Chapter 86 Poison Soul Core! Chapter 86 Poison Soul Core!
"This is?!"
Lu Feng stared at the crystal core before him, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.
This old bastard actually managed to cultivate it?
Earlier, when Dugu Bo showed Lu Feng his poison pill, the moment it appeared, it was accompanied by a faint snake-like smell.
Clearly, that was the scent emanating from the snake venom within the inner core.
But now, Lu Feng couldn't sense any trace of snake venom from this crystal core.
All he could sense was a pure soul power pressure.
"Yan Yan, go rest first. Grandpa and Tang Si will discuss cultivation matters," Dugu Bo said gently.
Dugu Bo wasn't avoiding Dugu Yan; on the contrary, he was using this soul core condensation method to pave the way for her.
However, he still needed to verify it with Tang Si.
Dugu Yan glanced at Tang Si and said to Dugu Bo, "Alright, Grandpa, Tang Si is my good friend. You're not allowed to tease him."
"Fine, fine, Grandpa is grateful to him," Dugu Bo waved his hand dismissively.
After Dugu Yan had gone far away,
"Whoosh!"
Dugu Bo grabbed Lu Feng by the collar and flew to the top of the valley in the blink of an eye.
"Boy! What's going on between you and Yan Yan!" Dugu Bo asked sternly.
Lu Feng calmly replied, "Just as Senior hoped, this junior has taken two gold bricks."
"Hiss~!"
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's eyes widened immediately.
Just as he was about to speak, Lu Feng coughed lightly and said, "Senior, let's talk about the Soul Core first."
"Hmph, you brat!"
Dugu Bo snorted coldly, then opened his mouth, and a green crystal core slowly emerged from his body.
Seeing the 'Soul Core' again, Lu Feng was still somewhat surprised.
He opened his eyes wide and examined it carefully.
This crystal core was transparent and emerald green throughout. It had six facets, each facet being a rhombus. Streams of light flowed across the crystal facets, making it look like a work of art.
"Hahaha, how does this crystal core compare to the soul core you saw in that ancient book?" Dugu Bo laughed loudly, seeing Lu Feng's surprised expression.
"This crystal core is based on my inner core, fused with soul power and toxins, the two forces tempering each other to finally be refined," Dugu Bo explained.
His face was full of excitement, clearly very satisfied with this crystal core.
This crystal core was very stable, the toxins stored inside would no longer leak out. Moreover, as soul power increased, the volume inside the soul core would expand.
In this way, the toxins in his body were completely resolved.
Of course, the process of crystal core condensation was not smooth sailing.
In the first few days, Dugu Bo had no experience, which caused some snake venom to enter his body. If it weren't for his soul power reaching level ninety-two, allowing him to forcefully suppress the snake venom with his own strength,
Lu Feng would probably have had to inherit the family fortune with tears in his eyes.
"Hmm,"
Lu Feng frowned slightly as he looked at Dugu Bo's 'soul core'.
"Senior, I read in a book that a soul core can absorb external soul power and replenish the soul master."
"Your soul core..."
Lu Feng stroked his chin, pondering, "It can only be considered a special poison pill, far from what I imagined a soul core to be."
The original novel, Douluo Dalu II, mentions that soul cores are the most important means for a Title Douluo, and Huo Qubing is an unprecedented three-soul-core powerhouse.
Dugu Bo's soul core should be considered a failure.
"Hahaha~!" Dugu Bo laughed loudly.
A powerful surge of soul power erupted from his body, a shockwave spreading out, instantly stirring up a violent gust of wind.
Caught off guard, Lu Feng was instantly blasted away by this gust of wind, crashing into a pile of sand.
"Boy, look at my soul power level!" Dugu Bo said with smug satisfaction.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"
Lu Feng spat out the sand in his mouth, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, this old bastard is definitely doing this on purpose again!"
Once I cultivate to the level of Title Douluo...
no, once I cultivate to the level of Soul Saint...
no, in two more years, I'll make Dugu Yan pay!
"Senior, you've broken through to level ninety-three?!" Lu Feng said, feigning shock.
As a mere level 30 Quasi-Soul Master, how could he possibly discern Dugu Bo's level?
However, Dugu Bo had previously broken through to level 92 by consuming elixirs. His year of seclusion had completely resolved his poison problem, so reaching level 93 was to be expected.
"That's right, level 93!" Dugu Bo stroked his beard, speaking with smug satisfaction.
"Heavens! Senior has actually broken through two levels of Soul Power within a year! Truly unprecedented and unparalleled!"
Lu Feng cupped his hands, speaking solemnly, "A Title Douluo, terrifying indeed!"
Dugu Bo, seeing Lu Feng's reluctant yet earnest expression, burst into laughter.
This kid is a talent!
Yan Yan following him is a good outcome.
"Boy, the method you mentioned for absorbing Soul Power from the outside, I haven't been able to implement," Dugu Bo said earnestly.
"However, after I integrate my own toxins into the crystal core, they can be transformed into the purest source of soul power."
"I've accumulated toxins for half my life, and I've only managed to transform them into level one soul power. For future cultivation, I'm still considering whether I should take some highly poisonous substances."
