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

Upon hearing this, even with his composure and resilience, Xu Tiandi felt a wave of dizziness and a metallic taste rising in his throat, which he forced down.

He became disabled...

He's disabled too!
A surge of overwhelming anger and a deep-seated resentment gripped his heart.

He, Emperor Xu, was a man of great talent and ambition, determined to lead the Sun and Moon Federation to surpass his predecessors and create an unprecedented golden age, even coveting the supreme divine position!

But now... he's ended up with the same fate as that emperor from ten thousand years ago, who also shared the surname Xu and was confined to a wheelchair—Xu Tianran?!
This was simply the greatest mockery of fate for him!

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, bringing a sharp, sobering pain.

But the next moment, he forcibly suppressed his personal humiliation and anger.

As the Speaker of the Federal Parliament, his first thought was the overall picture.

"Shrek... have the remnants... been completely wiped out?"

His voice was hoarse and weak, yet carried an undeniable urgency.

Just then, the officer in charge of clearing the battlefield came to report.

"Reporting to the Speaker! Generals!"

The officer's voice carried a hint of grimness, as if he had accomplished his mission.

"Our forces have thoroughly searched every inch of Poseidon Island, including the underground base. It has been confirmed... there are no survivors. The Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li, and the last group of Shrek Academy students she protected, have all been... killed!"

Upon hearing this news, all the military leaders surrounding Xu Tiandi, including Le Zhengen and Yu Guanzhi, breathed a long sigh of relief.

His tense nerves finally relaxed, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.

Xu Tiandi slowly closed his eyes, leaning against the soft cushion of the makeshift stretcher, his chest gradually calming down.

Although the cost was so high that he could hardly bear it, the mountain that had weighed on the Federation for thousands of years, Shrek Academy, was finally completely flattened.

Yun Ming is dead, Ya Li is gone, the Golden Tree has withered, and Tang San's projection has vanished... The legacy of Shrek Academy is broken!

An era has ended.

A brand new era belonging to the Sun and Moon Federation is about to begin in the hands of Emperor Xu Tian. Even though he is crippled, he will spare no effort to push it to its peak!

In his eyes, deep within endless weariness and pain, a more profound and stubborn wildfire quietly ignited.

"Help me... up..."

Xu Tiandi's voice was hoarse and weak, yet it carried an undeniable stubbornness.

He struggled, trying to use the strength of his remaining upper body to support his broken body, his eyes fixed on the direction of the golden ancient tree.

Le Zhengen and Yu Guanzhi exchanged a glance, seeing the worry and confusion in each other's eyes. They carefully helped their seriously injured chairman up and walked step by step toward the giant tree that once symbolized Shrek's glory and the source of its life.

However, as they approached, everyone's hearts sank.

The golden ancient tree before them was completely different from the one they remembered, and even from the one that had stubbornly withstood the satellite ray attack not long ago.

Its entire body presents a deathly gray and desolate appearance. The bark, which once flowed with golden luster, has become dry, cracked, and rough, like rotten wood that has been drained of all moisture.

The huge canopy drooped, the leaves were withered and curled, and there was no sign of life.

The entire tree exuded an aura of decay and impending death, devoid of any of the grandeur and sanctity of the core of life in the plane.

"No...impossible!" Xu Tiandi's expression changed drastically, and an ominous premonition gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.

With all his might, he raised his hand, which was trembling wildly from the pain and weakness, and gripped the family heirloom cane tightly. With difficulty, little by little, he touched the tip of the cane to the withered tree trunk.

There was no warm and abundant life energy feedback as expected, not even the slightest ripple of energy. Where the cane touched, there was only a deathly emptiness.

Inside the ancient golden tree, the once vast and boundless power has now been completely plundered, leaving not a trace!

This sudden truth, like the cruelest ice water, poured over Xu Tiandi from head to toe.

His only hope—to regain his demigod status and perhaps even to rebuild his legs with the power of his life core—was shattered!

"Who is it?! Who is it?!"

Xu Tiandi's reason was instantly consumed by boundless rage and resentment. He let out a beast-like roar, his voice distorted by extreme anger.

"Who stole my power?! Who plotted against my Federation from behind?!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman. He suddenly looked around at the shattered battlefield, as if he wanted to drag out the thief hiding in the shadows and tear him to pieces.

The Federation exhausted its national strength and paid a heavy price, including his disability, shattered godhood, and the destruction of all top-tier soul tools, to finally bring down the Shrek Academy mountain. However, the fruits of victory were snatched away right under their noses!
The humiliation and anger of working for someone else almost burned away his last shred of reason.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind... Excellent! Very excellent!!"

He gritted his teeth, every word filled with deep-seated hatred.

In the distance, at a high point cleverly concealed by the power of space, Lu Jun took in Xu Tiandi's despair, resentment, and rage.

His face was expressionless, his eyes as calm as a bottomless, icy pool, devoid of any ripples or pity.

He simply watched silently, like a detached spectator observing the actors on stage performing a predetermined tragedy.

Watching Xu Tiandi, after his impotent rage, being helped by his subordinates, filled with resentment and hatred, he gave a somber yet resolute order to bombard the remaining Seagod Island and the withered golden tree with a barrage of fixed-position soul-guided shells, erasing the last trace from the map of Douluo Continent.

Amidst the jubilation of victory and the gloom of their commander's serious injury, the massive federal army began its slow withdrawal from the sea that had witnessed so much destruction and death.

Lu Jun, however, remained as steadfast as a rock, guarding the enormous silver cocoon of light.

"Do you need help?"

With a slight movement in the space, Gu Yuena quietly appeared beside Lu Jun, accompanied by Xue Di and Bing Di.

They naturally sensed the commotion on Xu Tiandi's side, as well as Lu Jun's current focus.

Lu Jun slowly shook his head, his gaze still fixed on the cocoon of light, his tone calm yet filled with absolute confidence:
"No need. Your task is to ensure that no variables interfere with this hunt. The Haotian Sect, or any other potential contingency plans, must not be allowed in. As for Tang Hao..."

The corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc.

“Once he comes out, I will find a way to send him on his way.”

Gu Yuena gave Lu Jun a deep look, but said nothing more.

She could sense the terrifying power contained within the sword inside Lu Jun's body, a power that even she found astonishing.

She nodded slightly, separating herself from the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor. The three powerful divine senses formed an invisible net, closely monitoring every inch of space within a hundred miles to ensure absolute safety.

Time passed in silent waiting.

A few days later, the silver cocoon that had sealed Tang Hao for several days finally began to change. (End of Chapter)