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

Each question was like a precise poisonous thorn, piercing the most tender forbidden zone of Tang Wutong's consciousness.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and the desolate land in her mind that had been forcibly erased suddenly rippled violently.

Blurry and fragmented images surged forth.

It was an extreme cold that permeated the very marrow of one's being, as if the soul had been mercilessly split in two, one half sinking into eternal night, the other half exposed to blazing light.

A faint, childlike, desperate sobbing seemed to echo in my ears, as if it came from another, torn self.

There were two more hazy figures, one dignified and indifferent, the other gentle yet filled with sorrow. The gentle figure seemed to be pleading for something, but was pushed away by the dignified figure...

"No...stop! Don't think about it anymore!"

Tang Wutong clutched her head in anguish, her light blue hair clinging messily to her sweat-drenched cheeks.

"Illusions, these are all vicious illusions you created!"

She could clearly sense that as these fragments of memory tried to be pieced together, a vast and warm power suddenly awakened deep within her consciousness, like an invisible barrier, ruthlessly suppressing and even attempting to completely crush these traces of revival.

She was all too familiar with this power; it was the divine power of Tang San, originating from her bloodline and soul, a protective mark quietly imprinted on her when she descended to the mortal realm of Douluo Continent.

Now it seems that this was not protection at all, but rather an unbreakable shackle that imprisoned her mind.

"That's not an illusion; it's your true memory that's been sealed away."

Lu Jun's voice suddenly rose, carrying a resolute and unquestionable force.

"What Tang San left deep in your soul was not only the inheritance of divine power, but also a mental prison. He was afraid that you would remember the truth and that you would break free of his control, so from the very beginning, he thoroughly tamed you."

"You supported the Green Skull and slaughtered the innocent, and he tacitly approved and condoned it; you went against the Federation and were trapped in a desperate situation, and he watched coldly; even now that you are a prisoner and have lost all dignity, he still does nothing."

"Because in his eyes, you were never a blood relative who needed to be cherished, but merely a convenient pawn."

"Once a chess piece loses its value, there are only two possible outcomes: it may be ruthlessly discarded or it may be completely destroyed."

"Now, you only have two paths before you: one is to voluntarily relinquish your position as the Sea God, form an alliance with us, and be reborn; the other is to be imprisoned here forever, until we finally confront your father, and use you as a bargaining chip in negotiations..."

"No, this isn't right!"

Tang Wutong suddenly raised her head, her eyes bloodshot, her once lively pink-blue eyes now filled with only frantic resistance.

The divine power originating from Tang San surged within her body like boiling water, forcefully suppressing the fragments of memories that were causing her to collapse. The runes on the chains burst forth with dazzling light due to the impact of this violent divine power, and the air in the entire secret chamber was violently distorted, emitting an unbearable hum.

"Your father is not as you slander him! His greatness is beyond the comprehension of an ant like you!"

"No matter what, I will never relinquish the Sea God's position passed down from my father!"

She roared hoarsely, her voice as rough as a broken bellows.

“You lowly mortals have no right to speak ill of the gods. Even if my soul and spirit are destroyed, I will never believe you in the slightest! I will never betray my father!”

With her roar, the divine power within her body became increasingly violent, and the golden shackles deep within her soul became clearer and more solid.

Lu Jun could clearly sense that a power of law originating from the divine realm was being activated within her body. The sole purpose of this power was to make her remain absolutely loyal to Tang San, even at the cost of her physical and spiritual annihilation.

This is Tang San's method: not only to control her actions, but also to imprison her heart, forging his own daughter into a perfect tool that will never betray him.

Tang Wutong's body began to be enveloped in a layer of pale golden divine light. It was the divine power left behind by Tang San that was spontaneously protecting its master and also constantly reinforcing that mental shackle.

"...As expected of you, Tang San."

Seeing that even this deeply ingrained protective mechanism was forced out by his own words, Lu Jun felt a chilling sarcasm and shook his head helplessly.

To go to such lengths for one's own daughter—this fatherly love is truly astounding.

Is this really his biological father, with whom he shares blood ties?
"Either kill me now, or wait for my father to arrive and annihilate you all!"

Her voice returned to its icy tone, yet carried a chilling stubbornness. "Trying to make me betray him? Wishful thinking."

Lu Jun sighed.

He had not expected that the soul restriction set up by Tang San would be so stubborn. Even though the crack in his memory had been pried open, it could still be forcibly reversed and consolidated by this power.

It was almost a success.

As a result, the protective mechanism left behind by Tang San immediately corrected the situation.

This forced Lu Jun to admit that Tang San was truly ruthless when it came to his children, a fact that Lu Jun readily conceded.

No wonder they managed to create a chastity lock in the original story, which drove Huo Yuhao crazy.

This Tang San is probably some kind of psychopath.

Gu Yuena, who had been standing quietly by the door like a lotus in the moonlight, gently shook her head, and a clear, cold voice reached Lu Jun's ears:

"Tang San's divine power has deeply merged with her soul. Unless her own will is fundamentally shaken, it is extremely difficult for external forces to forcibly break this mental shackle."

"If we push her too hard now, it might completely shut her down, and it might even trigger Tang San's backup plan of mutual destruction."

Lu Jun slowly nodded. He could sense that Tang Wutong's divine power had risen to the critical point of explosion. If pressure was applied further, she might choose to detonate her divine soul at all costs to prove her loyalty to Tang San.

He stared into Tang Wutong's empty yet burning with a mad flame, his heart filled with coldness.

Tang San's move was indeed extremely vicious. He used false paternal love as bait and supreme divine authority as a lock, turning his own flesh and blood into a dead pawn that would never betray him.

"very good."

Lu Jun slowly took half a step back, his tone returning to calm.

I won't pressure you for now.

"Nana, I'll trouble you to take care of her personally during this time."

"a piece of cake."

Gu Yuena's lips curled up slightly, a hint of ill intent flashing across her face, her gaze sweeping over Tang Wutong like an icy blade.

"Besides, I'd be more than happy to keep an eye on this bitch myself. What if she has a moment of weakness and does something unwise?"

"Yes, there's one more thing..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jun flipped his wrist, and the Ice Abyss Sword appeared. Without the slightest hesitation, the sword flashed like lightning and accurately pierced Tang Wutong's abdomen.

"what--!"

The excruciating pain caused her to let out a suppressed groan.

"To prevent any accidents, Tang Wutong, since you are so loyal to your father, then live on tenaciously."

Lu Jun leaned close to her ear, his voice low and deep, like a devil's murmur.

"Maybe you can really hold on until Tang San comes to save you? Although I don't know when that will be, or maybe... he won't come at all."

"During this time, you can rest assured and be the source of divine power for my Ice Abyss Sword."

Lu Jun gripped the sword hilt firmly, feeling the greedy suction from the blade and the divine power within Tang Wutong being drawn out like a flood. His smile deepened.

"My strength was greatly depleted in the previous battle with Tang San, so now I'm counting on you to help me replenish it."

You—shameless!

Tang Wutong's phoenix eyes widened, a mixture of anger and pain within them. (End of Chapter)