"Holy crap!" After hearing Dugu Bo's words, Lu Feng was immediately stunned.
You old man, could you be the legendary Calamity Poison Body?
Where the hell did this come from?
Is this still a Douluo?
"Senior is so talented, worthy of being a Title Douluo, I admire you!" Lu Feng said loudly.
This time, he truly admired Dugu Bo's talent.
Sure enough, none of those who can cultivate to the level of Title Douluo are simple characters.
"Hmph!" Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the clouds in the distance.
On the horizon, a bird flew through the clouds and circled away.
"You've broken through to level 30, do you have a soul beast you like?" Dugu Bo asked calmly.
Upon hearing this, Lu Feng's eyes lit up. With the help of a Title Douluo, wouldn't his third spirit ring be a piece of cake?
However, he still shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. I already have plans for my third spirit ring and need to go to the Star Dou Great Forest, so I won't trouble you any further."
If he brought Dugu Bo along, it would be inconvenient to find the white tiger.
Lu Feng didn't believe that Dugu Bo's nose could surpass Luo Wupao's.
If he showed Dugu Bo Luo Wupao, it would be even more troublesome.
He couldn't very well say that he had twin martial souls, could he?
Although Dugu Bo probably wouldn't care about that, one lie often requires more lies to explain.
Lu Feng didn't have the habit of revealing his trump cards casually.
"Very well, with your current strength, ordinary Soul Masters can't do anything to you. Hunting a one- or two-thousand-year-old spirit beast shouldn't be a problem," Dugu Bo said calmly.
"Perfect timing, I need to go into seclusion to study this. The method for condensing the soul core still needs some revision; with Yan Yan's level 30 soul power, she can't possibly condense it."
With that, Dugu Bo led Lu Feng back to the valley floor.
"Although the continent has been peaceful these past few years, I have a feeling this is the calm before the storm. Be careful out there!"
With that, Dugu Bo turned and walked directly into the stone chamber without looking back.
"Huh, this old rascal actually cares about me?"
On the small hillside, the young man and woman leaned quietly together.
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, the starry sky shone brightly, and the Milky Way stretched across the heavens.
"Yan Yan, I need to go away for a while. After hunting for the soul ring, I'll stay in Soto City for a while." Lu Feng's voice revealed a hint of reluctance.
"Hmph, go ahead, go ahead. You can stay in that lousy city of yours forever." Dugu Yan pouted, dissatisfied.
The starlight was brilliant, and the chirping of insects filled the air.
A gentle breeze caressed their faces, seemingly trying to carry away the sorrow of parting.
"Yan Yan, there's something I need to tell you." Lu Feng said seriously.
"What is it? You're not leaving?" Dugu Yan asked excitedly.
"Um, actually, Tang Si is my alias. My real name is Tang Wu."
"Hmph!" Dugu Yan snorted. "I don't care what you're called, Tang Er San Si Wu. Next time we meet, I'll definitely bite you again."
"Anything else is fine, but Tang San is out of the question. He's my brother."
"Hmph, next time I see this Tang San guy, I'll give him a good beating!"
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1.8times+Chapter 87 Returning to the Star Dou Great Forest Chapter 87 Return to the Star Dou Great Forest
Star Dou Great Forest, Soul Hunter Town.
"A five-person team, hunting power-type soul beasts over six hundred years old, missing a support-type soul master."
"Black Fat Mercenary Group, accepting hunts of all kinds of thousand-year-old soul beasts, a twenty-eight-year-old establishment, reputation guaranteed!"
Lu Feng looked at the passing crowds and listened to the shouts around him, feeling as if he were back home.
At this moment, the conversation of several people nearby caught Lu Feng's attention.
"Big brother, wasn't this area under Black Pheasant's jurisdiction? Where did this Black Fat Mercenary Group come from?" a thin soul master with a pockmarked face asked in a low voice.
"Second brother, your information isn't very reliable." another tall soul master said loudly.
"A year and a half ago, the fat and thin brothers fought Xu Kun, and Black Pheasant changed his name to Black Fat. At that time, the news spread throughout the three or four nearby soul hunter markets."
As he spoke, the burly man's eyes were full of longing, perhaps fantasizing about becoming one of the fat and thin brothers.
Lu Feng smiled calmly and shook his head.
Time flies like water, and another old friend has departed.
At the edge of the forest, Lu Feng's thoughts stirred, and a small yellow dog appeared at his feet.
"Luo Luo!"
Luo Wupao shook its big head and affectionately rubbed against Lu Feng's trouser leg.
Lu Feng bent down and angrily rubbed Wupao's head.
Although it had evolved into a Golden Sacred Dragon, Luo Wupao still maintained its puppy form most of the time.
First, this could confuse enemies. Who would have thought that a small dog was actually a descendant of the Dragon King with the bloodline of light?
Second, the dragon form consumed a lot of Luo Wupao's soul power.
At its peak, Luo Wupao could fight for about ten minutes, with combat power roughly equivalent to a Soul Saint.
Its combat time and combat power would increase as Lu Feng's soul power level increased. A very strange symbiotic relationship had formed between the man and the beast. Luo Wupao protected Lu Feng's growth, and it would also become stronger along with him.
