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

Meanwhile, at the edge of the square, Harosa, who had been kneeling on one knee panting heavily after fighting against Niu Tian, ​​also felt the pure white that enveloped the world and the extreme chill originating from the level of rules.

He raised his head and looked at this strange world that had lost all color. A deep sense of helplessness and heartache appeared on his pale but handsome face.

"Lord Lu..."

He sighed softly.

"Didn't I tell you... not to use your seventh-ring or higher soul skills lightly..."

His gaze seemed to pierce through space, seeing the fierce battle that might be taking place in the distant valley, and his tone was filled with bitterness:

"Alas... Douluo Star, the planet that nurtured us, its spatial barriers and fundamental rules simply cannot withstand the full-force eruption of your true god-level power..."

“Every time it is used, it is overdrawing the foundation of this world, tearing its fragile clothes apart…”

Although she knew that Lu Jun must have encountered some unavoidable predicament that forced him to this point, Harosa still felt heartache for the scarred planet beneath her feet as she felt the world around her that had been forcibly bleached and whose rules were disordered.

As the representative of the plane's ruler, he could feel the painful groans of a world more than anyone else.

His heart was bleeding...

……

"Roar--!!!"

A violent aura, a mixture of overwhelming rage, profound grief, and a hint of fear that even he himself was unwilling to acknowledge, erupted from Titan's massive, scarred body.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot as he stared intently at Lu Jun, who stood opposite him with a sword in hand, his aura still heavy and composed.

However, this extreme anger did not make him lose his mind; instead, it was like a bucket of ice water that sobered him up.

The aura of the eldest brother, Niu Tian, ​​is gradually dissipating, and Titan's current state is extremely weak.

Given his current state of being afflicted by the cold poison and severely injured, continuing to fight this monster would only lead to his death.

escape!
Must escape!
This thought, which he once considered utterly shameful, has now become his only way out.

Titan abruptly turned his head, casting his enormous, bell-like eyes toward the deep, silent valley behind him, a place that seemed to hold the last glimmer of hope.

Then he prepared to turn around and run away.

The moment he made his move, Lu Jun's voice, filled with undisguised sarcasm, pierced Titan's ears.

"This is truly... shameful."

Titan stared in disbelief, his facial muscles contorted with extreme humiliation.

But he forcefully suppressed the urge to turn back and fight desperately, letting out a low growl from his throat that suppressed endless rage. His massive body suddenly turned around, ignoring Lu Jun, and took heavy steps, like a mad rhinoceros, charging wildly into the valley.

Every step he took shook the earth, leaving deep footprints, yet carrying an air of utter disarray.

As Titan fled, his gaze quickly swept toward another battleground.

When he saw that the seven highly skilled elders of the Haotian Sect were being held back by a group of young people, including Le Zhengyu, through their exquisite teamwork, and were even slightly at a disadvantage, his heart was filled with shock.

The speed and ability of these young people to grow completely exceeded his expectations.

Is this generation of the Federation really that terrifying?
"Everyone, listen up!" Titan roared hoarsely, his voice booming like thunder as he charged forward, echoing across the battlefield. "Break up, abandon the resistance, and retreat into the valley! Quickly!!"

This order was like pouring a ladle of cold water into a boiling oil pan, instantly triggering a chain reaction.

Those Green Skull organization members, Haotian Sect disciples, and Tang Clan remnants who were previously struggling against Enci and Tongyu, or desperately holding on against Le Zhengyu and others, were initially stunned upon hearing the order. Then, as if grasping at a lifeline, they abandoned all regard for formation and coordination, and like frightened birds, unleashed their last potential, frantically scattering and fleeing in all directions, especially towards the depths of the valley. "Chase!"

"Not a single one shall be spared!"

Seeing the enemy about to escape, Le Zhengyu's eyes blazed with murderous intent, and he shouted sharply.

His angel wings suddenly flapped, and holy light spread like a tide. His figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt, and he took the lead in chasing after the fleeing enemy.

With each swing of the sacred sword in his hand, a fleeing figure was purified and felled amidst screams.

The group's faces were grim, and their teamwork was seamless, like a highly efficient assassin group emerging from the darkness, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the fleeing survivors.

Meanwhile, the Green Skull organization's well-equipped main Soul Master legions were held back by Enci's Thousand Dragons Flying Battle Armor Domain and Tongyu's fierce attacks, making it impossible for them to effectively organize a retreat. Under the combined attack of the domain and the strong offensive, they suffered heavy losses and their formation was thrown into chaos.

The scales had already tipped completely in this meticulously planned ambush the moment Lu Jun severely injured Titan.

These young geniuses of the Federation have demonstrated an awe-inspiring dominance that is unstoppable!
At the heart of the fierce battle, the seven elders of the Haotian Sect, who were enduring the relentless onslaught of Le Zhengyu and his group, couldn't help but reveal a deep sense of grief and despair on their faces.

lost.

They lost too quickly.

That's too thorough!

If this continues, let alone holding out until Tang San's ancestor descends to Douluo Continent, their last remaining strength of the Clear Sky Sect will probably be completely wiped out today!
They completely underestimated the power of these young people!
These individuals, who inherited the Dragon Valley's legacy, each possess terrifying strength capable of fighting opponents far above their level, and their teamwork is seamless.

At this moment, they are suffering an unexpected and humiliating defeat.

What sank them even further was the devastating news that came from the Second Master Titan's side—a change they least wanted to accept.

He was completely overwhelmed by that young man named Lu Jun, forcing him to abandon them and flee alone into the valley.

This means that even the second sect leader, who is at the priest level, has admitted defeat!

Just then, Titan's order to "divide into smaller units and retreat into the valley" came clearly.

The seven elders exchanged glances instantly, each seeing the bitterness in the other's eyes.

No more hesitation.

"Explode the ring!"

The second elder, who was in charge, let out a tragic and angry roar.

The other six elders understood immediately, and a ruthless glint flashed in their eyes at the same time.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A series of explosions rang out from the seven elders.

Without hesitation, they simultaneously detonated their first four spirit rings.

The violent, almost self-destructive soul power surged into the Clear Sky Hammers in their hands like a burst dam.

The seven already incredibly heavy Haotian hammers now seemed to have transformed into seven volcanoes about to erupt.

The terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from the hammer distorted the space itself, radiating a chilling aura of destruction.

The seven roared in unison, merging the brief but violent power gained from the exploding rings into a single force, and unleashed their strongest and most devastating hammer blow ever at Le Zhengyu and his pursuers. (End of Chapter)