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

The truly powerful ones, those titled Douluo and even the reclusive Super Douluo, are mostly scattered in the surrounding mountains, where they have opened up caves, secluded themselves to cultivate, and absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.

Some ancient cave dwellings have remained silent for hundreds of years, and no one knows whether the ancestors inside are alive or dead.

This is not only the norm for the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, but also a microcosm of many ancient sects and families on the Douluo Continent.

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes, his divine sense sweeping across the entire Zhenlong Mountain area like an invisible net.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he chuckled to himself:

"There isn't even the aura of a Limit Douluo... Is this just an act, or are they really facing a talent shortage?"

Leaving aside Lu Jun himself, who is now a Soul Saint with actual combat strength comparable to a level 98 Super Douluo, the Ice and Snow Emperors beside him, whose strength has reached the Quasi-God level under the blessing of the Ice Abyss Sword, are more than enough to flatten the seemingly impregnable True Dragon Mountain in front of them.

"Your Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan has grown to its current size and strength, you must have gained quite a bit from Tang San during that war of gods ten thousand years ago, right?"

Lu Jun's voice wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly through the valley, carrying undisguised sarcasm.

He learned from the Federation's secrets that ten thousand years ago, in order to fight against Huo Yuhao, Tang San had vigorously supported a group of affiliated forces, one of which was the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

"Ha ha……"

Lu Jun chuckled lightly, no longer thinking about it. He gripped the hilt of the Ice Abyss Sword with both hands and plunged it into the ground beneath his feet.

Centered on the tip of the sword, endless chills spread wildly in all directions like a tidal wave.

In the blink of an eye, everything within sight transformed into a crystal-clear ice field.

Then, something even more chilling happened.

"Click, click."

On the ice surface, one after another, puppets formed from condensed ice and wielding ice blades broke through the ice, like soldiers crawling out of hell.

They were silent, with icy blue soul fire flickering in their eye sockets. Their numbers grew, and in the blink of an eye, they gathered into an endless army of ice and snow.

Lu Jun drew his Ice Abyss Sword, its blade pointing directly at the magnificent Golden Dragon Palace in the distance, and softly uttered a single word:

"attack."

Countless ice golems, like killing machines on command, marched in orderly and heavy steps, like a white tide of death, launching a fearless charge towards the protective array of True Dragon Mountain.

They crashed into each other with their bodies and slashed with ice blades, one after another falling forward.

The entire protective mountain formation was instantly activated, radiating dazzling light. Countless complex runes flowed and flickered on the light screen, attempting to resist this sudden attack.

The light screen trembled violently, causing the entire world enveloped by the formation to shake noticeably.

With immense strength, they can move mountains and fill seas!
The ice golem legion feels no pain and no fatigue; their attacks are simple yet effective, consisting purely of energy consumption and physical impact.

“Rumble——!!!”

The deafening roar, like thunder from the heavens, echoed wildly through the silent valley.

The sound pierced through the rain and spread to every corner of Zhenlong Mountain.

This completely alarmed the entire Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

The commotion was so immense, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, that many disciples who were deeply engaged in cultivation were directly awakened. Many panicked and rolled off their beds, falling and getting dizzy, thinking they were having a nightmare.

"The ground is shaking!"

"It's not a dream! Someone really is attacking the mountain-protecting formation!"

"Who dares to be so bold! The protective formation of True Dragon Mountain has been blessed by the Sea God Ancestor!"

"Quickly! Go and report to the sect leader and all the Dharma protectors!"

The entire Zhenlong Mountain erupted into chaos instantly.

The disciples rushed out of their respective residences in a panic, running and shouting like headless flies.

However, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family possessed a profound foundation. Soon, powerful auras surged into the sky from the caves deep within the mountains.

"Who dares to cause trouble at my Zhenlong Mountain!"

"court death!"

"How could you possibly break through the mountain-protecting formation so easily!"

Several elders at the Super Douluo level appeared, and their powerful aura temporarily calmed the panicked disciples.

They hovered in mid-air, glaring angrily at the endless waves of ice golems outside the great formation, their faces filled with anger and disdain.

However, they had barely finished speaking.

Then came another deafening roar, even more violent and terrifying than before, like a landslide.

The light barrier of the mountain-protecting formation emitted a piercing groan, its surface runes flickering uncontrollably. The illusion array, which had been maintained, was the first to succumb to the continuous and terrifying impact, shattering like glass.

The illusion array vanished, revealing the despairing scene outside: endless ice golems, and further away, three figures standing proudly like gods and demons.

Immediately afterwards, the part of the mountain that had lost the cover of the illusion array began to tremble violently, and countless boulders rolled down the cliff like meteors, crashing down on the panicked disciples below.

"what!"

"Get out of the way!"

Screams, cries of alarm, and the thunderous crash of boulders hitting the ground filled the air instantly.

Many disciples were caught off guard and struck by the boulder, suffering head injuries and bleeding profusely; some were killed and others seriously injured.

The real disaster has only just begun.

Above Zhenlong Mountain, smoke and dust mingled and filled the air, and the aftershocks of the explosion that shattered the protective array had not yet completely subsided.

Amidst this chaotic and chilling atmosphere, a cold yet majestic roar exploded like thunder, drowning out all the noise.

Everyone looked up in horror, only to see the pervasive smoke and dust gradually dissipated by an invisible chill, revealing the outside scene: endless ice golems, like a white tide of death, had broken through the outermost defenses and surged into the True Dragon Mountain area like a flood bursting its banks.

At the very front of the ice puppet legion, a figure in white stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering in the surging energy winds.

He seemed to carry the entire sky on his back, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes. Like an ancient demon god awakening, he coldly looked down at the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan disciples below, who were as panicked as ants.

A terrifying aura, as solid as a mountain, pressed down on everyone's hearts.

"Who dares to invade my sacred land, True Dragon Mountain?!"

A hot-tempered elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan, a titled Douluo, could not tolerate this blatant contempt and oppression. He suddenly leaped into the air, his hair standing on end in fury, and pointed at Lu Jun in the sky, his voice trembling with extreme anger.

Lu Jun didn't even bother to look at him, simply lowering his eyes indifferently.

Seven spirit rings quietly appeared beneath his feet, four black and three orange.

His Soul Ring configuration, which surpasses the optimal ratio, demonstrates his extraordinary strength and profound knowledge.

Immediately afterwards, the fifth soul ring, emitting a hazy orange light, suddenly lit up.

Lu Jun casually raised the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing at the Title Douluo.

"Absolute zero."

He uttered those four words with a casual air.

In an instant, the air around that Title Douluo seemed to be sucked out and frozen.

A colossal frost, formed entirely from condensed extreme ice crystals and blotting out the sky, appeared without warning above his head. Like the palm of heaven, it brought with it an absolute chill that could freeze souls and annihilate everything, and crashed down with a deafening roar.

"Do not--!"

The titled Douluo only had time to let out half a terrified scream, and before he could even unleash his Martial Soul True Body and Three-Word Battle Armor, he was completely engulfed by the frost. (End of Chapter)