Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Long Xiaoyao never imagined that his death would be so humiliating.

This once-powerful Limit Douluo, who dominated the continent, was now like a toy to be manipulated, his limbs being dismembered one by one by the aloof woman before him.

Each dismantling was accompanied by extreme cold and excruciating pain, yet the opponent's power prevented them from fainting, leaving them only able to watch helplessly as their bodies became mutilated.

Finally, only a head remained, lying forlornly on the cold floor. The wound on the neck had long since frozen, and no blood could flow out.

"Any last words?" Long Yaoqing toyed with the small ice ball that had condensed into a ball between his fingers, his icy blue eyes looking down at Long Xiaoyao on the ground, his tone as indifferent as if he were asking about a trivial matter.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with thick despair. He simply couldn't believe that he would die in such a humiliating way.

Even though Moon died, it was to protect Shrek Academy, a glorious death; while I, on the other hand, was torn to pieces like a clown, such an ending is utterly laughable.

"It seems you have no last words." Long Yaoqing gave Long Xiaoyao three seconds, but seeing that he was just staring at him and couldn't say a word for a long time, he stopped wasting time and the ice puck on his fingertips lit up slightly.

Just as she was about to end Long Xiaoyao's life as if dismembering his limbs, the head on the ground suddenly let out a hoarse, maniacal laugh: "Hahahaha... Shrek Academy will not let you go! Ancestor Tang San will not let the gods behind you go either! I, Long Xiaoyao, will never let you go, even as a ghost!"

This impotent rage, falling on everyone's ears, had no deterrent effect whatsoever; instead, it conveyed a heartbreaking sense of sorrow and helplessness.

Ultimately, all of this was the consequence of his impulsiveness.

If he hadn't been blinded by the news of Ye Xishui's death and hadn't rashly come to cause trouble for Jin Tianming, even if he had just asked a few simple questions and left, with his strength as a Limit Douluo, he might have been able to enjoy his old age in peace.

From the moment he heard the news of Ye Xishui's death, he completely lost his mind and pushed himself step by step into the abyss of death.

Long Xiaoyao's life was full of absurdities—a woman ruined his life, yet seemed to "make" it in another way, making him one of the two famous Holy Dragons on the continent.

But in the end, he still succumbed to this obsession.

"What a pathetic sight." Jin Tianming smirked as he listened to Long Xiaoyao's dying words.

Even death came in such a wretched way, yet they still thought of intimidating others with their ancestors and the academy; it's truly laughable.

boom--!
As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling ice-blue aurora shot from Long Yaoqing's fingertip, hitting Long Xiaoyao's head precisely.

The head exploded like a watermelon struck by a tremendous force, sending red and white matter mixed with shattered ice crystals flying everywhere, staining the frozen floor beneath their feet red.

One of the two holy dragons who resounded throughout the continent, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, thus perished.

Such an absurd ending plunged the entire room into an eerie silence.

The titled Douluo of the Star Luo Empire floating outside looked at each other, none of them daring to speak, just frozen in place and watching silently.

At this moment, their minds were in complete chaos, and they could not accept what was happening before their eyes—the legendary Dragon Emperor Douluo, who was invincible and could not be defeated, had died without any resistance.
If this were to get out, probably no one on the entire continent would believe it.

Long Yaoqing didn't even want to glance at Long Xiaoyao's severed limbs. He withdrew his gaze and focused on Jin Tianming, his tone still cold: "You can handle the rest yourselves."

"Wait!" Jin Tianming called out to her as she turned to leave.

"Is there anything else?" Long Yaoqing stopped and turned to look at him. Jin Tianming pointed to Jing Hongchen, who was frozen solid beside him, and asked helplessly, "Could you thaw him out? We can't leave him like this forever."

"This is what he got for his own words, the price he paid for being so talkative," Long Yaoqing replied calmly. "The ice will melt on its own in a while, so don't worry about him." After saying that, she glanced one last time at the Title Douluos of the Star Luo Empire outside the window.

That single glance carried an extreme sense of oppression, instantly freezing the group of Title Douluos in place, their hair standing on end, almost paralyzed with fear.

But Long Yaoqing didn't say anything more. With a flash, he disappeared completely from the room.

Only after her aura completely dissipated did the group of titled Douluo dare to breathe a sigh of relief, but still no one dared to move easily.

After a long while, one of the titled Douluo finally spoke up, forcing himself to speak: "I...I'll go and inform the manager of the Shrek Academy team so they can handle the aftermath."

"Alright." The remaining Title Douluos slowly came to their senses and nodded in agreement.

Long Xiaoyao was a member of Shrek Academy, and now that he's dead here, they'll eventually have to be notified to clean up the mess.

……

The Shrek team soon received a message from the Star Luo Empire at their hotel.

After learning of Long Xiaoyao's death, Zhang Lexuan and Han Ruoruo exchanged a glance and immediately got up to find Mo Yan.

The two quickly arrived at Mo Yan's room and found that the door was not closed, as if it had expected them to come.

"Mo Yan, something's happened!" Zhang Lexuan rushed into the room and said urgently.

"Yes, I know." Mo Yan leaned against the bedside and nodded slowly, his face showing no sign of panic.

"So what do we do now?" Han Ruoruo asked immediately, her tone tinged with anxiety.

Long Xiaoyao was, after all, a senior of Shrek Academy, and they couldn't just ignore his death.

Mo Yan yawned, slowly got up and put on a coat, his tone as casual as if he were going for a walk: "What else can we do? Let's go see if Senior Long's life can still be saved."

The Star Luo Empire's titled Douluo, who was standing outside the door and hadn't followed in, had a strange look in his eyes when he heard Mo Yan's words.

Judging from the tone of this Shrek Academy female student, there was not a trace of sadness, but rather an air of indifference, and even a hint of schadenfreude.
This doesn't seem like they're going to handle the aftermath; it looks more like they're going to watch the spectacle.

"I must have misheard, or it must be my imagination," the Title Douluo silently reassured himself, finding it hard to believe that the people of Shrek Academy would react this way.

In fact, at this moment, Mo Yan's mood was just as this Title Douluo had guessed: he was full of schadenfreude and a desire to watch the show.

Jin Tianming's actions helped her this time, and in a way, she became a winner again.

Jin Tianming: ...

...(End of chapter)