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

For the next month, Lu Jun and his group were like tigers unleashed, with no more worries.

They swept across the eastern coastline of the Sun and Moon Federation.

In each city they passed through, their primary objective was to accurately locate and eliminate the Tang Clan's branch there.
These Tang Clan branches, located in small and medium-sized cities in the east, are generally small in scale and have relatively limited defensive capabilities.

The strongest guards are usually Soul Emperors with two-word battle armor or early-stage Soul Saints.

For a team that has already mastered the coordination and possesses two exceptionally strong fighters, Lu Jun and Gu Yuena, dealing with them is a breeze.

Xie Xie and Wu Siduo were in charge of reconnaissance and raiding the premises. They accurately located the branch's warehouse and secret room, and swept away all the valuable resources.

Long Chen, Le Zhengyu, and Yuan Enyehui were responsible for the assault and clearing of the area.

Xu Xiaoyan provides key control.

Tang Wulin serves as both a mobile force and a solid shield.

Lu Jun and Gu Yuena were specifically tasked with dealing with the opponent's strongest guardian.

Although each battle was not particularly difficult, the frequent relocation, reconnaissance, fighting, and rest still consumed a lot of time and energy.

Over the course of a whole month, they efficiently wiped out six or seven Tang Clan branches in small cities.

Each time a branch was successfully taken down, Lu Jun was most concerned about the special container that held the power of faith.

Just like in Aolai City, each branch has such a system.

The container contains varying amounts of faith power directed towards Tang San.

As usual, Lu Jun used the Ice Abyss Sword to absorb, filter, and purify it. A large amount of faith power bearing Tang San's mark was expelled and dissipated, leaving only the purest primordial energy to merge into his own body.

However, after absorbing the power of faith from six or seven containers, Lu Jun's mental strength had increased significantly, becoming more refined and sharp. But it still seemed that there was still a long way to go before he could break through the barrier to the Spirit Realm.

The improvement was not as rapid as he had initially expected.

"It seems that quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and the amount required is far greater than we imagined."

Lu Jun sensed the changes in his sea of ​​consciousness and sighed softly.

Most of this power of faith benefits others, and only a small portion can be retained by oneself.

However, it's better than leaving it to Tang San.

It must be destroyed!
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Shrek City, Tang Clan Headquarters.

The amorous Douluo Zang Xin looked at the series of bad news coming from various branches in the east.

Everything was taken, resources were seized, and the vessel of faith was destroyed!

His face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

"The Federation... when did they start daring to so brazenly and relentlessly purge my Tang Clan branch?!"

Zang Xin slammed a stack of intelligence reports on the table, his voice filled with shock, anger, and bewilderment.

"And how did they know the location of every single one of our branches so precisely? Even the most well-hidden outposts weren't spared!"

The ruthless Douluo Cao Dezhi, standing to the side, also frowned and said in a deep voice:
"It's Lu Jun... that little brat. He's being protected by the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda, both openly and secretly. We're hesitant to act against him, it's really difficult for us to deal with him." "The Federation's scheme is too ruthless. They're deliberately allowing, even encouraging, Soul Masters below the Soul Saint level to attack Lu Jun, while simultaneously using top-tier combat power to tightly restrict our Soul Douluo and above experts, preventing us from taking action..."

"This is clearly using Lu Jun as a knife to cut our flesh piece by piece!"

“There’s definitely more to this than meets the eye.” Zang Xin forced himself to calm down and analyzed, “But recently, because of our plans on the Eastern Continent, we’ve concentrated almost all of our high-level combat power and important tokens there, which has left our branch defenses extremely weak. That’s what gave them the opportunity to take advantage of us.”

He grew increasingly angry, grabbed the communicator, and issued the order:

"Pass down the order: immediately and secretly transfer all remaining faith containers from each branch to the secret channel leading to the Eastern Continent for centralized protection!"

"We cannot afford any more losses, otherwise... once our faith power reserves are insufficient, we will forever lose the possibility of summoning our ancestor Tang San to descend and protect us."

However, no sooner had he given the order than another emergency communicator in his hand rang sharply.

The moment the call connected, a piercing, distorted scream and a violent explosion followed:

"Oh no! It's Lu Jun! Lu Jun is here again—ah!!!"

The communication abruptly stopped, leaving only a busy tone.

Clearly, yet another branch is under attack, and the situation is dire.

"boom!"

Unable to contain his anger any longer, Zang Xin smashed the solid wood table next to him to pieces with a single punch.

"Damn Lu Jun! He's like a persistent ghost! He's determined to fight my Tang Clan to the death!"

A fierce glint also flashed in Cao Dezhi's eyes:
"It seems we must completely strip Lu Jun of the protection he receives from the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda. Only then can we crush him without any scruples."

Zang Xin suddenly looked at Cao Dezhi:
"Oh? What do you think?"

A ruthless glint flashed in Zang Xin's eyes as he stated bluntly:
"Since the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda are deliberately using rules to restrict our top combat power, then we will deal with them using methods within the rules!"

"They either don't believe it or deliberately ignore the strange identity of Lu Jun as the spirit of a divine artifact, right? Then let's use the most cruel and direct truth to smash it in their faces and force them to believe it!"

His voice grew increasingly harsh:
"Let's mobilize all the power and connections of our Tang Sect and Shrek Academy to gather over a thousand Soul Saints!"

"Among them, some peak Soul Saints equipped with three-word battle armor will be mixed in, and this power, enough to sweep away a small country, will be used to besiege Lu Jun!"

Zang Xin revealed a cold smile:
"If Lu Jun can still win under such absolute power... then there is only one explanation: he must have used power that is not at the Soul Emperor level!"

"He will inevitably be forced to use the power of his hidden artifact. Let's use this clumsy method to force him to completely expose his artifact's trump card in front of everyone and under the gaze of countless eyes!"

"At that time, with conclusive evidence, let's see what reason the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda will have to protect a non-human artifact spirit, and let's see how Emperor Xu can pretend to be confused!"

Cao Dezhi thought about it carefully, then slowly nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes:
"Surround them without killing them, forcing them to reveal themselves... This tactic is indeed excellent. It avoids the Federation's bottom line while achieving our objective. Let's do it this way."

However, just a second after the two devised their plan...

“Boom, boom, boom!!!”

The entire Tang Sect headquarters, and even the entire Shrek City, shook violently.

It sounded as if an enormous creature was marching across the land outside the city, its heavy footsteps even echoing deep underground. (End of Chapter)