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

Chen Xinjie's voice choked with emotion, a result of the pain of having his past understanding completely overturned.

“I grew up listening to your legends. On my cultivation path, I have taken you as my goal countless times. Even when I was on the verge of despair and struggling on the edge of life and death, as long as I thought of your protection, I could muster the courage to persevere…”

"I thought it was the power of faith..."

His tone suddenly rose, filled with a heart-wrenching accusation, as if he wanted to roar his very soul out of his body:
"But now you're telling me! All of this is fake?"

"The so-called peak experts of our family in each generation did not rely on their own talent and countless days and nights of hard work, nor on the accumulation and inheritance of the family for thousands of years, but only because... you occasionally threw away a wisp of divine power like charity to a beggar?"

"I once thought that the sea god was just and selfless, compassionate towards all living beings, and a sublime being worth defending with one's life!"

Chen Xinjie's voice was filled with self-mocking indignation.

"So, when I broke through to the Limit Douluo level and felt that faint divine power within my body, as if it came from the endless ocean, I thought it was your approval, the reward for my family's ten thousand years of faith!"

"I am proud of this! This has strengthened my resolve to protect my family and the Douluo Continent!"

"But now you're saying our faith is worthless?"

"Are we merely meaningless ants and appendages in the eyes of a god, to be crushed at will?"

Chen Xinjie's consciousness erupted with its last strength, a furious cry against an existence that had been utterly denied.

“Throughout my life, I, Chen Xinjie, have never betrayed my faith. Even when surrounded by powerful enemies, even when my family was in crisis several times, even when faced with the coercion and temptation of the Federal Speaker, I have never wavered in my loyalty to the Sea God!”

“I am proud to be a believer of the sea god, but what about you? You, this high and mighty deity, not only casually deny all the efforts and sacrifices our family has made over the past ten thousand years, but also ruthlessly discard us like worn-out shoes after we have lost our usefulness!”

"pay?"

Tang San was thoroughly enraged by Chen Xinjie's accusations. His remaining divine king will erupted with terrifying pressure, attempting to forcibly crush the soul of this disobedient tool. His voice boomed like thunder, filled with utmost contempt:

"Your so-called sacrifices are nothing but the flattery and self-pity of ants towards a dragon!"

"If I didn't need your family as an anchor point for me to maintain my faith and position myself on the Douluo Continent, if I didn't occasionally be in a good mood and bestow a tiny bit of insignificant divine power upon you, allowing you to break through that pitiful bottleneck, would you even deserve to stand at the so-called pinnacle of the continent with your meager talent and laughable efforts?"

"dream!"

These last words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely shattering all of Chen Xinjie's remaining hope and illusions.

"Since that's the case..." Chen Xinjie's voice became extremely calm, a final decision made after utter despair, "Then don't blame me, you hypocritical god!"

The next moment, Chen Xinjie's will, which had been fading away, suddenly burst forth with unprecedented power, as if in a final burst of energy.

He wasn't fighting to gain control of the body; he wanted to imprison Tang San's God-King power, which was attempting to self-destruct or escape, within the body that rightfully belonged to him.

He wanted to use his last breath and soul as a cage to imprison the god he once believed in but now hated.

"Lu Jun! Do it now!!"

With the last of his soul's strength, Chen Xinjie let out a deafening roar, a sound that carried both relief and a sense of urgency.

"There's no time! I... I can't hold him off for much longer!!!"

This sudden turn of events made Lu Jun's eyes narrow.

He watched as the body in the distance struggled frantically on the ground, its left and right hands fighting each other, its legs tripping each other, its face twisting wildly between Tang San's ferocity and Chen Xinjie's resolute determination, and in an instant he understood Chen Xinjie's intention.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Jun moved like lightning, transforming into a streak of icy blue light that tore through space with the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand, appearing almost instantly behind the violently struggling Tang San.

The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"puff--"

A faint, almost inaudible tearing sound. Tang San's struggling movements suddenly froze at that moment.

A thin, yet incredibly clear, ice-blue thread slowly emerged from his neck.

The thread contained an absolute freezing power that lasted for a fleeting moment, freezing not only the physical life force but also spreading instantly to extinguish the two violent and conflicting wills within him.

Tang San's soul and Chen Xinjie's remnant soul solidified together.

Chen Xinjie's voice, filled with endless weariness and a hint of relief, rang out intermittently like a candle flickering in the wind, seemingly resonating directly in Lu Jun's heart:

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for allowing me to die with pride as a human being."

"Instead of being a puppet toyed with and abandoned by the gods."

A faint sigh escaped into the wind.

Chen Xinjie's last vestige of stubborn resistance vanished completely, like a candle flame that had burned out.

"As my follower, Tang San, even... even you... have betrayed me!!!"

Tang San's unwilling, resentful soul roared for the last time within his completely solidified body, but could no longer be heard.

"I'm not reconciled, Mr. Lu! I'm not reconciled!!!"

His consciousness cried out silently within the eternal ice.

"If Wu Lin hadn't betrayed me! If my followers had all remained loyal! You...you definitely wouldn't have gotten away with it! Absolutely!!!"

Faced with this final curse from the level of the soul, a curse of impotent rage, Lu Jun merely snorted coldly and flicked his wrist slightly.

"Click..."

The icy blue threads around the neck of that frozen body suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

The head, still bearing Tang San's angry and resentful expression, separated from the body and rolled to the ground.

The moment the head separated from the torso, the face began to twist and change like a melting wax figure, and the illusory image of Tang San dissipated like wisps of smoke.

The final image captured was of Chen Xinjie, the Vast Ocean Douluo, his aged face, yet with a serene expression of final liberation.

"Nothing in this world is absolute, Tang San."

Lu Jun stood with his sword in hand, his gaze calmly fixed on the head, as if whispering to the lingering spirit in the air.

"The conspiracies, manipulation, and deception you rely on may succeed for a time, but they will eventually be defeated by people's hearts."

"This is the ending you've been trying to achieve all this time, despite all your scheming."

"..."

A frozen silence enveloped the area.

The God-King power belonging to Tang San's incarnation, having lost the pull of will and the constraints of the body, transformed into an incomparably pure red energy ball containing a vast Asura killing intent. It slowly peeled away from Chen Xinjie's body, which was gradually returning to its original form but was now lifeless, and quietly floated in front of Lu Jun.

The headless body completely reverted to Chen Xinjie's original appearance, lying quietly on the cold ground, as if it had simply fallen into a deep sleep.

Chen Xinjie, the former master of the War God Temple of the Federation, a level 99 Quasi-God Limit Douluo, and known as the Guardian of the Ocean.

In this battle, with the complete collapse of his faith and his final struggle against fate, he fell! (End of Chapter)