in the Spirit Pagoda, colluding with the Sun and Moon Federation to defile the sacred land of soul masters!"

Tang San became increasingly agitated as he spoke, the dim light and shadow around him flickering erratically due to his intense emotions. He was completely unaware that with his roar, an invisible, extreme chill was quietly spreading out from Lu Jun's center, and the icy frost began to silently erode this golden spiritual ocean, slowly freezing everything.

"It's all because of you!" Tang San's voice was almost a roar, filled with deep-seated hatred. "The Douling Empire and the Xingluo Empire, two ancient nations with a history of ten thousand years, were actually trampled flat by the iron hooves of the Sun Moon Empire, causing the continent to be unified in the hands of these warmongers!"

"You're the culprit behind all of this!"

"Lu Jun, what is your crime?!"

His tone suddenly shifted to that of a compassionate deity, carrying a false magnanimity:

"The only way you can atone for your heinous sins is to repent, convert to the Tang Sect, and obediently hand over the super artifact that doesn't belong to you to me!"

"In this way, perhaps you can atone for all the sins you have committed!"

"Yes, well said, go on, I'm listening."

Lu Jun showed no anger whatsoever; instead, he seemed to have heard some interesting opera.

He even leisurely condensed a magnificent yet cold throne from extreme ice behind him, gracefully sat down, crossed his legs, propped his chin on one hand, and struck a pose of watching a show with great interest.

Tang San was thoroughly enraged by his contemptuous attitude. He narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice:

"Enough with the nonsense! Kill me if you must! If it weren't for the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's repeated protection of you, I would have completely erased your spirit when you were at your weakest and most depleted!"

He seemed to recall more frustrating past events, and said resentfully:
"If it weren't for that damned divine artifact that turned the far north into a forbidden zone that even the divine realm couldn't easily explore, and if it weren't for that wicked Huo Yuhao who risked his life to prevent our true forms from descending..."

"You should have been under my control long ago, how dare you act so arrogantly here today!"

Lu Jun nodded thoughtfully, as if he had heard some useful information.

He suddenly changed the subject, asking in a calm tone:
"Then do you know how I came to this Douluo Continent?" Upon hearing this, Tang San seemed to have been suddenly choked, and his excited words came to an abrupt halt.

He stared intently at Lu Jun, and after a moment, he only let out a cold, mocking laugh:

"Oh? You want to know information about yourself? Heh, no comment! Make your move, and give me a quick death!"

“But what’s the point of killing this lingering remnant of your spirit? It’s not your true form after all.” Lu Jun shifted to a more comfortable position, crossing his legs, his tone still relaxed, as if he were just chatting casually. “Tell me about it, satisfy my curiosity.”

Tang San was startled, suddenly realizing something. His expression turned extremely serious as he looked at Lu Jun with suspicion and uncertainty.

"Wait... are you using this nonsense to stall for time? What exactly is your purpose in deliberately getting on my nerves?!"

He racked his brains, but couldn't figure out Lu Jun's intention to stall for time at this moment.

But the intense sense of crisis made him dare not hesitate any longer. He roared and urged all the remaining power of this wisp of divine thought to transform into a dim golden stream of light, rushing towards Lu Jun on the ice seat with a desperate attack.

Faced with this desperate attack, Lu Jun didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

A crystal-clear yet indestructible ice wall instantly materialized out of thin air, easily blocking Tang San's impact.

"boom!"

Tang San's figure crashed hard into the ice wall, but he couldn't budge it at all. Instead, the recoil made the light and shadow even more scattered.

He futilely crashed against the ice wall, letting out angry and resentful roars:

"If you have the guts, kill me! What do you mean by humiliating me like this?!"

Lu Jun chuckled, but still didn't make any move.

Amidst the frenzied collisions, Tang San finally belatedly noticed the dramatic changes in his surroundings.

Looking around, his entire sea of ​​consciousness was covered and sealed off by an increasingly thick layer of dark blue ice, the bone-chilling cold almost freezing his thoughts.

In that instant, Tang San was completely stunned.

Wait... what is he doing?
Why did he use the power of extreme ice to completely seal off this sea of ​​spirit?

Is it to prevent me from escaping?

Impossible! My remaining divine consciousness is utterly powerless to escape...

With Lu Jun's current strength, killing me now would be an easy task for him!
Then why did he go to the trouble of sealing off the scene?

Just as Tang San was puzzled, he suddenly met Lu Jun's eyes, which had opened at some point and were now staring at him quietly.

What a pair of eyes those are.

His eyes were as deep and unfathomable as an ancient abyss, and within their depths seemed countless tiny golden runes arising and vanishing, flowing and shifting, coldly scrutinizing and dissecting every inch of his divine consciousness—and even... something deeper—in a way that transcended his comprehension. (End of Chapter)