"Wu Pao, can you smell the scent of that white tiger from before?"
"Luo Luo!"
"It's alright, as long as you remember the scent, we have plenty of time."
"Luo Luo!"
Luo Wu Pao walked ahead of Lu Feng, swaying his head, and the two entered the forest.
"Wu Pao, well done, your dog nose is really sharp!"
At the edge of the cliff, Luo Wu Pao raised his head, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed being stroked on the head by Lu Feng.
After petting the little dog for a while, Lu Feng tied a rope to a large tree, the other end around his waist. He tugged at the rope to make sure it was secure enough, and then carefully peered down the cliff.
On the cliff dozens of meters from the top of the mountain, a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum grew.
The Ganoderma lucidum was entirely red, looking like a setting sun. This Ganoderma lucidum had been pecked at by some kind of bird, leaving about two-thirds of it.
This was a thousand-year-old fire Ganoderma lucidum!
Before it grew a thousand years ago, the fire Ganoderma lucidum had the effects of detoxification, nourishment, and treatment. But after growing a thousand years, its only function was healing.
No matter the severity of the injury, a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum can revive the person.
Its efficacy is at least hundreds of times stronger than Ye Lingling's current soul skill.
Speaking of the Nine-Heart Begonia martial soul, Lu Feng had already obtained ten fragments from Ye Lingling. However, when Lu Feng was about to synthesize it, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
At the same time, Ye Lingling on the training ground turned pale and fainted, scaring Lu Feng into a cold sweat. He had a premonition that if he insisted on synthesizing this martial soul, Ye Lingling would perish.
Lu Feng quickly disassembled the martial soul fragments, completely abandoning the idea of synthesizing the Nine-Heart Begonia.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda soul masters can never break through level seventy-nine in their lifetime.
Nine-Heart Begonia soul masters can only exist in the world twice.
In Lu Feng's view, these restrictions were not like flaws in the martial soul, but rather like some kind of curse.
"Snap."
Lu Feng didn't uproot the Ganoderma lucidum, but instead took out a dagger and cut it off.
The thousand-year-old Fire Ganoderma lucidum could almost 'bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded,' but that was its only use.
Natural treasures belong to the virtuous.
However, some special things, once obtained, don't need to be completely eradicated. Just like that bird-like soul beast, it only took what it needed.
Returning to the cliff edge, Lu Feng patted Luo Wupao's big head, then continued deeper into the forest.
Beside an inconspicuous little lake, claw marks crisscrossed the ground, flowers and grass were roughly overturned, a chaotic scene.
Lu Feng swung his fists, his two soul rings flashing alternately, fighting a five-meter-long giant-toothed tiger.
This white tiger was the same Sacred White Tiger from a year ago.
In just one year, its age had grown to 1500 years.
Such terrifying talent, it's unknown why it didn't appear in the original story.
"Wupao, steal its rear!" Lu Feng shouted, throwing a punch that sent the white tiger flying.
"boom!"
At the same time, a violent explosion rang out. A blinding white light flashed, and a patch of the giant tiger's rump was instantly charred.
"Awooo~" The giant tiger howled in pain and collapsed to the ground. It gasped for breath, struggling a few times but unable to get up.
Lu Feng walked to the white tiger's side, looking down at it.
"Roar!" A fierce glint flashed in the white tiger's eyes, and it roared again.
"Hmph, using mental attacks in front of me is simply showing off your skills before an expert." Lu Feng snorted lightly.
The hem of Lu Feng's clothes fluttered in the wind, but his expression remained unchanged.
A year ago, he had been extremely embarrassed by the white tiger's move.
But now, with the attribute enhancement from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, plus the consumption of the Autumn Water Dew, even a Soul King-level mental attack had no effect on him.
Seeing that its final attack had no effect, the giant tiger resigned itself to its fate and lay on the ground without struggling.
The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and even a trace of relief appeared.
Since finding the white tiger, Lu Feng had been relentlessly battling it for a month.
[Divine Attribute] was hard to come by.
So far, Lu Feng had only managed to extract it from Qian Renxue and this white tiger.
At the Royal Academy, Lu Feng had only seen Qian Renxue once, during her 'interview' of him.
Qian Renxue was having a great time impersonating the Crown Prince in the palace. It was difficult for Lu Feng to even see her, let alone extract [Divine Attribute] from her.
Therefore, this white tiger was Lu Feng's only chance.
Lu Feng wasn't sure if he could gain [Divine Attribute] after absorbing the white tiger's soul ring. Therefore, he decided to extract the attribute first, then kill the white tiger to absorb the soul ring.
The battle between the man, the dog, and the tiger lasted for a month.
Now, it was time to end its suffering.
Giant-Toothed Tiger: Listen to me, thank you.
Lu Feng's thoughts stirred, and he collected several orbs of light from the battlefield.
Find 1 yellow attribute point [Strength] fragment,
1 yellow attribute point [Speed] fragment,
1 black attribute [Holy Attribute] fragment.
[Black Attribute: Holy Attribute (10/10) (Can be synthesized)]
In an instant, Lu Feng's body trembled slightly, and a holy majesty emanated from him.
