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

"There are lots of resources, materials, and metals inside..."

As Gu Yuena moved forward quickly, she used her mental power to scan the warehouses she passed along the way, and couldn't help but whisper to Lu Jun.

"Various rare metals, semi-finished and finished soul tools, as well as a large amount of medicinal herbs and energy crystals... How much have they accumulated? This is definitely not the kind of reserves an ordinary small branch should have!"

Lu Jun's eyes were sharp as he shook his head and said:

"I don't know, but this is very abnormal. The Tang Sect is acting like hamsters, frantically hoarding supplies. What are they plotting? Wait..."

He suddenly stopped and looked at Gu Yuena:
"Gu Yue, have you noticed that deep inside the base, in that heavily guarded core area... there's a very special container?"

"My spiritual power cannot penetrate it, and I cannot perceive what is inside."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena immediately concentrated her mental energy and cautiously probed in that direction.

A moment later, her pretty face changed slightly, a hint of shock flashing in her purple eyes. She transmitted her voice to Lu Jun and said:

"I sensed it! That container... has an extremely powerful mental barrier and physical isolation on the outside, but the energy it contains... is the power of faith! A very pure and enormous power of faith!"

"What? The power of faith?"

Lu Jun's usually calm expression finally changed, and his voice carried a hint of disbelief.

"Even my spiritual power can't clearly sense it, yet the Tang Sect is secretly collecting and storing this kind of thing?"

"What exactly are they trying to do? Can you sense the specific amount involved?"

“It’s difficult to quantify precisely,” Gu Yuena said solemnly. “But this power of faith is very ancient and pure, and it cannot be collected in a short period of time.”

"Even though Aolai City is just a small city, this power of faith... has been accumulated over at least a thousand years, and its total amount is probably quite astonishing!"

She suddenly looked at Lu Jun, her tone resolute:

"We absolutely cannot let the Tang Clan succeed. This thing must either be completely destroyed, or... it must be in our own hands. We must never let such a massive amount of faith power fall into the hands of the Tang Clan!"

“I understand.” A cold glint flashed in Lu Jun’s eyes, and he made a decision in an instant.

He stopped and quickly gave orders to his companions behind him:
"Let's go together and finish this quickly. Gu Yuena and I will deal with the big guy deep inside the base. You can clean up and suppress the other small fry and resource points."

"Yes, Brother Lu!" everyone responded in unison, their fighting spirit soaring.

Lu Jun and Gu Yuena exchanged a glance, no longer holding back their speed. The two transformed into two streaks of light, one white and one silver, ignoring the sporadic resistance along the way, and rushed straight towards the heavy alloy door at the deepest part of the base.

However, just as they were about to rush to the door...

"boom!"

The heavy alloy door suddenly blew open from the inside.

Countless metal fragments scattered and flew in all directions like cannonballs.

A figure, as imposing as a mountain, emerged step by step from the smoke and dust of the explosion and stood before them.

The newcomer was tall and wore a purple Tang Sect Fighting Soul Hall cloak and a mask, but his imposing aura, which seemed almost tangible, swept over them without reservation.

It was the level 79 Soul Saint that Gu Yuena had sensed earlier.

He stood ramrod straight, and his mere presence exuded an insurmountable sense of oppression. His gaze was like lightning, carrying a chilling fighting spirit, and his brows seemed to hold a sharp, blade-like edge.

He stood high atop the ruins of the broken gate, looking down at Lu Jun and Gu Yuena rushing towards him, displaying a somewhat arrogant and domineering air, as if he were standing on the summit, looking down on all the mountains below.

At this moment, it seemed that even if a real mountain stood in his way, preventing him from completing the mission of killing Lu Jun, he would not hesitate to destroy it with lightning.

This is the highest-level enemy Lu Jun and his group have encountered since arriving in Aolai City.

The Soul Saint's expression darkened slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He looked at Lu Jun and let out a cold snort:
"Originally, according to orders, I was only allowed to fulfill the duty of guarding this branch, and I was not allowed to leave without permission to go up there to assassinate you."

"But I never expected... that you would dare to deliver yourself to my doorstep. Very well, this huge reward and credit that fell from the sky should be collected by me!"

A chilling aura, mixed with the terrifying pressure of a level 79 Soul Saint, emanated from his body like a tidal wave... This power was enough to shake mountains.

