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

Time seemed to have been precisely cut off at that one frame.

The Asura Demon Sword, its tip imbued with boundless killing intent and capable of piercing stars, was only a hair's breadth away from Le Zhengyu's vest. Its sharp sword energy had even pierced through the holy light shield formed by his burning essence, leaving a clear dent on his sacred armor.

However, in that instant, the space between Le Zhengyu and the Asura Demon Sword collapsed and caved inward without warning, like a shattered mirror.

It was not a violent explosion, but a deeper, rule-based collapse, forming a small spatial fault that was created and repaired in an instant.

This seemingly insignificant fault line has become an insurmountable barrier.

Tang San's sword, which he was determined to use, with its sharpness capable of slaying a god-king, pierced straight into the suddenly appearing void. All the power and killing intent vanished as if a mud ox had entered the sea.

It was instantly swallowed up by the chaotic spatial turbulence, deflected, and ultimately futilely streaked across the void, failing to touch Le Zhengyu in the slightest.

"what?!"

Even with Tang San's supreme god-king composure, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he uttered a sound of disbelief and astonishment.

His sure-hit attack, which contained the laws of Asura, was neutralized in such a bizarre way?
For the first time in a truly meaningful way, his gaze, filled with unprecedented solemnity and scrutiny, suddenly fell upon Lu Jun and Gu Yuena, who stood silently in the back, seemingly out of place on the battlefield.

He had been keeping a close eye on the two people, knowing that they were the biggest variable, but he never expected their methods to be so strange and unpredictable, able to so subtly interfere with space without him noticing.

Before he could think it through, another unexpected event occurred.

A deep, resonant hum seemed to echo through the very soul.

Centered on the entire valley, an enormous, three-dimensional cage, woven from countless silver-gray spatial runes, descended from the sky like an inverted giant bowl and slammed shut.

The walls of the prison shimmered with light, emanating powerful fluctuations of laws that isolated the inside from the outside and solidified space.

At the same time, a piercing crackling sound of freezing came from beneath our feet.

It is not ordinary ice, but a manifestation of the fusion of ultimate ice and the laws of heaven and earth.

The icy blue frost, as if it possessed a life of its own, surged wildly from the depths of the earth at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, not covering the ground, but rushing back to the heavens.

They transformed into enormous, immeasurably thick barriers of ice and frost, like walls that stretched from the sky to the earth, perfectly connecting with the spatial cage above, completely sealing off all paths through the sky.

A pincer attack from above and below, a spatial blockade!
The entire battlefield was instantly transformed into a completely isolated zone, cut off from the outside world.

They can't get in, and they can't get out!
This was a spatial blockade set up by Lu Jun and Gu Yuena, completely sealing off the entire battlefield.

This is to protect Douluo Star from being blown to smithereens by the power of these God-Kings in the upcoming battle.

At the same time, it was also to cut off Tang San's escape route!

"This is... a double absolute blockade of space and frost?"

Tang San felt the power of the laws emanating from that indestructible barrier, a power that made even him feel a little uneasy, and for the first time, his face showed a brief moment of blankness.

So, Gu Yuena and Lu Jun endured for so long, watching others fight to the death, just to secretly orchestrate this earth-shattering scheme?

It wasn't to escape, but to... completely block all his escape routes?
They were so arrogant as to want to completely leave him, the supreme god-king who held the power of the divine realm, severely injure him, or even... kill him.

Realizing this, a feeling of utter absurdity welled up inside me, followed by an overwhelming rage at being provoked by ants.

He turned around abruptly and exchanged a glance with his daughter, Tang Wutong, who was also looking surprised. They both saw disbelief and a hint of unease in each other's eyes.

In that brief moment, Tang San and Tang Wutong completed a telepathic communication.

Before Tang San could make his next move, the sky above, covered by a barrier of frost, seemed to be forcibly ripped open by an immense force. A bolt of lightning, indescribable in color and accompanied by a soul-rending roar, disregarded spatial distance and struck down with a speed beyond comprehension. No, that wasn't lightning; it was a sword light!
A sword light that embodies the ultimate meaning of speed.

"The first sword of the Nine Styles of Ice Abyss".

Lu Jun's calm and composed voice, which seemed to contain the eternal chill of the entire far north, descended like a judgment, accompanied by the sword light.

Fast, indescribably fast!

Coming from the highest heavens and descending to the deepest hell, it suddenly appeared above Tang San's head.

Even before the sword arrived, its extremely sharp edge had already made Tang San's scalp tingle, and his divine power involuntarily surged, issuing a sharp warning.

This sword strike made him feel a long-lost, deadly crisis that could threaten his life.

Tang San let out a roar of shock and rage. He could no longer care about anything else. Almost instinctively, he held the Asura Demon Sword above his head and poured the vast Asura divine power into the sword without reservation. The dark red light surged and transformed into a thick blood-red light shield, attempting to block this earth-shattering blow.

"Keng——"

The sound of the two swords clashing was not loud, but it clearly penetrated into the depths of everyone's soul, causing everyone's heart to tremble.

The next moment, something happened that terrified Tang San.

He could clearly see that on the point where the icy blue sword light touched the blade of his indestructible Asura Demon Sword, which had accompanied him in his conquest of the divine realm, a tiny yet incredibly clear crack spread out like a spider web.

Although it was only as thin as a hair, and although it was instantly repaired and mended by his immense divine power, it was still... cracked!
His Asura Demon Sword was actually cracked by the opponent's sword during the head-on collision?

How can this be?

"Lu Jun, are you done?"

Only now did Le Zhengyu recover from the suffocating feeling of near death. He felt the death sword energy locking onto him disappear, and looking at the familiar figure descending from the sky, his eyes instantly burst with the wild joy and excitement of surviving a disaster.

"Brother Lu!"

Xie Xie's voice choked with emotion, and he raised his arms and shouted with a sob, as if he had seen the arrival of a savior.

All eyes were focused on the white-clad figure that gracefully descended.

Lu Jun held the Ice Abyss Sword, his posture elegant and graceful, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

The icy blue sword blade, its light now restrained, seemed to contain a chilling aura that could freeze the heavens, making it even more dazzling than the icy barrier of the sky.

He moved from top to bottom, the tip of his sword lightly touching the Asura Demon Sword that was blocking his way, and the crisp sound that seemed to decide his fate still seemed to echo in his ears.

The scene seemed to freeze at that moment, eternally imprinting that stunning, lightning-fast sword strike in everyone's minds.

At this moment, the energy level emanating from Lu Jun was only... the realm of a second-level god.

He had clearly used the primal power stored within the Ice Abyss Sword to forcibly and temporarily elevate himself to this level.

A level two god is almost the lowest level being present.

However, no one dared to underestimate it in the slightest.

Everyone clearly remembered that this man, when he was a level 95 Super Douluo, was able to kill a priest in one move and severely injure a level 3 god.

Now that he has reached the second-level god realm, to what unbelievable extent will his strength increase? (End of this chapter)