The white tiger, stunned by this aura, opened its eyes. Its gaze was somewhat dazed, and fear appeared in its eyes as it looked at Lu Feng. Or rather, it was a kind of submission from a subordinate to a superior.
Seeing the white tiger's abnormality, a flash of understanding crossed Lu Feng's eyes.
"Holy Attribute, Light Attribute, the combination of these two attributes is indeed powerful. No wonder the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is called the nemesis of the fallen. I was about to kill you, and you still bow your head in repentance?"
"I've decided, from now on, my [Finger Tiger] Martial Soul will be renamed Righteous Iron Fist!"
However, just as Lu Feng was preparing to send the white tiger to its afterlife, two figures darted out from the woods in the distance, quickly attacking him.
"Stop!" the burly man in the lead shouted.
A powerful surge of soul energy erupted from the burly man's body. His muscles bulged, covered in a thick layer of brown fur, making him look like a humanoid brown bear.
The man's original height was around 1.6 meters, but after his martial soul was attached to him, he had exceeded 2.5 meters.
Even more terrifying was that seven soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—pulsated around his body.
A Soul Saint!
Beside the burly man was a robust young soul master. He wore a white outfit and had long, straight blond hair. Strangely, the young man's eyes were both gold and blue.
His martial soul was the White Tiger, with two yellow soul rings surrounding him.
Lu Feng recognized the two instantly.
Zhao Wuji!
Dai Mubai!
"How did they end up here?" A hint of doubt rose in Lu Feng's eyes.
He glanced at the White Tiger lying on the ground and immediately realized.
So that's it!
In the original story, Dai Mubai's third soul ring must have been the one he killed—the sacred White Tiger.
Its resistance to abnormal states, attack power, defense power, and strength all double simultaneously. And this effect lasts for a full half hour!
What a divine white tiger!
What a magnificent White Tiger Vajra Transformation!
Lu Feng frowned slightly, his eyes flickering uncertainly. "Judging from these two's posture, if I kill this white tiger now, I definitely won't be able to absorb the soul ring."
"Hmph, even if it's wasted, I can't leave it for Dai Mubai!"
"No, this white tiger is too precious; perhaps it can still be saved." Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, and he instantly had an idea.
He flicked his wrist, and a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum appeared in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Feng slightly bent his left middle finger, then his soul power surged, flicking the Ganoderma lucidum into the white tiger's mouth.
At the same time, two beams of light, one white and one gold, simultaneously surged into the white tiger's body.
The next moment, the white tiger stood up directly from the ground. The bleeding from its wounds stopped instantly, and scabs quickly formed.
The white tiger glanced back at Lu Feng, a hint of human-like confusion flashing in its eyes. The next moment, a powerful surge of soul power erupted from its body, and it disappeared into the jungle in a few leaps.
"Boy, what have you done? Why did that white tiger suddenly escape?"
At this moment, Zhao Wuji rushed up to Lu Feng and shouted loudly.
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1.8times+Chapter 88 Golden Sacred Dragon vs. Zhao Wuji Chapter 88 Golden Sacred Dragon vs. Zhao Wuji
Lu Feng shrugged, feigning helplessness, and said, "How would I know? I was planning to kill it, but you guys yelled, and I let it escape without warning."
Facing a Soul Saint, it would be a lie to say Lu Feng wasn't nervous. Especially facing someone as powerful and unreasonable as Zhao Wuji.
However, Lu Feng wasn't the clueless kid he was a year ago.
Now he had a dog!
Not far away, Luo Wupao was lying in ambush in the grass. Lu Feng had already given it orders: in the event of a conflict, kill Dai Mubai immediately.
"You're talking nonsense!" Dai Mubai shouted.
"That white tiger clearly had no power to resist, you must have done something!"
Dai Mubai couldn't help but be agitated; the moment he saw the white tiger, his martial soul suddenly trembled.
It was as if that soul beast was his chosen one.
Dai Mubai had a premonition that if he absorbed the white tiger's spirit ring, he would not only gain a powerful spirit skill, but also greatly improve the quality of his martial spirit.
Lu Feng was currently dressed in the same dark-skinned appearance as 'Tang Er'.
It was precisely because of this that Dai Mubai didn't recognize him. Otherwise, Dai Mubai would probably have immediately ordered Zhao Wuji to make a move.
"Blackie, you dare to come to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt spirits all by yourself? Where are your elders?" Zhao Wuji said coldly.
Zhao Wuji wasn't a good-tempered person, especially towards those weaker than himself; he never showed them any kindness.
The title of Immovable King was infamous in the spirit master world.
No, it should be said, infamous!
However, although Zhao Wuji had a bad temper, he wasn't a reckless fool.
On the contrary, he was very clever.
Lu Feng looked to be only a teenager, but he could independently hunt a thousand-year-old spirit beast; he was definitely not an ordinary commoner spirit master.
"I am Tang Er, a student of Blue Tyrant Academy. This Soul Hunt is an academy trial, and my teacher is nearby. May I ask what guidance this senior may offer?" Lu Feng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.
As he spoke, Lu Feng displayed the Blue Tyrant Academy badge.
Facing a villain like Zhao Wuji, avoiding conflict was the best option.
