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

Just as those four level-twelve god-slaying fixed-position soul-guided cannons, carrying the Federation's highest killing will, broke free from their satellite orbits and, like four falling dead stars, charged headlong towards Shrek City with terrifying power that could incinerate everything and tear apart the laws of nature, at the critical moment...

On Poseidon Island, beneath the ancient golden tree that has protected the academy for millennia, a halo of light swirled, and a sacred and majestic figure materialized.

He was clad in dazzling golden divine armor, the armor plates shimmering with a deep, ocean-like blue luster, and his long blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with only two elegant strands hanging down his chest.

At the center of the golden crown atop his forehead, a jewel gleamed brilliantly, as if containing the secrets of the entire starry sea. In his right hand, he gripped a golden trident, a symbol of the authority over the sea and supreme divine power—Tang San, the leader of the original Shrek Seven Devils and the holder of both the Sea God and the Asura God!

"Ancestor Tang San, your disciple is incompetent. As the current head of the Sea God Pavilion, I actually... actually had to rely on your divine power to protect the academy's survival. Your disciple... deserves to die!"

Yun Ming knelt down with a thud. This number one person on the continent was now filled with humiliation and guilt as he kowtowed heavily to the phantom of his ancestor.

Tang San frowned slightly, his gaze sharp as he scrutinized Yun Ming.

He could sense the level 100 divine foundation within Yun Ming's body, which had been completed under his divine power—a realm almost impossible to reach in the mortal world.

"I have helped you ascend to the divine realm and become a level 100 true god. Why... has Shrek Academy still fallen into such a desperate situation?"

His voice carried a hint of incomprehension and authority.

Yun Ming lowered his head even further, his voice bitter:
"Our ancestors are wise. Even though I have been fortunate enough to reach the level 100 threshold, making me arguably the best in the world, the soul guidance technology of the Sun and Moon Federation has already developed to a level that no individual can contend with!"

"What they possess is a massive war machine capable of overturning the continent! Not to mention a level 100 True God, even stronger beings are beyond the Federation's ability to suppress!"

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, his voice filled with despair:

"Our ancestors must have already sensed that the nine-layered heavenly lock that covers the entire city is a soul tool that is nearly level eleven, completely sealing off space. And that satellite in the sky itself is a creation of a level eleven soul tool!"

"At this moment, it is fully charged and about to land four level twelve god-slaying fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells!"

"The Federation has unified the continent, and the resources it has gathered are beyond imagination. As far as we know, a single level 12 cannonball is enough to completely wipe a level 100 True God along with an entire giant city off the map of the continent!"

"And the Federation has at least five such destructive weapons in its inventory!"

"There are countless level eleven and level ten soul tools below them. This disciple... this disciple is really unable to resist this steel torrent forged by the entire Federation on his own!"

Before the words were finished, Tang San and Yun Ming simultaneously sensed something and looked up abruptly.

In the sky, four destructive meteors broke free of the atmosphere, their tails distorting and trembling with power, heading straight for the core of Shrek City.

That speed, that power, far surpassed any of Yun Ming's previous descriptions!

However, faced with this deadly attack that could cause even a true god to perish, Tang San's lips curled into a faint, arrogant, and disdainful smile.

"Yun Ming, watch closely." Tang San's voice was calm and confident, with an indifference as if looking down on ants. "As a God King, how will you deal with the god-slaying weapons that you mortals have imagined?"

“Any plaything made of iron, no matter how much energy it is piled up, is still just an ordinary thing. Its core laws are crude and crude. How can it possibly touch the power of a true god? Let alone kill a god?”

He shook his head slightly, his eyes carrying a hint of expectation and guidance for Yun Ming.

"Although you have reached level 100, you are still far from truly comprehending the realm of gods." Clearly, Tang San greatly admired Yun Ming's unparalleled talent, which was unmatched on the continent, and even vaguely regarded him as his successor in the mortal world.

At this moment, he was about to personally demonstrate what divine power truly meant!
"The divine might of Tang San's ancestor!"

A fierce light blazed in Yun Ming's eyes as he stared intently at the golden figure.

Tang San laughed loudly, his voice echoing across the surrounding area:
"Hahahaha! This mere mortal artifact is nothing to brag about!"

Amidst laughter, he stomped his foot, his figure transforming into a dazzling stream of light. Instead of retreating, he defied the heavens and charged forward, actively meeting the four death stars that carried the power to destroy the world!
The Trident of Poseidon unleashed an unprecedented divine light. Poseidon's divine power was as vast as an abyss, while Asura's killing intent was as sharp as a prison. The two supreme divine powers converged, intending to completely disintegrate and annihilate the four cannonballs in mid-air before they completely fell.

The next moment, something unexpected happened.

Those four level twelve god-slaying fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells seemed to completely ignore the divine power barrier and law interference set up by Tang San. Their trajectories did not change at all, and their speed was even faster!
The energy locking and spatial penetration attributes attached to it, which are beyond the current understanding of Douluo Star, caused Tang San's divine power, which was enough to easily tear apart lower-level planes, to melt away and become ineffective as quickly as ice and snow under the sun.

"What?!!"

Tang San's composure and disdain froze instantly, replaced by an unprecedented shock and disbelief.

He clearly sensed that what those four mortal artifacts contained was not a simple energy explosion as he understood it, but a more fundamental and violent force of collapse at the level of rules!

A law of destruction specifically designed to tear apart divine bodies and annihilate divinity!

"boom--!!!"

Without giving him any time to react or change his tactics, the four cannonballs, as if possessing their own will, struck Tang San's divine body, which had just erected its strongest defense, with perfect accuracy and solid force.

"puff--"

The imagined stalemate of divine power clashing did not occur; instead, the devastating impact was like four invisible giant hammers, crashing down with tremendous force.

Tang San felt an indescribable force coming from him. His seemingly immortal divine body trembled violently, and for the first time, golden divine blood uncontrollably gushed from his mouth. He was slammed to the ground from mid-air by this irresistible force, just like a meteor falling to earth.

His body smashed through layer after layer of spatial barriers reinforced by the Nine Heavens Lock, accompanied by a series of ear-piercing shrieks of space shattering, and finally crashed heavily into the central area of ​​Shrek City like a meteorite.

Immediately afterwards——

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Then, destruction came.

That wasn't sound, but a deprivation of perception.

First to sweep in was light—

An absolute, incandescent white, pure to the extreme, devouring all color and form. (End of Chapter)