Lu Jun laughed, seemingly unaffected by the terrifying pressure. He drew his Ice Abyss Sword and unleashed a fierce, incomparably powerful icy-blue sword aura at Lu Jun without hesitation.
"Enough with the nonsense! You want to capture me for a reward? Then let's see what you're capable of! What's the point of just talking nonsense?"

"Good, very good, you're really arrogant!" The Soul Saint laughed instead of getting angry, and activated his two-word battle armor without hesitation.

A dazzling light instantly enveloped his entire body, and the intricate patterns on his battle armor lit up, causing his aura to surge once again.

At the same time, his martial spirit also manifested.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, thunderous explosion suddenly reverberated throughout the underground space. A silver whip shadow flashed out in an instant. The silver whip, nearly two meters long, was like a venomous snake with life. It suddenly shot out from the Soul Saint's hand, moving with lightning speed and striking the sword energy unleashed by Lu Jun with unparalleled precision.

His martial spirit was actually a long whip, a relatively rare type of weapon martial spirit.

"Keng!"

A burst of blinding sparks and turbulent energy surged in mid-air.

The icy blue sword energy was directly dispersed by the whip that contained terrifying power.

The silver whip continued its relentless advance, sweeping forward with unstoppable momentum.

Its ferocity was like a tiger descending the mountain!

The whip, which should have been agile, now unleashed an incomparably domineering aggression.

A series of crackling sounds filled the air as the silver whip unleashed countless afterimages, instantly weaving a deadly silver cage that enveloped Lu Jun as he soared through the air.

"It's actually a weapon spirit..."

Upon seeing that the opponent's martial spirit was a long whip, Lu Jun's eyes showed no fear. Instead, he revealed a bright and even slightly amused smile.

His figure immediately became elusive, weaving and dodging through the dense whip shadows.

Her white robes fluttered, her steps were elegant and precise, as if she were dancing on the tip of a knife, or walking in mid-air, always managing to dodge the most ferocious attacks of the whip at the last second.

This scene, however, aroused extreme jealousy and resentment in the eyes of that Soul Saint.

Such talent, such agility, damn genius, is there anything you can't do?

Today, I will nip you in the bud!
He frantically channeled his soul power, making the whip shadows even denser and more violent, attempting to completely trap and strangle Lu Jun!

However, the next moment.

In mid-air, Lu Jun's figure swayed repeatedly, as if a dragonfly were skimming the water, his toes lightly touching the violent whip shadow with exquisite precision.

Leverage external forces to turn the tide!
In an instant, his forward-rushing figure abruptly reversed in a way that defied the laws of physics, leaping lightly backward several meters before landing back on the ground.

He looked up at the Soul Saint, who was slightly taken aback by the missed attack, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Just as he landed, the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand suddenly flashed.

No, it's not flashing, it's disappearing and then reappearing.

By the time the Soul Saint realized what was happening, a bone-chilling cold had already enveloped him.

Lu Jun's figure appeared beside him as if by teleportation, without him even noticing.

"!!!"

His pupils constricted sharply, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

A strong sense of crisis made the hairs on his body stand on end.

He instinctively wanted to unleash his full defensive soul skill, even retreating at any cost.

But it was too late.

Lu Jun's sword is too fast, too sharp, and too precise!

"broken."

With a soft exclamation from Lu Jun, the Ice Abyss Sword traced a seemingly gentle trajectory, yet it contained unparalleled swordsmanship sharpness and extreme coldness, striking the middle of the silver whip martial spirit with perfect precision.

That is also the most crucial and vulnerable point in the flow of soul power.

"Click——"

A crisp sound, like crystal shattering, clearly reached everyone's ears.

The incredibly powerful silver whip martial spirit, under the sharpness and targeted strikes of the Ice Abyss Sword, was as fragile as glass, breaking in two.

In an instant, its brilliance dimmed, and its spirituality was completely lost!
"puff--"

The Martial Soul is connected to the Soul Master's lifeblood. When it was suddenly destroyed, the Soul Saint was struck as if by a heavy hammer. He spat out a mouthful of bright red blood and his body flew backward uncontrollably. His aura instantly weakened to the extreme.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, horror, and despair.

The advantage of a martial soul, even in its normal state, is absolutely overwhelming against weapon-type martial souls, a fact vividly demonstrated at this moment! (End of Chapter)