Lu Feng had originally planned to reveal his Clear Sky Hammer or Xuanwu Turtle Martial Soul to appear as a disciple of a major sect, but he ultimately abandoned this idea.
In the original story, when Zhao Wuji fought with Chao Tianxiang for the Phoenix Tail Crested Serpent, having already guessed the other's identity, Zhao Wuji's first thought wasn't reconciliation, but rather murder to silence him.
Moreover, Zhao Wuji had no goodwill towards aristocratic forces. He had offended someone from a powerful family and then went into hiding at Shrek Academy.
This shows that Zhao Wuji was a truly ruthless person.
Therefore, Lu Feng could only try to use the relationship between Liu Erlong and Flander to see if he could avoid conflict.
"What bullshit Blue Tyrant Academy? Never heard of it."
Zhao Wuji crossed his arms, coldly staring at Lu Feng, and said, "Kid, call your teacher out, or my bear claws won't discriminate."
Seeing Zhao Wuji's arrogant demeanor, Lu Feng's heart sank.
"This Zhao Wuji, could he be illiterate?"
"In the original story, it only mentions that Zhao Wuji came from humble beginnings, but with his talent, he shouldn't be unable to even get into a high-level soul master academy, right?"
"Oh, that's quite possible. The tuition for high-level academies isn't cheap."
Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, his fists clenched, and a faint wave of soul power surged from his body.
He had originally wanted to reason with him, but he'd encountered a brute; he was definitely not going to get away with this today.
Since that was the case, he'd strike first!
"Senior, watch out behind you!" Lu Feng shouted, his figure like an arrow released from a bow, retreating rapidly.
"Hmph!"
Zhao Wuji snorted coldly at Lu Feng's actions. He had used these little tricks countless times before.
"You let the spirit ring I've got get away, I'll take your life!"
However, just as Zhao Wuji was about to give chase to Lu Feng, he suddenly felt a strong energy fluctuation coming from behind him.
Worse still, the attack wasn't aimed at him, but at Dai Mubai.
"Mu Bai, watch out!"
Zhao Wuji flashed, instantly appearing beside Dai Mu Bai, his powerful body shielding him.
At the same time, his first spirit ring lit up, his entire body erupting with a blinding golden light.
First Spirit Skill: Immovable King Body!
A white shockwave slammed into Zhao Wuji's back, causing a violent explosion. A surge of powerful spirit energy spread outwards, violently uprooting surrounding trees, leaving a scene of utter devastation.
When the explosion subsided, the area within a twenty-meter diameter of Zhao Wuji's feet was completely charred black.
"Mu Bai, are you alright?" Zhao Wuji asked anxiously.
"Cough cough cough, I'm fine, thank you, Teacher Zhao."
Dai Mu Bai coughed violently several times, his face deathly pale, his mouth, eyes, and ears filled with blood, looking utterly wretched.
If Zhao Wuji hadn't blocked most of the attack, Dai Mu Bai would probably have vanished like the surrounding Blue Silver Grass.
"Teacher Zhao, watch out!" Dai Mu Bai's pupils constricted to a single point as he cried out in alarm.
Zhao Wuji turned around and saw a golden dragon lashing out at him, its claws swung.
The dragon was over ten meters long, its body covered in thick scales. Its enormous wingspan reached a full twenty meters.
Its golden eyes were filled with a majestic aura, and its powerful dragon might emanated from it, causing the soul beasts in the forest to howl uneasily.
Dragons, regardless of their level, were top-tier soul beasts.
However, Zhao Wuji, as expected of a renowned veteran Soul Saint,
reacted swiftly. His first, second, third, and fifth halos flashed simultaneously. Facing this formidable opponent, Zhao Wuji unleashed four of his full soul skills.
Immovable King Body Protection:
Gravity Control enveloped the golden dragon, centered on Zhao Wuji.
Simultaneously, he swung his hands, unleashing the Vajra Palm with full force, releasing a powerful energy surge that hurtled towards the golden dragon.
The effect of Zhao Wuji's soul skills was undeniably formidable. Especially his gravity enhancement and gravity compression, which could be considered half a control soul skill.
However, the Golden Sacred Dragon's body was unaffected by gravity.
Two intense beams of light, one gold and one white, burst forth from its body. The golden light, in particular, made the already majestic dragon even more sacred after being attached to its body.
Zhao Wuji's soul skill control effect had no effect on it whatsoever.
"Bang!"
The dragon slammed its claw into Zhao Wuji's chest, and his entire body was sent flying like a cannonball.
"Boom!"
Another loud noise.
Zhao Wuji's body slammed heavily into a large rock, leaving a terrifying spiderweb-like crack.
"Teacher Zhao!" Dai Mubai shouted anxiously. If Zhao Wuji couldn't deal with this soul beast, the two of them would perish in the forest.
"Roar!"
Another dragon breath was spewed out, and a strong white light attacked Dai Mubai. Wherever it went, even the air was scorched and distorted.
"Damn it, why are you always staring at me!" Dai Mubai cursed inwardly.
The next moment, Dai Mubai seemed to see his great-great-grandfather.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion rang out, and Dai Mubai's body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
While still in the air, Dai Mubai looked at the towering figure blocking his way, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes. It wasn't his great-great-grandfather, but a giant bear over five meters tall.
