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

"Don't worry," Lu Jun murmured to himself, as well as to the will of the plane that was watching him from the shadows. "This power will not let you down. I, Lu Jun, will definitely help you cleanse yourself of the filth and usher in a new era."

He composed himself and turned his gaze to the six ferocious beasts of the immortal herbs beside him, which were still maintaining the formation and whose auras were somewhat exhausted.

He took out the gray bead again, his tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable force:
"Thank you all for your hard work. The plan is complete. You can go back now and recuperate properly at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well."

His gaze swept over the celestial herbs such as the Radiant Tulip and the Fiery Apricot, and he made a promise:
"As a reward for your assistance, from now on, the six of you can cultivate in peace at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. As long as I, Lu Jun, am still here, no one will dare to touch you in the slightest, and no one will be able to forcibly absorb you to become their own."

At this moment, after successfully expelling Ah Yin and receiving the gifts from the plane, Lu Jun was naturally surrounded by a faint aura of fortune that was inextricably linked to the entire Douluo plane.

He seemed to have become the darling of this era, the spokesperson for the plane. Although his importance was not as great as that of the plane's master who controlled everything, he was infinitely close. His words carried the power of law and a sense of majesty recognized by heaven and earth.

Upon hearing this, the celestial herbs, including the tulip and the lavender, all showed expressions of relief and heartfelt gratitude.

They have cultivated for countless years, and what they fear most is being discovered and harvested by powerful soul masters.

With Lu Jun's promise, it was as if they had obtained the strongest talisman.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency. We will remember your promise!"

The Qiluo Tulip, leading the other fairy herbs, bowed deeply to Lord Lu once again.

Immediately, six beams of light flashed, their forms transforming into streams of light as they disappeared back into the gray bead.

Lu Jun carefully put the beads away, intending to return them to Harosa later so that he could send the immortal herbs back to their original place.

After dealing with all of this, Lu Jun turned his gaze back to the main battlefield in the distance, where the energy was gradually calming down but was still devastated. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep gaze seemed to be able to see through the smoke and dust and see the outcome.

"The fireworks over there seem to have burned out as well," he muttered to himself, his tone calm and even. "However, this final curtain call has little to do with me anymore."

As if to confirm his words, the energy storm and towering pillar of light that had been stirring up the heavens and earth in the center of the main battlefield finally subsided completely.

All the aura, light, and even the fragments of his crumbling divine position that symbolized Yun Ming's existence vanished without a trace in that final brilliance and destruction, truly... annihilated in both body and spirit, reduced to ashes.

Yun Ming, the Sky-Supporting Douluo, the master of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy and hailed as the number one person on the continent, perished completely in this battle.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the core area.

A figure stood up with difficulty, but collapsed in the next moment.

It is Emperor Xu Tian.

But at this moment, where was even a trace of his usual dignity and composure?

He looked like a broken doll just pulled from a pool of blood; his once magnificent speaker's uniform had been reduced to tattered strips of cloth, clinging tightly to his mangled body.

His body was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, especially his chest, where a charred, bowl-sized hole was a shocking sight. Wisps of Yun Ming's annihilating spear intent lingered at the edges, constantly eroding his life force.

The demigod-like phantom behind him, which had originally shone with purple-gold light and symbolized his ambition and power, was now covered with spiderweb-like cracks, its light dimmed to the extreme, as if it would collapse completely at any moment. Clearly, it had suffered a devastating blow from Yun Ming's suicidal shot, and his dream of becoming a god was almost shattered.

The light shield generated by the several layers of level 10 defensive soul tools around him had long since vanished without a trace, and his meticulously crafted four-word battle armor was mostly shattered, with only a few fragments hanging on his body, having lost all its spirituality.

Only the ancient Xu family heirloom cane in his hand still emitted a faint yet resilient light, supporting him from immediately collapsing. However, what was most chilling was his legs; below the knees, they had been completely shredded by the terrifying spear light, leaving only mangled, bloody wounds from which blood gushed out like streams, staining the ground beneath him a glaring dark red.

This once arrogant and scheming federal speaker was now weak and disheveled, barely able to maintain a half-kneeling, half-prone position by desperately supporting himself with his cane, preventing himself from collapsing completely to the ground.

When Harosa and Di Tian saw Xu Tiandi's miserable state from afar, their pupils contracted sharply.

"Could it be... that Yun Ming really succeeded? He traded one for one and took Xu Tiandi away?"

The thought rose irresistibly in their minds.

If Emperor Xu were to perish here, the entire continent's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or landscape) would be completely overturned in an instant!
"speaker!!!"

In the distance, the Federation Legion, which had been closely monitoring the battle, burst into a heart-wrenching cry upon seeing Xu Tiandi's fallen figure.

Countless soldiers' eyes turned bloodshot instantly, as if they had lost their most important faith, and they charged toward the center of the battlefield without regard for anything else.

Military formations and discipline were thrown to the back of their minds at this moment; they had only one thought in their minds—to rescue the Speaker!
Military leaders such as Le Zheng'en, commander of the Southern Army Corps, and Yu Guanzhi, commander of the Central Army Corps, pushed their speed to the limit, transforming into streaks of light and rushing to Xu Tiandi's side first.

"Speaker! Speaker! How are you?!"

"Medics! Quick! Come here right now!"

"Hold on, Speaker!"

These military leaders, usually decisive and authoritative, were now trembling with fear and worry, their faces filled with unprecedented panic. They frantically tried to support Xu Tiandi, yet were afraid of touching his wounds. Their heartfelt concern and loyalty were genuine.

Lu Jun, who was hiding in the shadows and silently observing everything with his divine sense, took in the whole scene and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

"Emperor Xu...has his prestige in the Sun and Moon Federation reached such a high level?"

He pondered to himself
"These military bigwigs who command large armies and each control their own territories are actually so loyal to him?"

"Judging from this, it's not just a show of respect, but genuine admiration and concern. There's not a trace of them taking advantage of his serious injuries and critical condition to harbor any ill intentions..."

Lu Jun had to admit that Xu Tiandi's methods of managing his subordinates and his personal charisma were terrifying, given that he could win over such a group of profit-driven military leaders.

"To make these unruly tigers willingly submit and believe that he can lead the Federation to unprecedented heights... I ask myself, I cannot do that."

Lu Jun did not feel jealous; on the contrary, he openly admired him.

"To be able to do this to such an extent... is truly admirable."

This also made him realize more clearly that only under the leadership of Emperor Xu Tian could the Sun and Moon Federation unite as one and unleash a tremendous power capable of overturning tradition and crushing everything.

If Xu Tiandi is lost as the core, the Federation in front of us is nothing but a pile of loose sand, a group of tigers fighting each other and possibly even crushing one another. It is not worth fearing at all, and sooner or later it will be defeated or even swallowed up by forces with firm beliefs and cohesion, such as Shrek Academy and Tang Sect.

Emperor Xu Tian is the true soul and cornerstone of the Sun Moon Federation. (End of Chapter)