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

With only his sword, Lu Jun built the strongest barrier for his companions, keeping all the storms and carnage outside.

He himself was completely at the very center of this storm, enduring the most rapid and intense attacks!
A frenzied charge, a relentless counterattack.

The more frantic the enemy became, the calmer and more deadly Lu Jun's sword became!
Raise your sword! Slash! Sweep!

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Sword light flashed, like the sigh of death, and three more Soul Emperors who tried to flank the enemy fell to the ground, their Soul Skills vanishing without a trace.

One man is in charge, no one can open it!

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. May your soul rest in peace."

Lu Jun flicked his sword again, piercing the throat of a Soul Emperor who attacked from the air. His gaze was like lightning, and his murderous aura swept across the front.

Those icy eyes were like tangible blades, causing the hearts of the remaining enemies to stop abruptly.

The next moment, he moved, weaving through the remaining enemies. Each flash of his sword brought with it a spray of blood and a scream that abruptly stopped.

In the blink of an eye, apart from the Golden Tiger Soul Saint who was still struggling to hold on, all the Soul Emperors and Soul Saints who tried to break through the defense line were killed by him with lightning speed!

However, even the best-laid plans can have flaws. Just as Lu Jun was clearing out the last few powerful enemies, a Soul Emperor with a cultivation level of 69 and known for his speed, managed to break through Lu Jun's defenses by narrowly missing the edge of the sword light, thanks to the acceleration provided by his two-word battle armor and a strange stealth soul skill.

His face was filled with the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster and a ferocious killing intent as he rushed straight towards Yuanen Yehui, Gu Yuena, and the others behind him.

In his mind, he was a Soul Emperor of level 69, and he also possessed a two-word battle armor. Dealing with these kids who were on average Soul King level and might not even have complete battle armor, as long as he didn't run into a monster like Lu Jun, he could easily crush them.
Killing a few first would be enough to distract or even break Lu Jun!
However, just as he was having a sweet dream, and was about to strike Yuanen Yehui, who was at the forefront, with a deadly soul skill in his hand.

A silver spear light, like a long-dormant venomous dragon, appeared silently yet faster than he could react, suddenly piercing out from his blind spot.

"Pfft——!"

Before he could react, the silver spear, flowing with seven-colored light, ignored the formidable defense of his two-word battle armor and pierced his chest with precision and ease, like a hot knife through butter, entering from the front and exiting from the back.

"How...how is it possible?"

The Soul Emperor's sinister smile froze instantly, replaced by boundless horror and disbelief.

He looked down at the silver spearhead piercing his chest, feeling his life force rapidly draining away, his mind going blank.

"My two-word battle armor... was actually breached by a mere Soul King like you?"

It was Gu Yuena who made the move.

A few drops of warm blood splattered on her pretty cheeks, but instead of ruining her beauty, they added to her heroic and cold demeanor as a female general on the battlefield.

Gu Yuena snorted coldly, flicked her wrist, and swung the Silver Dragon Spear violently.

"get out."

The Soul Emperor was flung away like a broken sack, crashing heavily to the ground dozens of meters away. He twitched twice before falling silent, his eyes still filled with extreme shock and resentment.

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

The battlefield, once filled with the deafening shouts of battle, was now reduced to the howling wind and the heavy stench of blood. The Golden Tiger Soul Saint, still locked in combat with Lu Jun, staggered back after a direct clash, witnessing Gu Yuena's instant kill of a level 69 Soul Emperor with a single spear thrust. He then glanced at the frozen corpses and remains of his companions scattered around him…

He was completely dumbfounded.

My mind went blank, and immense fear washed over me like ice water.

Holding the Ice Abyss Sword, which remained spotless, Lu Jun slowly walked towards him, his footsteps sounding exceptionally clear in the deathly silent street.

"Your Golden Tiger Martial Soul is indeed quite formidable," Lu Jun said calmly, as if evaluating an item. "Your defense and strength are both top-notch. To completely kill you, it will probably take me a lot of effort and soul power."

Upon hearing this, Golden Tiger Soul Saint seemed to have grasped a lifeline. He immediately forced a smile that was more like a grimace, nodding hastily in agreement, his voice trembling with fear:
"Yes, yes, yes! You're right, brother!"

"Killing me would be too costly, not worth it at all! Since that's the case, why don't we each take a step back and pretend this never happened? If you let me go, you'll not only save your soul power, but I'll also save my life. It's a win-win situation, right?"

He tried to persuade Lu Jun with the promise of benefits, his eyes filled with hope.

Upon hearing this, Lu Jun actually nodded, seemingly persuaded.

What you said makes some sense.

Golden Tiger Soul Saint was overjoyed and almost knelt down to kowtow:
"Brother, you are wise! Brother, you are wise!"

"However..." Lu Jun changed the subject, "You think you can just leave without any proof? You have to tell me some valuable information as payment for your life. This is a deal, understand?"

"I understand! I understand! I understand!" Golden Tiger Soul Saint nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice. "Brother, what do you want to know? As long as I know it, I will tell you everything I know!"

Lu Jun asked directly:

"Just how many men did you send to Aolai City to hunt me down this time?"

Without hesitation, Golden Tiger Soul Saint revealed everything in order to save his life:
"Everyone! Everyone!"

"In the Tang Sect Fighting Soul Hall system, almost all the fighters in the vicinity of the East Coast who can arrive in time have received orders and are heading towards Aolai City!"

"We're just the fastest vanguard in the first wave. There are plenty of others to follow. Brother, it's definitely wise of you to let me go. Killing me would consume too much of your soul power. Save it for the enemies behind you."

He emphasized how difficult it was to kill him and the dangers that followed, trying to increase his chances of survival.

"Yes, you're right." Lu Jun nodded thoughtfully, then gave a seemingly gentle smile. "Alright, the deal is done. You can leave now."

"Really...really?" Golden Tiger Soul Saint could hardly believe his ears; happiness had come too suddenly!
Fearing that Lu Jun might change his mind, he quickly confirmed.

"Really, get lost." Lu Jun waved his hand and even turned away, seemingly no longer paying attention to him.

"Thank you, brother. I'm deeply grateful. Until we meet again!"

Golden Tiger Soul Saint was overjoyed, his voice trembling with excitement. He immediately turned around, exposing his back to Lu Jun without any defenses, and burst out with his fastest speed, wanting to get away from this terrifying god of death as soon as possible!
However, just as this Golden Tiger Soul Saint turned around and rushed less than ten meters away, completely relaxed his mind, thinking he had escaped with his life, he suddenly...

Without warning, a pitch-black rift suddenly opened up in the space before him. (End of Chapter)