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

The God of Life recounted a series of bad news, each word like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

Later on, Xiaowu became numb to the story. She just stared blankly at her husband, who was barely breathing on the bed, like a helpless wife, tears streaming down her face.

The three god-kings, Destruction, Goodness, and Evil, were completely dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.

"What...what on earth did Tang San do?"

The God of Destruction finally couldn't hold back any longer, his voice filled with barely suppressed rage and questioning.

"At this critical juncture, just before the war of the gods was about to begin, why did he leave the realm of the gods? And why did he suffer such bizarre and severe injuries? He even lost his position as the god of the sea? This is simply..."

He didn't say what he was going to say, but everyone understood.

This is utterly absurd, the most ridiculous thing ever!
"He looks like this now..."

The kind-hearted god-king looked at Tang San with deep concern.

"Let alone participating in the War of the Gods, even maintaining our God-King status is a problem... Our Douluo God Realm has essentially lost a crucial God-King before the war even began."

"This is undoubtedly a fatal blow."

The evil god-king also stopped smiling, his face turning gloomy.

The war of the gods concerns the future development of the entire divine realm, and the absence of any god-king could bring catastrophic consequences.

"No matter what, the priority now is to do everything possible to stabilize his injuries and try to treat him."

The God of Life took a deep breath and made his choice.

"As for the war of the gods... we can only discuss that later. The most urgent task is to protect Tang San's life and the foundation of his divine position."

"That's all it can do."

The benevolent god-king and the evil god-king exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes, and nodded in agreement.

The God of Destruction stared coldly at Tang San, who lay unconscious on the bed. His purple cloak fluttered even without wind, revealing the turmoil in his heart.

He snorted coldly, his tone carrying a chilling edge:
"I'm very, very curious... what exactly happened to him?"

"What kind of being could cause this infallible Asura God to not only be severely injured, but also lose the Sea God's position that he had cultivated for ten thousand years?"

"This is truly... a double loss, a case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead!"

His words were blunt, directly pointing out the possible ulterior motives behind Tang San's actions.

"destroy!"

The Goddess of Life gently tugged at her husband's sleeve and softly reminded him.

She knew that Destruction had a long-standing grudge against Tang San, but this was not the time to pursue it, especially in front of the heartbroken Xiao Wu.

The God of Destruction glanced at his wife, then at Tang San, who was barely breathing on the bed, and Xiao Wu, who was heartbroken beside him. In the end, he swallowed back the sharper words that followed, and just snorted heavily, saying nothing more.

……

However, they did not know that Tang San, who was in a deep coma at the moment, was not completely unconscious, but rather his consciousness was sinking into an endless ocean of darkness and humiliation.

Damn it!

waste!

What a shame!
He, Tang San, the supreme god-king who holds the power of the god realm, the successor of the sea god and the god of asura, actually... actually lost completely to a weapon spirit!
A spirit of an incredibly powerful artifact!!

Within the fragments of consciousness, the final scene in the valley of Douluo Continent kept replaying.

Lu Jun's icy gaze, the Ice Abyss Sword radiating absolute chill, Chen Xinjie's treacherous roar, the blood-red ice flowers exploding before his mother A Yin's eyes, and the despairing figure of his daughter Wu Tong turned into an ice sculpture.

Endless regret, raging rage, and heart-wrenching grief gnawed at his soul like venomous snakes.

His original plan was perfect! Taking advantage of the time-space turbulence interfering with the divine realm's surveillance on the eve of the War of the Gods, he quietly descended upon the Douluo Continent, crushing everything with absolute power and refining and subduing the Ice Abyss Sword, a super artifact with infinite potential.

At that time, wielding the Ice Abyss Sword, with its power surpassing that of ordinary divine artifacts, he will be able to sweep away the other six God Kings in the War of the Gods, establishing his unique and supreme status in the God Realm!
However... however, reality dealt him the heaviest and most merciless blow!
Not only did he fail to refine the Ice Abyss Sword, but he was also utterly defeated by the combined forces of his opponent and a group of lower-level creatures whom he regarded as ants.