Mighty Vajra Bear's Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul True Body!
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1.8times+Chapter 89 Accidentally Entering a Secret Realm Chapter 89 Accidentally Entering a Secret
Realm After reaching level 70, all Beast Soul Masters use a similar seventh Soul Skill: the True Soul Body. Zhao Wuji was currently using the True Soul Body of the Mighty Vajra Bear.
Once activated, the True Soul Body allows unlimited use of all Soul Skills below the seventh ring for thirty minutes, except for the True Soul Body itself.
The power is 150% of the original.
The Mighty Vajra Bear's True Soul Body also possesses a terrifying 200% increase in defense.
This was Zhao Wuji's last resort.
The dragon and the bear faced off, neither making the first move.
Dai Mubai leaned against a large tree, panting heavily. He was covered in blood, his eyes fixed on the giant bear's back.
His life depended entirely on Zhao Wuji.
The next moment, the dragon spread its wings, opened its mouth wide, and let out a roar, a golden lightning bolt striking directly towards Dai Mubai.
"Damn it! Why are you staring at me like that?!" Dai Mubai was blinded by the dazzling golden light, unable to even open his eyes.
"Damn it!" Zhao Wuji cursed under his breath.
He stretched out his arms, opened his mouth, and a powerful surge of soul energy gathered in his throat. The next moment, a sonic boom erupted from his mouth.
This was Zhao Wuji's only ranged skill, his sixth soul skill, Mighty Vajra Roar!
With a deafening roar, golden lightning collided with the sonic boom.
The intense soul energy rippled outwards, and the beasts began to flee this dangerous place.
Dai Mubai barely managed to prop himself up, but the next moment, he felt a gust of wind rush towards him, and he slammed heavily against a tree trunk, spitting out a mouthful of blood and nearly fainting.
The dragon's claws flashed with golden light as it swooped down from the sky.
Golden lightning bolts shot out from each of its two horns, merging with its own body, and the dragon's body transformed into a stream of light, hurtling towards Dai Mubai.
"Damn it!" Zhao Wuji cursed, his figure flashing as he blocked Dai Mubai's path.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar followed as the dragon flapped its wings and soared into the air.
At this moment, a large patch of Zhao Wuji's chest fur was singed, making him look quite disheveled.
Zhao Wuji was truly frustrated.
The dragon was the king of beasts, and Zhao Wuji clearly felt his martial spirit aura being significantly suppressed.
To make matters worse, this dragon lacked martial ethics, constantly ambushing Dai Mubai, making him even more passive.
He couldn't do anything about it.
"Damn it! What happened to your pride as a dragon?!" Zhao Wuji couldn't help but curse again.
He had dominated the soul master world for decades and had never fought such a humiliating battle.
The Golden Sacred Dragon ignored Zhao Wuji's powerless rage. Its entire body flashed with golden light, a violent white light gathering in its mouth, then erupting in an instant, blasting towards Dai Mubai's body once more.
In a fit of shock and rage, Zhao Wuji could only roll sideways, simultaneously releasing a semi-circular black light shield that enveloped himself and Dai Mubai.
The golden and black light collided again, their intense halos scattering in all directions.
Energy fluctuations exploded into streams of air, and within a radius of several hundred meters, not a single tree remained intact.
After the explosion, Zhao Wuji's body trembled violently, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating internal injuries.
After unleashing his energy attack, the golden light on the dragon's body dimmed considerably.
The dragon and the bear, one in the sky and one on the ground, neither made another move.
The next moment,
Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief.
The dragon flapped its wings, and with a whoosh, gradually disappeared into the horizon.
"Huff, huff~"
Dai Mubai gasped for breath as the dragon departed, "Thank goodness, I'm still alive!"
At this moment, Zhao Wuji quickly reached Dai Mubai's side. He didn't deactivate his Martial Soul True Body, but instead simply hoisted Dai Mubai onto the bear's back.
"Mu Bai, let's go back first. There's this giant dragon that appeared on the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest for some reason, and I'm not confident I can handle it. Let's find a secluded soul beast forest and hunt down your third soul ring."
"I'll leave everything to Teacher Zhao's arrangements."
On the other side, Lu Feng lay on a large rock, panting heavily.
"Great, I'm still alive!"
Lu Feng propped himself up, looked at the somewhat listless Luo Wupao in his arms, and gently rubbed its large head.
Zhao Wuji is not so easy to deal with, especially after he activated his Martial Soul True Body.
In the original story, don't be fooled by how arrogant Tang San was during the Shrek Academy entrance exam. If Zhao Wuji wanted to kill him, a single slap would suffice.
Forget about Ghost Shadow Steps and hidden weapons; they're all useless.
If Lu Feng hadn't simultaneously bestowed the [Holy] and [Light] attributes upon Luo Wupao, making him immune to Zhao Wuji's gravity control, Luo Wupao probably wouldn't have won so easily.
Of course, according to Luo Wupao's feedback, if Lu Feng advances to the Soul King level, its strength will advance another level.
At that time, how could a little brown bear be a match for a giant dragon?
At the edge of the cliff, a man and a dog surrounded a white tiger.
