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

"What... what kind of power is this? How can it affect the Golden Tree?!"

Yun Ming was shaken to his core, and no longer caring about his grief, he immediately roared in fury.

"All elders, assemble immediately! Investigate! Find out the source of this chill!"

It wasn't just Shrek Academy that reacted.

Tang Clan Headquarters.

"Cold! So cold!"

"Start a fire quickly! No, use the soul-guided heater!"

"Help!"

Inside the Tang Sect, the disciples with lower cultivation levels were crying and screaming, creating chaos.

The cold spread like an invisible plague, causing many people to experience a sudden drop in body temperature and teeter on the brink of freezing to death.

Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin exchanged a glance, both seeing unprecedented fear in each other's eyes.

As they swiftly organized high-level Soul Masters to launch a rescue operation and activated defensive formations to ward off the chill, a tidal wave of emotions surged within them:
This is by no means a natural phenomenon, but rather the work of an unimaginably powerful being who has used extraordinary means.

Beneath Mingdu lies the Federation's highest-level soul-guided technology laboratory.

"Warning! Warning! Temperature has dropped sharply!"

"Oh no! The No. 3 Precision Soul Guidance Array has been completely destroyed due to exceeding the low temperature limit!"

"Energy Circuit No. 7 has frozen and broken!"

"My research! Ten years of hard work!"

The laboratory was in complete chaos, with cries of pain echoing everywhere.

The sudden drop in temperature caused many high-precision soul-guided equipment that were in operation to shut down or be damaged.

The researchers stared at the error codes flashing on the screen and the instruments emitting blue smoke, their hearts breaking with anguish.

Even the spaceship that hovered in the center of the giant laboratory, on which high hopes were placed, had its dark silver hull surface quickly covered with a thick layer of frost that shimmered with a cold light.

It looked as if it had just been retrieved from a layer of ice that had stood for millennia.

"What...what exactly is going on? What kind of low temperature could penetrate our layers of protection and affect this place?!"

A senior researcher looked at the frozen warship, his voice trembling.

And then came news that terrified everyone even more.

A level nine Soul Master stumbled and crawled into the control room, screaming with a bloodless face:
"This is terrible! The secret chamber where the Level 12 Godslayer cannonballs are stored... those four cannonballs... their surfaces are starting to freeze! The energy fluctuations are rapidly decreasing!"

"what?!"

"Contact Professor Kong immediately! Hurry!"

Someone immediately contacted Mr. Kong via communicator.

After the situation was clearly explained, Kong Lao's hoarse roar immediately came through the communicator:

"Protect the God-Slaying Cannonball at all costs! I'm rushing back at full speed!"

The entire laboratory was plunged into extreme panic.

The Level 12 God-Slaying Cannonball is the ultimate weapon capable of destroying a continent!
If this place were to freeze out of control and explode due to some unknown reason... the entire Mingdu, and even most of the Douluo Continent, would be wiped off the map!
Amidst this atmosphere of despair, a level 10 Soul Master guarding the area, feigning composure, took out a specially made temperature detector and checked the direction where the God-Slaying Cannonballs were stored.

Staring at the heart-stopping number on the screen, he raised his head expressionlessly and said in a dry voice:

"You guys can rest assured, the shells won't explode."

"Why?!" Everyone cried out urgently, as if grasping at a straw. "Because..." The level 10 Soul Master raised the detector, and the number on the screen pointed to a value that was infinitely close to the theoretical limit, "The current temperature... is approaching absolute zero."

He glanced around at his colleagues, whose faces were ashen, and slowly said:

"Under such extreme low temperatures, where even time, space, and the movement of matter can be frozen, the detonation mechanism and energy reaction inside the God-Slaying Cannonball will all fall into a state of near-absolute stillness."

"They...have no chance of exploding."

He paused, his tone tinged with absurdity and bitterness:

"What we need to pray for now is not whether the shells will explode, but whether the owner of this power is willing to let these ultimate weapons, which have consumed countless resources of the Federation, be completely turned into a pile of expensive scrap metal."

A deathly silence fell over the laboratory. Everyone was swallowing hard, the same terrifying question swirling in their minds:

This extreme cold that envelops the entire continent... what is the source of this?

Even Lian Yunming... probably couldn't do that, right?

Zhenlong Mountain, the center of the pale world.

Lu Jun held the Ice Abyss Sword, as if he held the power to strip away all color and warmth from the world.

His face was solemn, bearing countless gazes of shock, fear, or despair, as he slowly raised the edge of his sword.

Those twenty titled Douluo, now stripped of their fighting spirit by the absolute cold and the loss of color, were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

They stared at the ice-blue longsword in Lu Jun's hand, so starkly contrasting with the pale surroundings, and let out a painful and incredulous roar:

"Impossible! You...you call something this small a Martial Soul True Body???"

Lu Jun's indifferent gaze swept over them, like a god looking down on ants.

"How can a frog at the bottom of a well know the vastness of the Milky Way?"

"To die beneath the true form of my Ice Abyss Sword is the greatest honor of your lives."

The moment the words fell, the icy blue sword light, like the first ray of light after the creation of the world, suddenly shone brightly in this pure white world.

Lu Jun flicked his wrist, and the Ice Abyss Sword traced an arc that seemed casual yet contained profound truth.

The sword's edge caused a Title Douluo, who was about to unleash a soul skill, to freeze abruptly.

With a flash of sword light, the Title Douluo's body, along with the soul power he had just gathered, was wiped away as if by an invisible paintbrush, instantly losing all color and turning into a deathly white that blended in with the surrounding environment.

Immediately afterwards, a soft clicking sound rang out, and his entire body, inside and out, instantly transformed into an ice sculpture with a stunned expression.

Even the blood and shattered organs that should have spurted out of his body lost their color the instant they left his body, solidifying into eerie red or pinkish-white ice crystals that clattered and scattered on the ground.

Instant kill, a complete annihilation of body and soul!

This scene, like the coldest ice pick, pierced the hearts of all the remaining Title Douluos.

The fighting spirit in their eyes was instantly replaced by boundless fear. Almost simultaneously, they staggered backward, wanting only to get as far away from that white-clad demon as possible.

Not only them, but also the Super Douluo who were fighting the Ice and Snow Emperors, as well as the four Sea God Pavilion elders led by Long Yeyue, were also devastated.

Lu Jun's Martial Soul True Body Domain was like a huge debuff aura, mercilessly enveloping all enemies.

They felt as if their soul power had been plunged into the cold, its circulation was extremely sluggish, their blood flow slowed down, their muscles stiffened, and their movements were more than twice as slow as usual!
Even thoughts seemed to be frozen.

Conversely, the Ice Emperor, the Snow Emperor, and all the ice puppet legions thrived in this pure white realm.

The icy aura surrounding them became more refined, their attacks more ferocious, and their speed more swift, as if they had received the blessing of the power of heaven and earth.

With this shift in momentum, the battle quickly became a one-sided and overwhelming affair. (End of Chapter)