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

"clang--"

An indescribable, terrifying roar, as if two worlds had collided, was accompanied by a visible, destructive shockwave, a mixture of sword blades and golden-purple hues, that spread wildly in a ring.

Below, the already unrecognizable Gobi Desert was once again deeply upturned as if by an invisible giant plow, collapsing into a huge sinkhole with a diameter of more than tens of kilometers.

The rock layers at the edge were lifted by the shock wave, forming a ring of earth waves hundreds of meters high.

Xu Tiandi, who had already advanced to the level of a quasi-first-level god, exerted all his strength and even manifested his ultimate Dragon King form to barely withstand Lu Jun's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin attack, which gathered power from thousands of miles away and fused with the laws.

Lu Jun hovered in the air, his brows slightly furrowed.

He could feel that the downward pressure of the giant sword was encountering unprecedented and tenacious resistance.

The body of the Purple Radiance Annihilation Dragon contained divine power and the laws of destruction empowered by the origin of the plane, making it more resilient than imagined.

With a slight thought, the illusory figures of the Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor, who had been quietly providing the blessing power of the Ice and Snow Goddess behind him, placed their jade hands on his back.

A purer and more abundant source of ice and snow power was poured in without reservation.

At the same time, deep within his spiritual sea, the first ice-attribute soul spirit to form a contract with him and which has now evolved to the level of a dragon king, also let out a deep dragon roar, adding its own dragon power and soul essence to Lu Jun.

Lu Jun and his spirit companions also gave it their all!
"Roar--"

The Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon roared once again, shaking the heavens and earth. This time, it was also mixed with the terrifying mental force of Emperor Xu Tian, ​​which had reached the god level and was full of destructive will.

The sound waves, like a giant hammer, slammed into Lu Jun's mind. At the same time, the destructive power of his dragon-transformed body surged again, and the purplish-black flames burning on his dragon scales almost scorched through the space.

A colossal dragon, tens of millions of feet long, coiled in the sky, becoming the sole focus of the world. It possessed world-destroying power to summon wind and rain, and to command thunder and lightning, determined to overturn the giant frost sword above its head.

Upon seeing this, the last trace of hesitation in Lu Jun's eyes vanished, replaced by a resolute determination to destroy everything.

A strange, blood-red aura suddenly filled his eyes.

This aura quickly spread throughout his body; beneath his fair skin, bluish veins bulged and throbbed violently like writhing dragons, and then—

"Puff puff!"

A series of soft popping sounds rang out.

Lu Jun's skin blew open in many places, and bright red blood gushed out instantly, staining his white clothes a dazzling crimson color.

In just a breath or two, he transformed into a terrifying figure, as if he had emerged from a sea of ​​blood.

However, with this self-destructive outburst, an even more violent and tragic power, containing endless killing intent and a will to sacrifice, surged out from his body and poured into the frost greatsword.

The Frost Greatsword's deep ice-blue blade, as if stained with blood, instantly lost its blue hue and transformed into a strange and terrifying dark red.

Moreover, the sword trembled violently, its size expanded again, and the blood-red cold light emanating from its blade caused the surrounding space to become unstable, distorted, and collapsed.

A blood-red greatsword!
The Purple Emperor, who had transformed into the Heavenly Dragon of Annihilation, felt the pressure from his claws suddenly increase several times over.

The blood-red greatsword contained not only extreme cold and sharpness, but also a tragic will.

His dragon-transformed body, which he barely managed to maintain by burning his very essence, finally began to give way under this sudden surge of terrifying pressure, emitting a sickening sound of bones cracking and scales shattering.

The massive dragon body was slowly slumped down by the giant sword, its claws carving two bottomless furrows in the ground. It looked as if it was about to be completely crushed by the blood-red giant sword and nailed to the earth.

Completely at a disadvantage, the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon let out an unwilling roar, its wings spread to their limit with all its might, every dragon scale, every drop of dragon blood, and every wisp of divine soul frantically squeezing out its last bit of power.

Spiritual power and divine power forcibly merged in an unprecedented way, attempting a final, desperate struggle to reverse the tide of fate.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon roared once again, its divine power almost burning itself out, through the mouth of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon.

The sound waves manifested as tangible, purplish-gold ripples, exploding outwards from the Dragon King's head and sweeping in all directions. Space trembled violently and groaned under the Dragon King's roar, which contained a spiritual impact.

The entire battlefield, from the frozen icy blue area to the surrounding destructive lightning domain, trembled violently under this roar.

Faced with Xu Tiandi's almost suicidal mental attack, the phantoms of the Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor behind Lu Jun became even more solid, and a hint of paleness even appeared on their faces, clearly indicating that they had pushed their power to the limit.

The Ice Dragon King's spirit let out a painful dragon roar, yet it continued to unleash its power without flinching.

Fight!

Both sides have gone all out, betting everything on this final clash!

One side aims to slay the dragon with their sword and end everything; the other side aims to break free from the sword and reverse the tide of fate!

The crimson giant sword slowly pressed down, and the body of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon King bent slightly. Its dragon claws once again sank deep into the cracked earth below, plowing out deep trenches, but it still held firm and refused to give an inch!
Stalemate!

Just as the crimson greatsword and the destructive dragon reached their most intense stalemate, and their energy surged to its peak—

The whole world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Time and space seemed to freeze briefly.

Immediately following, a terrifying explosion, a thousand times more violent than any previous one, erupted at the point of contact between the giant sword and the dragon's body.

"Boom——"

Concentric rings of destructive energy, solidified like black crystals and mixed with crimson, icy blue, and golden purple hues, spread infinitely towards the horizon at a speed beyond comprehension, like deathly ripples stirred up by a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Where the ripples passed—

"Crash-"

It directly overturned the entire earth within sight.

Whether it's the Gobi Desert, rock formations, deep pits, or waves of earth, it's as if a layer of it has been instantly polished by the finest sandpaper, disappearing into thin air.

It is over 100 meters thick.

It left behind a terrifying circular abyss, smooth as a mirror, bottomless, and with an immeasurable diameter.

The edges were so neat it was almost unsettling.

As for the smoke and dust produced by the Big Bang?
No, even the smoke and dust were broken down into the most basic energy particles in those annihilation ripples and vanished without a trace.

When the destructive ripples finally subsided and dissipated.

The crimson giant sword had vanished from the sky.

On the edge of the abyss, Emperor Xu knelt on one knee, barely maintaining his human form.

He was covered in blood, as if he had been pulled from a pool of blood. His once meticulously styled hair was now disheveled and stuck to his forehead, and his face was covered in blood and frost.

The divine staff that he had always held tightly in his hand, representing his status and power, was now casually tossed aside not far away. The staff was dull and even had a few fine cracks.

He was panting heavily, each breath aggravating his severe injuries and causing excruciating pain.

It seems the situation is settled.

The Limit Douluo was able to completely overpower a quasi-first-level god, who had no power to resist whatsoever… (End of Chapter)