The white tiger subconsciously took a step back.
"Gulp." A stone was knocked off the cliff, and the echo of its landing was heard for a long time.
"Hehe, obediently become my Soul Ring, little white cat!" Lu Feng clenched his fists and chuckled.
"If you've got the guts, then jump."
Before Lu Feng could finish speaking, the white tiger's eyes flashed, and it leaped straight off the cliff.
"Damn!"
"Five Cannons Chase!"
Luo Wupao roared, his body radiating a strong golden light. In just a few breaths, its body expanded to over ten meters.
Lu Feng jumped onto the dragon's back, and Luo Wupao's massive dragon wings unfurled as it swooped down the cliff.
The valley was serene and lush with greenery.
"Boom!" Lu Feng punched a spider that had ambushed him, sending it flying.
The spider struggled a few times, then fell silent. A yellow spirit ring slowly rose, hovering above its body.
"Something's strange about this place!" Lu Feng frowned slightly as he looked at the spirit ring before him.
Wolf spiders, non-venomous, are among the largest spider spirit beasts.
However, this wolf spider's legs were already over five meters long. In the outside world, it would be at least a five-thousand-year-old spirit beast.
Lu Feng looked up at the sky; the valley was shrouded in thick fog, with extremely low visibility. Even the propagation of sound was significantly reduced.
"Wu Pao, can you still smell that white tiger's scent?"
"Roar!"
"Completely gone?"
"Roar!"
"Zhao Wuji's scent has disappeared too? We're in a completely unfamiliar place?"
Lu Feng frowned and continued deeper into the valley.
The surrounding scenery became increasingly peculiar. There were few trees, mostly ferns. The only plant Lu Feng could recognize was Blue Silver Grass.
The size of the soul beasts he encountered was also becoming increasingly exaggerated. Giant ants over half a meter tall, moths with wingspans exceeding three meters—
and these were all only hundred-year-old soul beasts.
"Huff~" Lu Feng panted heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Along the way, he had encountered countless soul beasts. These soul beasts were extremely ferocious, and he had spent most of his time on the run.
However, when he approached the center of the valley, all the soul beasts miraculously disappeared. It was as if those soul beasts only roamed in specific areas and never ventured into the center of the valley.
Lu Feng looked around. The area was relatively open, not obscured by tall plants. Sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting dappled shadows on the moss-covered ground.
In the center of the valley, the ruins of some buildings were faintly visible.
A stone pillar stood in each of the four cardinal directions. The western pillar was broken in half, bearing the marks of time.
"This place looks familiar,"
Lu Feng remarked as he walked to the central area, completely eroded by nature, littered with rubble and overgrown with weeds. Only a few carvings on the stone railings retained traces of human intervention.
They appeared to be some kind of altar.
"I remember now!" Lu Feng's eyes lit up as he looked at the surrounding pillars.
Wasn't this the place marked on the treasure map in Flander's shop?
What was it called again?
The Dragon King's Treasure!
(End of Chapter)
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"The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well is the place where the Water and Fire Dragon Kings fell. Could it be that another Dragon King is buried here?"
Lu Feng glanced at the altar and shook his head.
This place was only about half the size of a basketball court, and it wasn't as mystical as the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. What kind of Dragon King would be so stingy?
Lu Feng cautiously began to explore, carefully parting the weeds, hoping to find hidden mechanisms.
He stopped in front of a stone pillar.
The surface of the rock was severely weathered, but upon closer inspection, some strange symbols could still be found on it.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Feng brushed away the moss on the rock and blew away the dirt.
It looked like a star map. The drawing was simple, the lines were rough, and the few strokes drawn seemed to indicate the trajectory of the stars.
"No matter what world, human wisdom is infinite."
"So, the ancient Douluo Star people already knew that the world was round?" Lu Feng thought to himself, "That's outrageous."
He continued towards the next rock. Although he hadn't found the treasure he sought this time, he had gained a considerable amount of strange knowledge.
"This picture should depict ancient humans practicing slash-and-burn agriculture, driving away wild beasts, and expanding their territory," Lu Feng's gaze was drawn to the scene in the picture.
The second picture was more well-preserved, depicting two camps. One side was humans, some holding weapons; the other side was likely wild beasts or spirit beasts.
"No!"
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, clearing away all the moss from the top of the stone pillar. Above the pillar, there was a crack-like pattern, clearly carved by hand.
It likely meant the sky had cracked!
Lu Feng recalled the strange dream he had near the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and a bold guess formed in his mind.
In ancient times, a great war took place on Douluo Star.
The opposing sides weren't humans and spirit beasts, but the entire Douluo Star against an extraterrestrial enemy!
This battle brought together spirit beasts and humans.
Several dragon kings, at least the Water and Fire Dragon Kings, perished in this battle.
"Could it be the Abyss Plane?"
Lu Feng recalled the novels he had read in his previous life. Although he hadn't read much of the third book, he still knew some information from fragments.
He
continued
to
observe the other patterns. The third stone pillar was broken, yielding no useful information.
On the fourth stone pillar was a portrait of a person, with a cat-like soul beast crouching at its feet. Lu Feng didn't understand its meaning.
