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

Lu Jun raised his hand and ignited the ground fire. The blazing flames instantly enveloped the huge forge, and the indoor temperature rose sharply.

He grabbed the first piece of ancient black ice iron that shimmered with an icy blue luster, and with his soul power and mental power in perfect unification, he began his first forging attempt after attempting to become a divine craftsman.

Forge, forge fiercely!
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Meanwhile, outside of Mingdu, in the Yuanen family's settlement.

The atmosphere was completely different from the fiery atmosphere inside the forging room; it was unusually heavy and somber.

The Yuanen family is busy preparing for their relocation. Various supplies are being packed and organized, and the family members are hurrying along.

They are about to move their entire clan to Mingdu to undertake a new and crucial mission—to protect the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, located in the core area of ​​the Spirit Pagoda, as well as the core seed of the newly born dimensional life.

"Hurry up, everyone hurry up!" Yuan Entian shouted to his clansmen, ensuring the relocation work proceeded in an orderly manner.

Deep within the clan's secret realm, the clan leader, Yuanen Zhentian, carefully put away a token engraved with ice sword patterns, his face filled with utmost piety and respect.

At that moment, Yuanen Zhentian and Yuanen Tiandang, both powerful cultivators who had reached the Limit Douluo level, trembled almost simultaneously, their expressions changing drastically.

They clearly sensed that powerful figures, exuding an aura of iron-blooded killing intent, were rapidly approaching from all directions, forming an invisible encirclement that firmly locked onto the entire Yuanen family settlement.

"alert!"

Yuan Enzhen's aged yet steady voice instantly resounded throughout the entire clan.

He and Yuan Entian appeared outside the family gate in a flash, their gazes fixed solemnly on the distance.

When they saw who it was, their faces instantly turned extremely ugly, even showing a hint of horror.

A guard shrouded in black shadow armor was seen slowly pushing a wheelchair towards them.

The person sitting in the wheelchair was none other than Federal Speaker Xu Tiandi.

His face was icy, his eyes were extremely cold, and he stared at the gate of the Yuanen family without any emotion.

What terrified Yuanen Zhentian and Yuanen Tiandang even more was that, in their perception, at least a hundred powerful auras were lurking in the surrounding mountains, forests, and sky.

These auras are at least at the Soul Douluo level, with no fewer than twenty of them being Title Douluo level auras.

Moreover, their soul guidance fluctuations were extremely pure and powerful, and their equipment was far superior to that of a regular legion, practically armed to the teeth!

"Could it be... that the Xu family's Imperial Guards have been mobilized in full force?"

Yuan Entian's voice was hoarse, filled with disbelief.

Rumor has it that the Xu family possesses a private armed force directly under the family and not under the jurisdiction of the Federal Military Department—the Xu Family Imperial Guard.

This army is equipped with the Federation's most advanced soul-guided weapons, some of which have never been publicly announced. The minimum cultivation level requirement for its members is Soul Saint, making them truly the best of the best, selected from among the best.

Its level of danger and combat power is said to be even greater than that of the renowned Blood God Legion and the Central Legion.

Known as the "Imperial Guard," the meaning is self-evident—deep down, the Xu family still retains the mannerisms and ambitions of the Sun Moon Empire's royal family from ten thousand years ago!
They truly want to restore the glory of the empire and re-establish imperial power!

He wants to be the emperor, huh?

Yuan Enzhen suppressed his shock, stepped forward, and spoke in a deep voice, breaking the suffocating silence:
"I wonder what brings Your Excellency, the Speaker of the Federation, to this remote place of my Yuanen family with the renowned Imperial Guard?" At the same time, he subtly transmitted a hidden soul power fluctuation to Yuanen Tiandang beside him—to immediately seek help from the new deity who protects the family.

Xu Tiandi sat in his wheelchair, his gaze sweeping over Yuanen Zhentian like a hawk's, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority:
"I've heard that your Yuanen family... has changed its allegiance and abandoned its millennia-old belief in the Sea God?"

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry and coldness:

"I am very curious, which deity has such great charm that you would turn away from the glory of your ancestors and worship Him instead?"

Yuan Enzhen's heart sank suddenly.

How did he find out?
The family's change of faith was kept extremely secret, circulating only among the core members. Where did things go wrong?

"What kind of being we believe in seems... to have little to do with you, Speaker, doesn't it?"

Yuan Enzhen tried to avoid this sensitive issue.

"No." Xu Tiandi's voice suddenly turned cold, and a smileless curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It has a great deal to do with it."

His gaze sharpened like a knife as he stared intently at Yuan Enzhentian.

"Do you know that it is the god you now worship who has been manipulating the Federation behind the scenes!"

"He used the Federation's resources to annihilate Shrek Academy, and then... like a lurking oriole, he stole all the fruits of victory that should have belonged to the Federation!"

Xu Tiandi's voice gradually rose, filled with barely suppressed anger and hatred:
"The golden ancient tree energy belonging to the Federation, used to repair wounds and enhance strength, has been completely plundered by Him!"

"Even Yali... He didn't even give me the chance to finish her off myself; she was mercilessly killed by Him!"

He practically roared out his last words, his terrifying quasi-god-like pressure mixed with overwhelming killing intent, crushing forward as if it were a tangible force.

Under this imposing aura, Yuan Enzhentian and Yuan Entiandang involuntarily took a half step back, their hearts filled with horror.

As fellow quasi-gods, Yuanen Zhentian directly confronted Xu Tiandi's wrath and clearly felt the vast difference between them.

This Emperor Xu, his strength is terrifyingly powerful?!

We're all near-god-tier players, so why is there such a big difference in skill level?
"We...don't know what you're talking about."

Yuan Enzhen gritted his teeth and could only continue to deny it.

"Is that so?" The anger on Xu Tiandi's face vanished instantly, replaced by his previous calm, but beneath that calm lay a deeper chill. "It doesn't matter. We'll find out soon enough."

He slowly raised his hand, about to give the order to attack.

At this critical moment, a thick, deathly gray current, seemingly capable of freezing the soul, spread out without warning, enveloping the entire area in front of the Yuanen family's gate.

The icy aura caused Xu Tiandi's hand, which was about to strike, to freeze abruptly. He frowned deeply and looked towards the source of the gray aura.

The next moment, Harosa, clad in gray armor and wielding a transparent cross sword, appeared silently beside Yuanen Zhentian as if stepping out of the underworld.

His grey eyes calmly gazed at Xu Tiandi, and he uttered only a few brief words:
"You cannot touch the Yuanen family."

This single sentence caused the murderous aura of Xu Tiandi's Imperial Guards to momentarily falter, and made Xu Tiandi hesitant to issue orders, fearing the consequences. (End of Chapter)