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

Emperor Xu shook his head helplessly, a rare bitter smile appearing on his face:

"Miss Wu Siduo, the Federation has treated you quite well, hasn't it? Are you just hoping that Lu Jun and I will fight to the death?"

Wu Siduo was speechless, her cheeks flushed even redder, but she didn't know how to refute it.

She only vaguely felt that there seemed to be something different about the Speaker in front of her.

It lacked some of its aggressive authority, and even had a hint of melancholy.

Di Tian stepped forward, his gaze lingering on Xu Tiandi for a moment before turning to Lu Jun, finally letting out a cold snort:
"...It seems you've reached a consensus."

He paused, his voice still cold and hard:
"Alright."

His dragon aura rippled slightly, clearly indicating that he had reached the level of a divine official.

This beast god, who had been trapped on the continent's limits for eight hundred thousand years, broke free of his shackles. His profound foundation and solid divine status far surpassed those of ordinary newly promoted gods.

Previously, when faced with Xu Tiandi and his Soul Guidance Legion pressing in, he held back, not out of fear, but because he knew the gravity of the situation.

He disliked the idea of ​​losing his life due to momentary impulse; instead, he preferred to use leverage to break the deadlock, which he considered the wise approach.

"Congratulations, Senior Emperor Tian," Emperor Xu turned around and calmly nodded to the Beast God whom he had once coerced with his army, "You have finally reached the Divine Realm and achieved your wish."

A cold glint flashed in Di Tian's golden dragon eyes:
"I have taken note of your use of military force to coerce me."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a knife:

"When I come to settle accounts with you, you'd better not die too soon."

Xu Tiandi met his gaze, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly:
"I hope that day will come."

The calmness in his tone, and even a hint of melancholy, made Di Tian pause for a moment. He then frowned even more deeply but remained silent.

At this moment, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the blonde girl who was still in a daze in the center of the room.

The changes in Di Yue have reached a point where they can no longer be ignored.

The golden light grew stronger and stronger, forming a warm and magnificent halo around her.

Beneath her feet, the cracked rock strata began to heal spontaneously, and tender moss and grass grew.

Above, the clouds, disturbed by the aftershocks of the battle, gradually calmed down, revealing clear sunlight.

The desolate battlefield ruins seemed to regain a faint glimmer of life because of her presence.

The vast, boundless dimensional favor and primordial authority that had once bestowed upon Emperor Xu Tian was now flowing towards Emperor Yue like rivers flowing into the sea.

“It seems…” Lu Jun stared at the scene and spoke softly, breaking the strange silence, “The Lord of the Planes… has made its choice.”

Di Yue finally snapped out of her daze.

She raised her hands, looking at the golden light flowing through her palms, as if it contained the pulse of the earth and the breath of the sky. Then she looked up at the crowd, her red eyes wide open, her exquisitely beautiful face filled with helplessness, as if asking, "Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"

"what……?"

She uttered a short, confused monosyllabic sound.

"Really... me? The Lord of the Planes?"

She pointed to the tip of her nose, her expression bewildered, like a squirrel suddenly given a crown.

"I am just... an imperial auspicious beast..."

Her voice trailed off, clearly indicating that even she herself found the plot development absurd.

Looking at her, a very faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on Di Tian's usually cold and stern face.

In that smile, there was satisfaction, pride, and a deep tenderness. In his heart, Di Yue was never just a simple imperial beast, but a daughter he had raised with his own hands and cherished dearly.

How could he not be delighted that his daughter had such an opportunity?

"It seems," Di Tian's deep voice carried a rare gentleness, "that today wasn't all bad."

Emperor Xu also composed himself, faced Emperor Yue, and solemnly nodded:
"Congratulations to the Imperial Beast for being favored by the plane and rising to become the master of this realm."

Di Yue, however, did not listen to their congratulations at all.

Her crimson eyes stared straight at Lu Jun, her small face conveying the message, "Tell me this is your prank."

"This...you did this?"

Lu Jun shrugged, his expression innocent:
"not me."

He looked up at the clear, high sky, then down at the ravaged yet still tenacious land beneath his feet, his voice carrying a distant sigh:
"This is probably... the choice made by the original ruler of that plane during the long period of slumber and awakening."

The wind swept across the abyss, stirring up fine dust and sand.

Di Yue stood in the center of the warm golden halo, feeling the whispers and patterns from the entire planet gradually becoming clearer in her mind, still somewhat dazed.

Xu Tiandi held the staff that had once again turned dull, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Lu Jun smiled and leaned closer, then gently patted Di Yue's shoulder.

The shoulder line touched by the palm was slightly tense, but then relaxed naturally due to the warm and powerful dimensional energy.

The golden-earth aura surrounding Di Yue rippled with light patterns as her emotions fluctuated.

"Congratulations!" Lu Jun's voice was undisguisedly teasing. "How does it feel to become the planet's butler? Does it suddenly feel like a thousand pounds of responsibility are on your shoulders?"

Di Yue turned her face, her crimson eyes misty, and her exquisitely beautiful face, filled with grievance, made her look like a cat that had been forcibly dressed in gorgeous clothes and was at a loss.

"I don't want to be some kind of plane master..." Her voice was muffled, tinged with a sob, "and I don't feel happy at all!"

They say one thing but do another.

She unconsciously lowered her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the surrounding land, shattered and broken by the clash of laws.

A deep abyss, cracked rock layers, mountain ridges flattened by shockwaves, and turbulent energy currents still lingering in the air.

A sense of reluctance and responsibility, stemming from instinct, quietly arose.

She took a soft breath.

There was no visible movement, only a brief, fleeting flash of golden light in his crimson eyes.

next moment--

"Om..."

A deep, resonant sound, like the heartbeat of the earth, came from deep beneath our feet.

Between the cracks in the rock, specks of golden light emerged like fireflies, gently seeping into every wound.

At the edge of the enormous abyss, the rock and soil seemed to come alive, slowly crawling inward to heal itself. Although the speed was not fast, it carried a steady power belonging to the planet's self-healing.

On the site of the evaporated lake, water vapor re-condenses, turning into a light drizzle that nourishes the scorched earth.

Further away, new green shoots sprout from the broken roots of grass and trees, and tender buds emerge from the dead tree trunks.

Everything is slowly reviving under a tranquil and profound will.

Di Yue stared blankly at everything, even she herself was somewhat stunned. (End of this chapter)