Night quietly descended, gradually enveloping the valley in silence.
The night in the valley was somewhat cold, and Lu Feng wrapped the blanket tightly around himself, making sure there wasn't a single gap.
Luo Wupao huddled at Lu Feng's feet, frozen stiff.
"Huh? Is it dawn?" In his drowsy state, Lu Feng felt a strong white light coming from outside the tent.
He rubbed his eyes, looked at the curled-up Luo Wupao, and kicked him.
"Luo Luo!"
Luo Wupao was immediately startled awake, letting out a disgruntled shout.
"Silly dog, still sleeping? It's already dawn." Lu Feng rubbed his eyes, yawned, and stepped out of the tent.
However, the moment Lu Feng opened the tent, a powerful force suddenly surged forth.
The next moment, the surrounding scenery became blurry; starlight, treetops, the tent—everything began to distort and deform, eventually disappearing into a vortex.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Feng felt something lick his face.
"Slurp~"
Lu Feng opened his eyes and saw Luo Wupao standing beside him, rubbing his face with his large head.
"Huh, Wupao, what's this? A dream?"
Lu Feng looked around and found himself still in that secluded valley.
Surrounding him were majestic mountains, the distant sound of a babbling brook, and the air filled with the fresh scent of flowers and grass.
It was like a paradise.
Normally, dreams are blurry. But at this moment, Lu Feng could clearly hear the wind, the chirping of insects, and even smell the flowers in the valley.
Lu Feng took a deep breath, and immediately felt his senses clear.
"Roar!" Lu Feng pinched Luo Wupao's hind leg, and Luo Wupao immediately barked in dissatisfaction.
"You can still feel it, so it's not a dream!" Lu Feng rubbed Luo Wupao's big head to calm it down.
"Boom~!" A thunderclap resounded.
Lu Feng looked up and saw a huge crack in the sky in the distance.
Looking through the crack, he saw a dark abyss, flashing lightning and thunder, bottomless.
"Eh? Are you from outside the mountains?" Just then, a clear voice came from behind Lu Feng.
He turned around and saw a boy looking at him. The
boy was about ten years old, about 1.7 meters tall, with his hair braided. His clothes looked to be made of hemp, and he had an animal skin wrapped around his waist.
"Eh? You've already inherited a martial soul?" The boy pointed at Luo Wupao and said happily.
"Inherited? Martial soul?" Lu Feng asked in confusion.
"Yes, today is a big day for our tribe to inherit the Martial Soul. Come and see for yourself!" With that, the boy took Lu Feng's hand and led him towards the center of the valley.
Deep within the valley was a wide plaza with a high platform in the center. Four stone pillars stood around the plaza.
A group of people dressed in animal skins were gathered together, chatting and laughing.
Lu Feng stared at the strange scene before him, too shocked to utter a sound. This place was the altar he had explored earlier!
"Next, Az!"
"My turn! My turn!" the boy leading Lu Feng shouted excitedly.
He walked confidently onto the altar, and the chieftain chanted a few incantations. In an instant, dark clouds gathered, a gale arose, and a dazzling golden light flashed on the platform.
The next moment, a small black cat appeared at Az's feet.
"This should be similar to Martial Soul awakening, right?" Lu Feng carefully observed the altar, thinking to himself.
Strangely, these Martial Souls, like Luo Wupao, were all in a detached state.
Along the riverbank, Lu Feng and Azi walked side by side.
"Tang Er, I'll see you off here," Azi said reluctantly.
Lu Feng nodded, looking up at the crack in the sky. According to Azi, the crack had existed for countless millennia.
Throughout those long years, countless powerful figures had fought valiantly. Initially, dragons, phoenixes, and beastmen were the main forces fighting against the extraterrestrial enemies.
However, the enemies from the Underworld were too strong. The battlefield was almost entirely one-sided, and the gods of Douluo Star gradually fell, their numbers dwindling.
Even the strongest dragons had fallen, with some at the Dragon King level.
In this time of crisis, the most powerful God-Kings joined forces and created a powerful technique. This technique summoned back the fallen gods, entrusting them to humanity in the form of Martial Souls.
Despite this, the situation remained far from optimistic.
Azi glanced at the crack. "Tang Er, I'll be going to the battlefield soon too. Do you think we'll win?"
"Azi, we will definitely win!" Lu Feng clenched his fists, speaking firmly.
Even knowing the final outcome, witnessing this history firsthand still filled him with exhilaration.
Az looked at Lu Feng, uncertainly asking, "Tang Er, you're not lying to me, are you?"
"No, let's high-five." Lu Feng raised his right hand.
"Okay!" Az also raised his right hand.
"Clap!" The two boys' hands clasped together.
In the real world, Lu Feng suddenly woke up.
He slowly got up, walked out of the tent, and looked around. He was still in that dilapidated valley.
Lu Feng was panting heavily, his heart still pounding.
He recalled the scene from his dream: the altar, Az, and the terrifying crack in the sky—all vividly clear.
Lu Feng reached up and touched his forehead; it was covered in sweat.
"What is this?" Lu Feng looked at the golden mark on his right palm, puzzled.
The next moment, a burst of intense golden light erupted from the mark, enveloping him.
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