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

"Dragon Clan..."

Wu Siduo pondered the word, and when she looked at Lu Jun again, her eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Speaking of which, your identity must be extraordinary. And Sister Gu Yue is also... she's also a member of the Dragon Clan? And holds a very high position?"

Lu Jun glanced at her, nodded slightly, and did not elaborate on the issue.

"Oh my god..."

Having received tacit approval, Wu Siduo couldn't help but gasp, roll her eyes, and clutch her forehead, exclaiming dramatically:

"You two, who are rumored to be geniuses and hailed as the future hope of the continent, are actually... are actually both masters who have rebuilt your cultivation!"

"Is this even allowed for ordinary people like us to live? This is so discouraging!"

Lu Jun was amused by her appearance and chuckled softly, "Hehe."

……

At the other end of Dragon Valley, on the edge of the basin on the other side.

A stunningly beautiful silver figure stood there quietly; it was Gu Yuena, who had arrived at the depths earlier.

Unlike her coquettish and cunning demeanor in front of Lu Jun, at this moment, her eyes were as indifferent as ancient ice, and deep within her purple eyes was only a chilling killing intent and endless sorrow that was so intense it was almost tangible.

She looked down at the dense ocean of bones below, representing the glory and fall of the dragon race, her aura so cold it seemed to freeze the air.

Looking into the distance, her gaze seemed to pierce through the heavy twilight and mist, landing precisely on the opposite side of the basin, on the two figures nestled together—Lu Jun and Wu Siduo.

When her gaze fell upon Lu Jun, her stunningly beautiful face, which had been frozen in the cold, melted instantly as if it had encountered the blazing sun, and she couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile that was tinged with helplessness, doting affection, and a touch of bitterness.

It was as if only Lu Jun in this world possessed the magic to melt her millennia-old iceberg.

But soon, Gu Yuena suppressed her smile, took a deep breath, and her eyes became firm again.

She knew that now was not the time to indulge in romantic feelings or personal sadness.

Without further hesitation, Gu Yuena leaped into the air, like a celestial being descending to earth, and gracefully landed in the bottomless Dragon Burial Basin.

Looking down from above the valley offers a completely different experience than actually being inside it.

Only when you truly step into the basin and stand among those massive, mountain-like dragon bones can you truly appreciate the visual impact and spiritual awe of such a large number of dragon bones gathered together.

The massive dragon skeletons range in size from tens of meters tall to towering peaks that require one to look up at them. These enormous creatures have lost their flesh and blood, leaving only their skeletons.

Each one still emanated a pure, albeit strong, energy fluctuation from the dragon race, as if they were slumbering behemoths that might awaken at any moment.

Even though they are now just skeletons, they exude such terrifying power. If they were still alive, soaring through the heavens, what a magnificent and awe-inspiring sight it would be, dominating the starry sky!

Gu Yuena took a deep breath of the air filled with desolation and sorrow, and slowly walked to the nearest relatively well-preserved dragon skeleton.

She stretched out her fair and slender hand, with an indescribable piety and sorrow, and gently stroked the cold and rough surface of the dragon bone.

The instant her palm touched the dragon bone, a vast and desolate aura surged through her arm and into her heart, infecting every aspect of her emotions.

She seemed to hear the mournful cry of the unknown dragon in its final moments, a cry filled with resentment, anger, and endless longing.

The voice transcended countless ages and resonated deep within her soul.

On the dragon's skeleton, faintly visible, naturally formed, mysterious patterns emanated a weak yet pure light. Terrifying energy fluctuations, like the breath of a slumbering slumber, slowly lingered and rippled in the surrounding air.

Why... is Heaven so unfair to my dragon race!
The dragon race, which once dominated the entire universe, has vanished just like that, reduced to this state!

The fall of the dragons was not due to a fault in battle, but rather to the jealousy of the heavens.

It is those greedy humans, those despicable humans who betray their trust and take advantage of others' misfortunes!

Endless grief and resentment surged through Gu Yuena's mind like a tidal wave.

In the fragments of memory she passed down, the end of that brutal war is clearly imprinted—

When His Majesty the Dragon God led the elite dragon race to attempt a higher-level divine star but failed and was severely weakened, it was those human deities who had been protected by the dragon race and even granted power that united to raise their swords against the weakened dragon race and ultimately usurped the divine realm that originally belonged to the dragon race.

With each step she took on the cold, cracked earth, Gu Yuena's aura of sorrow and desolation grew stronger.

She was enveloped in a hazy, sorrowful silver halo, the purest bloodline of the dragon god resonating with this burial ground.

Wherever she passed, the lingering aura emanating from the dragon bones that had been silent for countless years seemed to sense the return of their monarch, faintly revealing a sense of comfort and relaxation, and the restless resentment of the dragon souls also calmed down slightly.

Having walked for an unknown amount of time in this boundless sea of ​​dragon bones, Gu Yuena suddenly stopped.

Her gaze was fixed on an enormous skeleton in front of her, and she could not look away.

The skeleton was over a thousand meters tall, resembling a brown mountain range lying in front of it, its enormous size far exceeding that of the other dragon bones around it.

The skeleton as a whole has a deep brown color, exuding an unparalleled sense of weight and solidity.

Within a radius of several kilometers around it, the gravity is noticeably abnormal, and the air feels thick and heavy, as if the power of the earth is concentrated and cannot be dispersed.

This dragon skeleton lacks the structure of dragon wings. Its body is extremely thick and sturdy, especially the four leg bones that support the torso, which are as thick as giant pillars supporting the sky, exuding a sense of power.

The imposing skeleton before us, a symbol of the earth and power, is none other than the Mountain Dragon King, one of the nine great dragon kings of the dragon race, who rules over mountains and rivers and possesses the strongest defensive power.

Even it... has perished here?
Gu Yuena slowly walked forward, and the closer she got, the more she could feel the tangible energy fluctuations emanating from those brown bones.

Unlike the other dragon bones around it, which mostly retained resentment and confusion, the skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King exuded an unparalleled rage and a boundless resentment that could not be washed away even by pouring out all the world's wealth.

As she got closer, Gu Yuena's pupils suddenly contracted. She could see more clearly that right in the center of the Mountain Dragon King's massive, mountain-like skeleton, from top to bottom, was a huge, smooth crack.

This crack almost split the entire dragon's head in two, and it continued all the way to the dragon's tail!

This means that the Mountain Dragon King, renowned for its defensive prowess and indestructible body, was actually cleaved in two from head to tail by an unimaginably sharp weapon.

What a terrifying blow!
What shocked Gu Yuena even more was that, to this day, a faint yet persistent chill still lingered around the edge of that shockingly huge wound!

That chilling aura was so pure, so familiar…

Gu Yuena stretched out her slightly trembling hand and gently touched the bone at the edge of the wound. A chilling coldness that went straight to her fingertips spread instantly, making her shiver.

This...this icy aura...this is clearly the source power of Lu Jun's Ice Abyss Sword!
Gu Yuena was all too familiar with this aura.

But why...

Why did it appear on the corpse of the Mountain Dragon King?

What exactly happened? (End of Chapter)