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

Gu Yuena was completely dumbfounded, standing there frozen, her mind blank.

How did Lu Jun's ice element appear on the Mountain Dragon King who perished in ancient times?

Could it be that Lu Jun... or rather, the Ice Abyss Sword, participated in that divine war ten thousand years ago?

Moreover, they stood on the opposite side of the dragon race?
A series of unbelievable questions pierced her mind like ice picks, making it impossible for her to understand what shocking and cruel truth was hidden behind it all.

She originally thought that Lu Jun only had a past relationship with the Dragon Clan, or perhaps they were allies, but this fatal wound containing his original power pointed to the completely opposite possibility!

Gu Yuena closed her eyes in pain, the Silver Dragon King bloodline within her churning violently. It felt as if a massive boulder was pressing down on her chest, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. An indescribable bitterness and tearing sensation filled her entire body.

After a long while, she slowly opened her eyes, her purple eyes filled with complex light, which finally turned into a long and heavy sigh.

She raised her hand, filled with boundless compassion and an indescribable emotion, and gently patted the cold, enormous skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King before her.

She nodded to the Dragon King, who fought for the dragon race to the last moment, paying silent respect and mourning, and then silently bypassed the colossal figure that symbolized tragedy and mystery, continuing her journey toward the heart of Dragon Valley.

After bypassing the mountain-like skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King, the scene before us opened up once again, but it brought an even deeper shock. Behind the Mountain Dragon King, the earth collapsed again, revealing a huge, suffocating pit with a diameter of over 10,000 meters.

Valley within a valley!

Gu Yuena stood at the edge, looking down.

This valley is a thousand meters deep. The bottom of the valley is not dark, but is filled with an enormous, constantly flowing and shimmering seven-colored halo.

The halo was like a living, breathing mist, beautiful and mysterious, radiating a chilling pressure and a call from the very source of one's blood, making it impossible to see the specific situation at the bottom of the valley.

Without further hesitation, Gu Yuena leaped into the air, her body slowly plummeting towards the seven-colored halo.

Strangely, when she approached the seven-colored mist, the mist seemed to possess a spirit, trembled slightly, and parted to the sides on its own, revealing a passage for her body to pass through, as if welcoming its master's return.

Passing through the dense, seven-colored mist, the scene before her caused Gu Yuena's face to instantly reveal a mixture of shock and excitement that she could not hide.

She only felt the light and shadows shift before her eyes, and the next moment, she saw the ghostly image of a giant dragon.

It was an unimaginably enormous dragon soul, twice the size of the mountain dragon king's skeleton outside.

Its entire body shimmers with a dreamlike nine-colored light, and its scales are not a single color, but a harmonious combination of countless gorgeous colors.

Each scale appears to be unique in shape, yet they are perfectly inlaid together, as if meticulously crafted and pieced together from all the world's most precious gems, exuding an aura of eternity and supreme supremacy.

With its head held high in arrogance, it exuded an indescribable aura of majesty, as if it were a spirit, a being that reigned supreme over all living beings, wielded the laws, and commanded all dragons.

The moment Gu Yuena saw it, the Silver Dragon King bloodline within her body, as well as the complete Golden Dragon King bloodline origin that she had carefully sealed within her body, began to fluctuate and resonate uncontrollably, like boiling lava.

A sense of belonging and grief, emanating from the depths of her soul, intertwined, almost bringing her to tears.

Gu Yuena took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her surging blood and emotions. Her gaze fixed firmly on the enormous nine-colored dragon soul before her, she spoke in a voice imbued with boundless solemnity and a sense of mission:
"Dragon God... I'm back."

As soon as she finished speaking, she no longer hesitated and walked step by step toward the enormous dragon god's soul shadow.

The moment she came into contact with the nine-colored halo, her entire dragon soul seemed to come alive, emitting a deep and joyful hum.

Gu Yuena's figure slowly merged into the enormous dragon god's soul shadow, becoming one with it.

A buzzing sound, a thousand times louder than before, suddenly rang out and instantly spread to every corner of the entire Dragon Valley.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable, majestic, sorrowful, and indomitable dragon roar suddenly erupted from the valley within the valley, soaring into the sky and resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"Roar—!!!" At this moment, the entire Dragon Valley seemed to be infused with a soul.

All the dragon souls that were drifting and wandering everywhere, regardless of their strength or what they were doing, stopped moving in an instant.

Then, like a tide, they prostrated themselves on the ground, facing the direction from which the dragon's roar came, emitting low and devout sobs, expressing the highest respect and submission.

Inside the Dragon Tomb, the countless dragon bones covering the ground seemed to be awakened by the dragon's roar, and began to tremble slightly, the bones rubbing together and making a "crackling" sound.

It was as if the warriors, who had been silent for countless ages, were struggling to rise again, to follow their king, and to restore the glory of the dragon race.

……

This earth-shattering scene was naturally witnessed by Lu Jun and Wu Siduo, who were still on the edge of the basin.

Lu Jun gazed at the invisible aura soaring into the sky from the valley and the endless dragon roar, a hint of understanding and complexity flashing in his eyes. He said softly:

"It seems that Nana has already started."

Wu Siduo was startled by this sudden celestial phenomenon and instinctively asked:

"Um, start what?"

"Her mission, her legacy."

Lu gave a brief explanation and then turned around.

"Let's go to the valley entrance and keep watch for her."

"The Dragon God's legacy is of utmost importance and cannot be disturbed in any way."

"In case anything happens to her, I can provide timely assistance."

"Oh, alright!"

Although Wu Siduo didn't quite understand what had happened, seeing Lu Jun's solemn expression, she knew it was a serious matter. She immediately followed closely behind him like a well-behaved kitten, quickly leaving in the direction they had come from, preparing to protect Gu Yuena's inheritance.

……

The moment Gu Yuena's consciousness completely merged with the remnant soul of the Dragon God, she felt as if she had been thrown into a bizarre vortex made of pure nine-colored energy.

Everything before my eyes was distorted and transformed, finally settling against a backdrop of a vast, boundless, star-studded deep universe.

Immediately afterwards, a soul-rending pain struck without warning.

In her field of vision, a massive, blood-red dragon shadow was roaring to the sky, while opposite it, an ice-blue figure stood alone, radiating an extreme chill that dimmed even the stars.

She watched as the icy blue figure simply raised its hand indifferently and casually pointed towards the sky...

A phantom image of a giant, ice-blue sword, seemingly formed from the chill of the entire universe, with its blade traversing the sea of ​​stars and connecting heaven and earth, suddenly appeared.

On the giant sword, endless ice abyss runes flowed, emanating a terrifying aura that could end all things and freeze eternity, as it slashed fiercely toward the blood-red dragon shadow.

Wherever the sword passed, the space was directly frozen and solidified, then shattered inch by inch like fragile glass.

Even the distant floating stars and the pervasive nebulae lost all their brilliance and vitality instantly under the residual power of this sword strike, transforming into an eternal, icy backdrop in the universe. (End of Chapter)