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

In the video, Lu Jun, dressed in white, faced thousands of troops with ease; he broke through the golden array three times with overwhelming force; he unleashed the Myriad Swords Return to Origin technique, a divine feat that controlled thousands of ice swords, with each wave of his hand causing large numbers of soul masters to fall like grass; his final declaration to the survivors and to the entire continent was filled with extreme arrogance and confidence.

These incredibly realistic and breathtaking scenes quickly went viral online.

The number of clicks, reposts, and comments exploded exponentially, immediately landing at the top of the trending search lists on major platforms, each followed by a bright red "hot" character.

The unprecedented heated discussion and uproar swept across the entire online world like a tsunami, naturally alarming the highest levels of the Federation.

Mingdu, Federal Parliament Building, Supreme Conference Hall.

Speaker Xu Tiandi urgently convened a top-level meeting. His face grim, he pointed at the wildly circulating videos on the screen and sternly questioned:
"What happened to these videos? Who leaked them? Weren't there confidentiality regulations at the scene?!"

Below, Le Zheng'en, Qian Gu Dongfeng, Guan Yue, and others stood up and gave a detailed report on how Xia Zheng Leng discovered the people secretly filming and how those filming people were rescued by the mysterious space teleportation.

After listening to the report, Emperor Xu fell into a brief silence, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

A moment later, he suddenly chuckled softly, but there was no warmth in his laughter; instead, it carried a cold, sharp edge.

"Heh... Interesting. It seems that besides the open and covert struggles between our Federation and Shrek Academy and Tang Sect, there is a third-party force hidden in this game."

"They went to great lengths to film and distribute these videos, hoping to use Lu Jun to create momentum? But what exactly is their purpose? To muddy the waters? Or do they have other motives..."

The severe lack of information left even the shrewd Speaker of the Federal Parliament feeling unprecedentedly confused and overwhelmed.

He realized that the situation on the mainland was developing in a more complex and unpredictable direction.

Just as the Federal Parliament was racking its brains over this sudden turn of events, pondering the situation, the Federal Parliament was in a state of utter confusion.

Shrek City, Poseidon Island, beneath the Golden Tree.

The Sea God Pavilion Master Yun Ming, Deputy Master Long Yeyue, Tang Sect Master Cao Dezhi, Zang Xin, and other core members and leaders gathered here.

They have received the devastating news that the entire army at the front has been wiped out.

Yun Ming stood before the ancient golden tree that exuded a rich aura of life, yet his back appeared incredibly hunched and desolate.

When he heard the news that "all the inner court disciples were wiped out," "Lan Muzi and Tang Yinmeng died in battle," and "only a few out of thousands of soul masters escaped," the Sky-Supporting Douluo, who was hailed as the number one person on the continent, swayed violently, his vision went black, and he almost fainted.

"Brother Ming!"

Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li, who was standing nearby, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, her face full of worry.

Yun Ming barely managed to stand, his face as pale as paper, devoid of any color.

He pushed Ya Li's hand away and staggered step by step to the statues of the original Shrek Seven Devils and the Sea God Tang San.

The next moment, to everyone's astonishment, Yun Ming, one of the top experts on the continent, suddenly knelt down with a "plop".

He raised his head, gazing at the statues of his ancestors, his eyes filled with endless pain, regret, and despair, his voice hoarse and choked with emotion, as if weeping blood:

“I…I am guilty. I have failed the painstaking efforts of all the predecessors of Shrek Academy. I have betrayed the supreme glory of Shrek Academy’s millennia-long heritage!” “It was my…it was my stubbornness and arrogance that led to my wrong decisions. I personally buried the essence of the academy’s inner courtyard and the hope for the future on that cold land.”

"It was me... who caused Shrek Academy to suffer such a severe blow, resulting in a break in its lineage! I, Yun Ming... am the greatest sinner Shrek Academy has ever committed!!!"

He roared and slammed his forehead hard against the cold ground with a dull thud, blood instantly seeping from his temple.

Seeing Yun Ming's miserable and tragic appearance, and listening to his desperate confession, Cao Dezhi, Zang Xin and others beside him also had gloomy faces, clenched fists, and nails digging deep into their palms.

Shrek Academy suffered such a heavy blow, and so did the Tang Clan.
The elite troops that were dispatched were also completely wiped out!
Compared to the dozens of people from Shrek Academy, the Tang Sect lost over a thousand people!
A chilling sense of shared sorrow, like that of a rabbit mourning the death of a fox, permeated everyone's hearts.

The ancient golden tree rustled, as if it too were mourning this devastating loss.

Beneath the ancient golden tree, Yun Ming stood hunched over, as if all his energy had been drained away in an instant. When the devastating news of the complete annihilation of the inner court disciples and the near-complete loss of the lineage pierced his heart like the sharpest ice pick, this number one figure on the continent could no longer maintain his composure.

"puff--!"

A mouthful of bright red blood suddenly spurted from his mouth, splashing onto the gnarled roots of the ancient golden tree, a shocking sight.

His face instantly turned ashen, his chest heaved violently, and a deep, long-dormant pain from the depths of his soul suddenly erupted.

A claw mark remained on his chest beneath his clothes.

That was a hidden injury sustained when Xu Tiandi used the destructive power of the Purple Emperor's Heavenly Dragon and the Sun Martial Soul to severely injure her during the wedding robbery years ago.

This power was extremely insidious, like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone, eroding his life essence for many years. If it weren't for the divine power left behind by the Sea God Tang San and Ya Li's tireless treatment, he probably would have already succumbed to it.

However, at this moment, his anger overwhelmed him, and he lost his composure, causing the stubborn internal injury to launch a fierce counterattack.

Destructive energy raged through his meridians, as if countless tiny purple dragon flames were scorching his internal organs, or as if the scorching sun were baking his soul core.

This is a backlash from another plane. As a favored one of this era in a certain sense, Emperor Xu forcibly plundered the fortune and karma of this plane. The backlash brought about by this is so severe that even a strong person like Yun Ming would find it difficult to fully bear.

"Brother Ming!" Ya Li's face paled, and she immediately flashed to his side. Her pure and life-filled Prayer Angel Martial Soul was instantly released, and a soft white light enveloped Yun Ming.

However, when her healing power attempted to penetrate that destructive energy, it was met with strong rejection and counteraction.

Her life attributes are fundamentally in conflict with Xu Tiandi's destructive power, and for many years she has been unable to eradicate it, only able to barely suppress it.

Seeing Yun Ming writhing in pain, veins bulging on his forehead, cold sweat soaking his robes, Ya Li felt her heart breaking, but could only increase her soul power output to alleviate his suffering.

Seeing this, Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin also closed their eyes in pain, their hearts bleeding with anguish.

It hurts, it really hurts.

The Tang Clan also suffered heavy losses, with many of its pillars among the thousands of Soul Masters.

A sense of desolation and helplessness, of being caught in the middle, swept over them. (End of Chapter)