Douluo Continent, my martial soul is the Silver Dragon King.

In ancient legends, the Dragon God at his peak was only cut in two by the Asura God after being weakened by other god-kings, which was far beyond what the Asura God could defeat alone.

If the Dragon God has no will to fight and is determined to flee, even if all the God Kings of the God Realm arrive together, there is absolutely no way they can stop the Dragon God.

At this moment, Lu Chen was riding the majestic body of the Dragon God and fleeing swiftly. In the blink of an eye, the enormous dragon body transformed into a streak of light, and in just a breath, it had already fled to a place 108,000 miles away.

The terrifying sword strike from the Asura God, powerful enough to cleave a planet, merely shattered the afterimage left behind by Lu Chen, futilely annihilating a large swath of void.

"Um?"

The Asura God frowned slightly. He saw that the arrogant dragon god who had once single-handedly fought against all the gods of the divine realm now showed no intention of continuing the battle and fled into the distant starry sky.

A hint of doubt crossed the mind of the Asura God.

This is absolutely not the demeanor of the unyielding dragon god of yesteryear!

The Asura God's chaotic, pale eyes closed slightly, his lips moving silently. The next moment, a voice transmission imbued with the will of a god-king disregarded the barriers of space and resounded throughout the entire universe.

"May I understand this to mean that even the once mighty and unyielding Dragon God has a day when he must retreat?"

These words stunned all the gods and dragons present, and they all looked at Lu Chen.

When they saw Lu Chen running away, each of them was deeply shocked.

For the enemy, Lu Chen's escape was a cause for celebration.

However, for the dragons, Lu Chen's escape left them feeling disappointed and dejected, their eyes filled with grief, indignation, and helplessness.

However, just as the gods were celebrating their victory in advance, Lu Chen's figure froze in place.

How could he not feel the roars of those thousands upon thousands of dragons?

"Ugh."

Lu Chen let out a long sigh, like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, creating ripples.

"I'm dreaming now, so it should be fine, right?"

Lu Chen slowly turned around, his eyes solemn, his majestic gaze traversing numerous planets before finally landing on the God of Asura.

"The first Asura God, is it?" Lu Chen's voice was deep and calm, echoing through the starry sky, yet containing a power that made even the stars tremble. "Very good... very good, daring to be so presumptuous in my dream!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Chen's giant claw, covered in dragon scales, reached out into the void ahead.

There was no earth-shattering energy eruption, no manifestation of laws that tore through space; it was simply an extremely natural action.

However, with such a casual exploration, an irresistible suction force was suddenly generated.

The Asura God, far away, felt an unparalleled power surge into him, and the scene before his eyes instantly blurred and distorted!

In the blink of an eye, the Asura God was horrified to find himself hovering in front of Lu Chen in a very disheveled state.

What shocked him even more was that Lu Chen's enormous dragon claw, like an iron clamp, firmly gripped his throat!

That posture was like a strong, grown man grabbing a weak chick by the neck!

"How could this be!"

The Asura God was greatly alarmed.

Although the strength of the gods in the divine realm varies, their realms are ultimately not too different, and they keep each other in check. There has never been a case where one side could so easily crush the other without the other reacting or noticing!

This completely overturned his understanding of power levels!

The Asura God's originally pale, ruthless eyes, which viewed all living beings as mere ants and weeds, finally revealed fear.

He stared intently at the enormous dragon head before him, hysterically demanding:

"This power doesn't belong to the Dragon God at all! Who are you?!"

"You clearly possess such terrifying power, so why do you hide within the body of a dragon god? Why did you feign escape just now!"

Lu Chen lowered his eyes to look at the first Asura God, his gaze calm.

"Shura, don't bark like a dog. It's not honorable."

"Since you know you are destined to die, then face it with equanimity and stand tall."

Lu Chen's words seemed to have a magical power; the Asura God, who had been struggling wildly, gradually calmed down.

He was, after all, the God-King who held the power of killing and destruction in the divine realm, and possessed his own pride.

Asura God met Lu Chen's unfathomable gaze, his voice hoarse, struggling to maintain the last shred of the calm and seriousness befitting a god-king:

"Tell me, who exactly are you?"

At this moment, seven-colored divine light emanated from Lu Chen's enormous dragon claw, and the Asura God's already immortal body, with bones constructed from supreme laws, emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

Immediately afterwards, the Asura God's body shattered inch by inch, turning into dust, and even his unwilling soul dissipated in this cold star field.

"The person in my dreams, Lu Chen."

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Meanwhile, in the distant lower realm, in the deepest part of the forbidden land—the City of Slaughter—soaked in endless bloodshed and resentment.

The viscous sea of ​​blood, exuding a pungent, rusty stench, slowly wriggled and boiled like a living thing.

At the heart of this sea of ​​blood stands a grotesque throne made of countless pale skulls.

The King of Slaughter, the absolute ruler of this land of slaughter, sat on his throne with his eyes closed, as if immersed in some kind of deep meditation.

He exuded a suffocating aura of brutality and slaughter, much like the aura emanating from the first Asura God.

Suddenly, the King of Slaughter opened his eyes, his scarlet gaze fixed on the northeast.

That direction was precisely the direction of the city where Lu Chen was located.

A silent smile slowly spread across the lips of the King of Slaughter.

"The person in my dreams... Lu Chen!"

"Hehehe, interesting, this is really interesting!"

The King of Slaughter's voice was deep and hoarse, his pale face now filled with greed.

At this moment, Lu Chen, who had annihilated the first Asura God in his dream, was still unaware that his actions in the dream would have a slight impact on reality.

When Lu Chen woke up, it was already the morning of the third day.

Lu Chen got up from the ground, supporting his head with his hand. "Ouch...it hurts..." The pain felt like being hit on the back of the head with an iron bar.

After a moment, Lu Chen subconsciously looked out the window. The sky was just beginning to lighten, and there were even early birds chirping in the air.

"It seems the effects of the medicine have worn off."

"I just never expected to have a God King experience card in my dream."

Lu Chen sighed with emotion.

After all, battles between strong individuals are rare, and low-level Soul Masters can improve their combat experience by observing battles between high-level Soul Masters.

Observing the battles between deities in his dreams was of great benefit to him.

Lu Chen turned over and stood up, patting the dust off his clothes.

He looked up and noticed a long, silver-white spear standing upright in one corner of the room.