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

Chapter 69 Stripping the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline

"A wretched, lowly god who doesn't even know what a divine position is, with only the power of a mere second-level deity, dares to be so arrogant in front of me time and time again?"

"If I let you leave without any consequences, wouldn't I become a laughingstock?"

"Don't forget, I left that day only because I was kind-hearted and didn't want to cause too much bloodshed. Don't push your luck!"

Before she finished speaking, her right hand, which had transformed into a silver dragon claw, suddenly lashed forward.

An invisible spatial force instantly spread out from her center, like a huge, transparent silver bubble, completely enveloping, cutting, and isolating the entire carriage and the space within a radius of hundreds of meters outside the carriage.

Space confinement!

Within this carved-out, independent space, time seems to stand still.

All sounds and sights from the outside world vanished instantly, leaving only this silvery, oppressive absolute domain.

Tang Hao let out an angry roar, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand, carrying a terrifying aura capable of splitting mountains and seas, smashed fiercely towards Gu Yuena.

Gu Yuena's eyes were icy cold, and she met the attack head-on with her silver dragon claws without dodging or avoiding them.

"clang!"

The dragon claw and the hammer shadow collided with a deafening roar.

There was no real sound, only a terrifying shockwave that seemed to tear space itself apart and annihilate it, which suddenly erupted.

The entire carriage, confined by the space, was instantly torn into countless pieces like a fragile cardboard box.

Metal sheets, seats, glass... all matter is broken down into the most basic particles the moment it comes into contact with the shockwave.

But this destruction was confined to that silver space.

Outside of the spatial confinement, the rest of the train was completely unharmed, and even Wu Changkong and the others who were under mental control inside were completely unaware.

The battle between the Silver Dragon King and Tang Hao was earth-shattering and awe-inspiring, so intense that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.

The confined space seemed to have transformed into a battlefield of primordial chaos, where only silver and dark gold light flashed and collided wildly.

However, Tang Hao was ultimately only a second-level god. Facing the first-level god Silver Dragon King in full condition, his power was like water without a source, lacking any follow-up strength.

In a short while, Tang Hao was sent flying by Gu Yuena's claw.

Tang Hao's figure crashed into the barrier of spatial confinement, creating violent ripples.

"Silver Dragon King! You..." Tang Hao's voice was filled with anger and resentment, but even more so with weakness.

He glanced deeply at Tang Wulin below, whose face was pale and who was almost unable to move under the pressure of the divine power, and then at Gu Yuena, whose aura was overwhelming. A resolute look flashed in his eyes.

As long as the green hills remain...

Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy!

Without further hesitation, his figure instantly transformed into a streak of dark golden light. Taking advantage of the slight instability in the spatial confinement caused by the intense battle, he forcibly tore open a tiny gap and slipped out like an eel, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

"You're lucky you escaped quickly." Gu Yuena didn't use her divine power to maintain the spatial confinement, letting Tang Hao leave.

Looking in the direction where Tang Hao disappeared, a cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes:
"I'll find another opportunity to deal with you, you wild god."

The focus now is on the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.

Not Tang Hao.

She ignored Tang Hao who had fled and fixed her gaze on Tang Wulin below, who was going berserk because his Golden Dragon King bloodline was sensing the aura of the Silver Dragon King.

Gu Yuena took a step forward and appeared in front of Tang Wulin, extending her right hand, covered with silver dragon scales, and gently patted Tang Wulin's shoulder.

In an instant, Tang Wulin let out a heart-wrenching scream! The dragon claw seemed to carry the power to extract souls and refine spirits, and an unimaginable pain instantly swept over his entire body.

He felt as if his soul, bloodline, and even the very essence of his life were being forcibly torn apart by an irresistible force!

Visible beams of dazzling golden-red light, mixed with countless mysterious and complex golden runes, were forcibly pulled from Tang Wulin's chest and limbs, like blood vessels and chains being forcibly removed.

Tang Wulin's body convulsed violently, his skin cracked inch by inch, and blood gushed out.

His life force waned at a visible rate, his eyes quickly lost their luster, and the flame of his life flickered like a candle in the wind.

Gu Yuena ignored it as if she were just dealing with an object.

In her other hand, she had somehow acquired a strangely shaped metal device that shimmered with a silver-gray light.

The forcibly extracted, terrifyingly powerful golden-red bloodline and those golden sealing runes were precisely guided and infused into the device.

Complex patterns lit up on the surface of the device, quickly sealing and stabilizing this violent power.

The whole process took only a few breaths.

As the last ray of golden-red light and runes were sucked into the device, Gu Yuena didn't even glance at Tang Wulin, who was slumped on the ground like a broken sack, barely breathing.

She put away the device containing the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, her beautiful face devoid of any emotion, as if she had simply completed a trivial task.

With a flash of silver light, her figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

As she disappeared, the silver spatial confinement that enveloped the heavens and earth also shattered and dissipated silently like a bubble.

The wind has begun to flow again.

Sunlight shines down on the earth once more.

The shattered train carriages, the cracked earth, the distorted sky... all traces of the battle were wiped away as if by an invisible hand.

Everything returned to normal in an instant.

The torn carriage remained intact on the train, as if it had never been damaged.

Inside the carriage, Wu Changkong, Long Bing, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan stood there blankly, their eyes regaining their clarity, as if they had only been lost in thought for a moment.

"Huh? Where were we...?" Xie Xie scratched his head, looking confused.

Xu Xiaoyan was also a little confused: "I feel... I feel a little dizzy?"

Wu Changkong and Long Bing exchanged a glance, both seeing a lingering sense of shock and a strong feeling of unease in each other's eyes, but they couldn't recall exactly what had happened.

Their memories seemed to have been forcibly erased in small parts, leaving only a strange and intense unease.

Tang Wulin, on the other hand, was as pale as a sheet, slumped weakly in his seat, his whole body soaked in cold sweat, panting heavily.

He looked down at his body, which was intact but aching slightly, his eyes filled with extreme fear and confusion.

He vaguely remembered a deep, bone-chilling pain and a despair of being stripped of everything, but the specific images were blurry, as if he had experienced an unspeakable nightmare.

Only the emptiness within his body, devoid of any golden dragon's restlessness, and the profound weakness deep within his soul, as if a large chunk had been ripped out, vividly reminded him that something of utmost importance had been lost forever.

The train continued its smooth journey back to Donghai City, with picturesque scenery and bright sunshine outside the window.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

So calm it was almost suffocating.

(End of this chapter)