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

In an instant, the Titan's eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying cold light, and the savage and fierce aura around him swept out like a real storm, causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble slightly.

"Little remnant."

Titan muttered to himself, almost through gritted teeth, each word a sharp rebuke.

His voice was deep and rumbling like muffled thunder, containing suppressed rage.

"A sharp tongue can't change your lowly fate."

"Next, watch how I smash every bone in your body, one by one, until you can't even take care of yourself!"

His gaze swept over Lu Jun like a venomous snake, then passed over him and landed on Di Yue, who was being closely protected by Gu Yuena. A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Then, we'll kidnap that imperial beast... When Tang San arrives, all of you eyesores of little bastards will die!"

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the main battlefield.

Enci and Tongyu, master and disciple, were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle with the three Limit Douluos empowered by the Goddess of Beauty, and were temporarily unable to spare a moment for each other.

However, on the side of Le Zhengyu, Tang Wulin, Long Chen, and others, the battle situation was one-sided.

Those titled Douluo of the Green Skull Organization were no match for these peerless geniuses who inherited the Dragon Valley's legacy. They fell like harvested wheat, utterly defeated.

This made Titan narrow his large, bell-like eyes, a hint of displeasure and impatience flashing across them.

He couldn't allow the plan to go wrong in any way; he had to keep these people tied up here until they were completely exhausted!
"Seven elders, strike immediately and crush those arrogant juniors!"

Titan swung his arm sharply, his voice booming like a bell, and gave the order.

As soon as he finished speaking, the air behind him distorted, and seven figures dressed in tight-fitting, simple clothing, with auras as deep and imposing as mountains, appeared in a flash.

Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, bursting with an incomparably fierce hammer intent. Each of them held a Haotian Hammer that exuded a heavy and domineering aura.

They are the remaining core forces of the Haotian Sect.

Although the Grand Elder has passed away, the foundation of the Haotian Sect still remains!
These seven elders, the lowest in cultivation level, have reached the level of a Super Douluo at level 95, and several of them are even at levels 96, 97, and 98.

With the combined power of the seven individuals, relying on the domineering nature of the Clear Sky Hammer and the Clear Sky Sect's combined attack formation, they were able to unleash terrifying combat power comparable to a Limit Douluo.

In Titan's view, dealing with young geniuses like Le Zhengyu was already enough.

Their core mission is to stop Lu Jun and his group outside the valley at all costs.

Titan himself sat calmly at the rear, his majestic body like an insurmountable mountain, firmly locking Lu Jun in place.

At this moment, the seven elders, having received their orders, responded in unison. Their figures then transformed into seven streaks of light, like shooting stars tearing through the sky, carrying an indomitable momentum as they charged rapidly toward the chaotic battlefield ahead, their speed as fast as lightning.

Lu Jun frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the seven powerful figures. He could sense the immense power emanating from them, which was of the same origin but each had its own emphasis.

But he did not intervene; instead, he gripped the Ice Abyss Sword tightly and focused all his attention back on Titan.

He believed in his companions, and in the strength they possessed after their transformation in Dragon Valley, which was enough to withstand this sudden and powerful reinforcement.

And what he will face next is...

Two god-like opponents!

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes, but his spiritual power detected another divine aura lingering outside the battlefield. Was it trying to abduct Di Yue?

Don't even think about it!

……

On the main battlefield, the fierce fighting continues.

"puff--"

Another jet of blood shot into the sky, accompanied by a shrill scream.

The hundred-meter-tall Radiant Dragon King form that Long Chen had transformed into was like a mobile war fortress. Each strike of its enormous dragon claw contained the dual power of purification and destruction, blasting several Green Skull organization members away like flies, leaving them with broken bones and either dead or seriously injured.

Wherever he went, sacred dragon flames burned fiercely, scorching the eerie, dark green energy with a sizzling sound, becoming an inescapable nightmare for the Green Skull organization members.

Despite the Green Skull organization's relentless and fearless pursuit of these exceptional geniuses, the members of the Green Skull organization were like waves crashing against rocks, falling one after another into pools of blood. Often, they didn't even have time to fully unleash a decent soul skill before they perished.

The Green Skull organization has been completely routed!

However, perhaps the signal flare had worked, as another wave of dozens of Green Skull members quickly arrived from the depths of the valley and the flanks, their shouts of battle deafening, once again dragging the battle into an even more chaotic and intense quagmire.

"This is Federation territory, and we will not tolerate you evil spirits running rampant here!"

Le Zhengyu stood upright, like a benchmark, atop a protruding mountain peak. His Holy Angel Martial Soul radiated endless brilliance, making him appear like a god.

He looked down at the surging enemy below with a cold gaze, the holy sword in his hand emitting a blazing and bloodthirsty light.

He raised his sword again, and a terrifying energy condensed on the blade.

"Holy Judgment!"

With a cold shout, the enormous lightsaber crashed down like a thunderbolt from the heavens.

The sword light was not aimed at a single target; rather, it exploded violently like a missile the instant it fell.

"Boom——!"

A deafening roar shook the sky. The violent holy energy mixed with the ultimate fire attribute formed a destructive area that instantly devoured and purified more than ten Green Skull organization members who were at the forefront. They turned to ashes before they could even scream.

A devastating blow!
"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

Xie Xie's eyes widened. Although he was usually carefree, he was arguably the best at seizing opportunities. Now that the situation was favorable, he unleashed his killing intent, which soared into the sky as if it were a tangible force. As he wielded his twin daggers, the power of spacetime swirled around him, continuously creating carnage among the enemy ranks.

It was not yet dusk, but the sky outside the valley seemed to be stained red with endless blood, creating a tragic and magnificent blood-red scroll.

The sounds of fighting, explosions, and clashing soul skills echoed one after another, shaking the heavens. The thick stench of blood almost solidified into a tangible mist, permeating everyone's mouths and noses.

After years of rest and arduous training, Xie Xie, Le Zhengyu, Tang Wulin and others were bursting with energy. Now, facing the enemy, they could finally unleash their pent-up energy and have a good time killing!
"Hey guys, am I pretty?"

Just then, a soft, seductive voice, completely out of place with the grim atmosphere of the battlefield, filled with endless allure and decadence, like a babbling brook or a bewitching melody, quietly pierced the noisy sky and permeated the entire battlefield.

The sound originated from the fallen angel clone summoned by Yuanen Yehui after she used her fourth soul skill, Gates of Hell. (End of Chapter)