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

After the message was sent, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the communicator, and finally only a string of meaningful ellipses returned:
"..."

Then, there was no further movement.

Xu Tiandi stared at the string of ellipses, his eyes sharp as knives. He knew that the mission had been assigned, and all that remained was to wait for the result.

He believed that the Ghost Emperor and his forces, who roamed the shadows, were capable of accomplishing this seemingly impossible task.

……

Meanwhile, underground in an abandoned industrial city on the Eastern Continent, inside a Green Skull organization branch base disguised as a warehouse.

The pungent, nauseating stench of blood almost solidified, filling the dimly lit space. The ground was already soaked in thick blood, and dozens of corpses lay scattered about, each with a different manner of death, but all bearing the marks of extreme terror and pain, as if they had witnessed the most horrific sight in the world in their final moments.

This place has been transformed into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In the center of this chaotic scene, a figure stood silently.

He wore an unusually large, jet-black robe, the blackness of which seemed to devour all light, blurring and melting his outline from head to toe into shadow, leaving only a dark and indistinct human figure.

He wore a pure white mask, made of inferior bone china, which was tightly fastened to his face, fitting perfectly.

The still mask seemed to come alive, exuding an eerie aura that contained all the world's resentment, mockery, and coldness, making one feel a chill to the bone upon looking at it.

He was none other than the Ghost Emperor, Gui Yan.

"Little devil, what did the Speaker say?"

A charming yet slightly languid and wicked voice rang out.

Dressed in the same black robe, but with a graceful figure, Nanali emerged from behind a pile of corpses, seemingly oblivious to the horrific scene before her, and approached Guiyan to ask a question.

Gui Yan's voice, emanating from behind the mask, carried a metallic, grinding quality, making it even more deep and eerie:

"A death order has been given. We are to wipe out all Green Skull organization branches within seven days."

Upon hearing this, Nanali's expression froze instantly, then she pouted and complained:

"Such a huge workload? Are you leaving it all to us? Is the Speaker trying to work us to death?"

"That's not enough."

Gui Yan turned his head slightly, and the gaze of the empty white mask seemed to penetrate through layers of obstacles, landing on a dark corner.

"We're only responsible for one area. The rest will naturally be handled by others. Don't you agree?"

In the corner, the shadows twisted, and Leng Yulai's figure slowly emerged.

She still had that aloof and elegant appearance, but there was a hint of impatience in her eyes as if she had been assigned a task.

She clicked her tongue and tossed her hair:
"I understand. I'm leaving."

Before she finished speaking, her figure disappeared into the shadows again, clearly heading to another area she was responsible for.

"Let's go." Gui Yan withdrew his gaze and said calmly to Nanali, "There's still a lot of work waiting for us."

The two figures gradually faded in the pervasive stench of blood, eventually disappearing completely into the desolate branch base as if swallowed by darkness, leaving behind only ruins and death, demonstrating that the Federation's most efficient and ruthless elimination force had been fully activated. ...

Meanwhile, the soul-guided war chariot carrying Lu Jun and the others, after undergoing several rigorous identity verifications and soul-guided scans, finally entered the Dragon Valley secret base located deep underground in Sun and Moon City.

Upon entering the base, everyone was awestruck by the sight before them.

This place is less like a base and more like a vast underground city. The dome is extremely high, estimated to be over a hundred meters high, and is inlaid with countless special soul-guiding lamps that emit a soft white light, simulating natural daylight, so that the entire space does not have the oppressive feeling of the underground world.

The surrounding walls were made of alloy with a cold metallic sheen, covered with complex soul-guided rune lines, constantly flowing with powerful energy fluctuations.

The wide passageway was wide enough for large soul-guided devices to run side by side, and people wearing federal military uniforms or research suits hurried by from time to time, creating a serious and busy atmosphere.

The air was filled with a peculiar aura that blended metal, energy, and something ancient and desolate.

Most notably, in the central area of ​​the base, above a huge platform isolated by multiple layers of energy shields, the space presents an unnaturally distorted state, and a passage entrance that is constantly rotating and emitting a faint white light can be vaguely seen, which is the entrance to Dragon Valley.

Led by the officer, the group passed through layers of guards and finally arrived at the entrance to this spatial passage.

Somewhat surprisingly, there were already people waiting there.

Besides them, there were two other people.

One of them was Qian Gu Zhangting, dressed in the robes of the Spirit Pagoda. He had a handsome face but also a somewhat arrogant air. He was leaning lazily against the wall with his arms crossed, and when he glanced at Lu Jun and the others, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The other was an extremely tall and burly bald man with bulging muscles, exuding explosive power, and with bronze skin.

What is most striking are his dark red eyes, which, when opened and closed, faintly reveal a violent aura that is as uncontrollable as a volcano.

This person is none other than Long Yue, the renowned number one genius of the Eastern Continent, who possesses the Mountain Dragon King Martial Soul.

Strangely, when Lu Jun and his group arrived, Long Yue's oppressive gaze immediately and precisely locked onto Lu Jun, who was being subtly protected by Gu Yuena and Wu Siduo.

He had seen Lu Jun's name and image countless times in internal federal documents and online.

He had thought that this legendary figure, hailed as the number one genius on the continent and capable of leading his team to defeat the original Shrek Seven Devils, would bring him a sense of oppression as heavy as a mountain.

However, seeing it in person filled him with awe.

The Lu Jun before me had an unnaturally pale complexion, and his aura was completely contained, without any outward manifestation. Standing there, he seemed like an ordinary, frail young man, completely out of place with the surrounding environment surging with soul power, yet strangely giving people a sense of harmony with heaven and earth.

"The greatest truths are the simplest, returning to one's true nature..."

Long Yue instantly felt extremely alert.

"To be able to conceal one's aura to such an extent, like a dragon lurking in the abyss, its form unseen, yet its power felt... The number one genius of the continent truly lives up to its name!"

Only the nearby Qian Gu Zhang Ting remained unperturbed, maintaining its calm and composed demeanor as if everything was under control, with even a faint, mocking smile playing on its lips.

"Everyone is here."

The officer in charge counted the number of people, glanced at everyone, and gave the order in a deep voice:

"Except for Long Yue, who is a Soul Emperor and can stay in Dragon Valley for a month, the rest of you have cultivation levels exceeding the seventh ring. Due to the suppression of the Dragon Valley's internal rules, you can only stay inside for half a day at most." (End of Chapter)