Even the power of the sea god was forcibly stripped away and taken away by the other party!
This is simply crushing his pride and scheming of the past ten thousand years under his feet!

The phrase "losing both wife and army" echoed repeatedly in the depths of his consciousness, like the most vicious curse.

Yes... losing both his wife and his army!

Not only did he lose his position as the Sea God and suffer a great loss of strength, but he also failed to refine the Ice Abyss Sword. Instead, his soul was severely injured by the opponent, which was equivalent to cutting off one of his most important arms!

What pained him even more was that his father, Tang Hao, was turned into Lu Jun's ice puppet, his mother, A Yin, was detonated and perished before his eyes, and his daughter, Wu Tong, was frozen in ice while protecting him...

Almost all of his plans and his family members on the Douluo Continent have been lost!
A plan spanning millennia has come to naught in a single day!
And they paid such a terrible and unbearable price!

His consciousness sank and floated in endless darkness and pain, the bone-deep hatred and humiliation almost setting his soul ablaze.

He only has Xiao Wu left...

All that remained was his beloved, who had been by his side since his youth, and who had shared his trials and tribulations, even as he ascended to the realm of gods…

A powerful obsession and the flames of revenge burned and coalesced wildly deep within the soul of this god-king who had fallen into a coma and was weakened.

He knew he could not let himself succumb to despair.

He must wake up, he must regain his strength!

We must... make that spirit named Lu Jun, and all those who oppose him, pay a thousandfold price!!
However, the reality is that he can only lie here helplessly, feeling the power of the sea god constantly draining away, enduring the doubts from his colleagues and the endless torment in his heart.

The shadow of the war of the gods has already fallen, and he, the giant of the divine realm who was originally highly anticipated, has become the biggest weakness and laughing stock of the divine realm.

The winds of change in the divine realm subtly shifted due to his crushing defeat.

……

In the valley, the silence of survival was replaced by a new sense of tension.

All eyes were focused on Lu Jun, and on the Ice Abyss Sword in his hand that pointed towards the power of the God King.

That ball of golden-red energy, like a miniature universe, contained the carnage of Asuras and the vastness of the ocean. It floated quietly, radiating an alluring yet dangerous aura.

It is the shortcut to supreme power, the hope to end all conflict, and the cornerstone of Lu Jun's plan to "sweep away" everything.

With a determined look in his eyes, Lu Jun took a deep breath and slowly channeled the soul power that had just advanced to level ninety-seven into the Ice Abyss Sword.

On the sword, ice-blue runes lit up one after another, and a powerful suction force began to spread from the tip of the sword, like a miniature black hole, drawing in the power of the god-king, wanting to devour, decompose, and fuse it.

Victory seemed within reach. The team held their breath, and while Gu Yuena was worried, she was also prepared to provide support at any moment.

However, just before the tip of the Ice Abyss Sword was about to truly touch that ball of energy, a sudden change occurred!

The Ice Abyss Sword, which had been quietly held in Lu Jun's hand, suddenly erupted with a sharp and ear-piercing shriek without warning.

This was not a buzzing sound before an attack, but a hiss filled with extreme fear, anxiety, and a sense of warning.

The sword trembled violently, as if trying to break free from Lu Jun's grasp. The tremor even reached his arm, making his entire arm feel numb and tingly.

Immediately afterwards, a cold and sharp thought, like a freezing wind blowing from the deepest part of the far north, pierced into the depths of Lu Jun's calm and focused mind.

This is not language, but a more direct and fundamental warning!
Lu Jun felt a sudden blur before his eyes, surrounded by a shattered valley, his tense companions, and the suspended power of the God-King...

Everything blurred, distorted, and vanished in an instant.

His consciousness was forcibly dragged into a shattered, icy fragment of the future, transmitted by the Ice Abyss Sword, and the scene unfolded. (End of Chapter)