Sunset Forest, one of the three major gathering places of soul beasts.
The vegetation is mainly shrubs, and the density of trees is relatively sparse. Therefore, the age of the soul beasts here is much lower than that of Star Dou Great Forest.
Lu Feng once asked Dugu Bo, and he learned that there are no 100,000-year-old soul beasts in Sunset Forest. The most powerful soul beasts are about 50,000 years old.
This is why Dugu Bo was able to occupy the treasure land of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
If it were in Star Dou Great Forest, the temptation of immortal herbs would probably attract a large number of terrifying soul beasts.
"Boom!"
A violent collision sound rang out, and a pangolin more than five meters long crashed heavily into a large rock.
"Crack!"
Spiderweb-like cracks spread out, and the more than ten-meter-high boulder shattered.
However, under such a powerful impact, the pangolin seemed unaffected.
It stretched out its claws and scratched its head in a human-like manner. Then its entire body burrowed underground and quickly fled the place.
"Damn, this defense is too strong! Wu Pao, chase!"
Lu Feng looked at the boulder broken into several pieces, a hint of seriousness rising in his eyes.
"Roar!"
Luo Wu Pao shouted twice in a certain direction, indicating that the soul beast had not escaped his sense of smell.
This soul beast's full name is Earth Dragon Pangolin, containing a trace of dragon bloodline, and is a well-known soul beast race in Sunset Forest.
And the soul beast in front of him is a variant of the Earth Dragon Pangolin.
No other reason than that this soul beast has a chance to drop soul bones.
"It was worth chasing it all day, this drop rate is much higher than that human-faced demon spider!"
Lu Feng walked to the boulder and picked up a purple skill fragment.
Picked up purple skill [Soul Power Storage] fragment *1 (5/10)
After years of mingling in the forest, Lu Feng's use of his cheat ability can be said to be superb.
In addition to dropping basic attribute fragments, fighting soul beasts also has a chance to drop some special skills.
For example, the ones he has already synthesized: Devour and Armor Break.
If a skill drops, it means this soul beast is very likely to drop a soul bone.
Of course, the final result is not accurate.
So far, Lu Feng has only obtained a palm bone from a Terrorclaw Bear, and that was absorbed by Zhu Zhuqing.
Looking at the large hole in the ground, Lu Feng's eyes were filled with coldness. He was determined to get the soul bone from this soul beast!
On a small hillside, a man and a dog surrounded the pangolin.
"Wu Pao, you'll cover me!" Lu Feng clasped his fists together, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
After his battle with Chen Chen, Lu Feng had a general understanding of his own combat strength.
At that time, it was Lu Feng who broke through Gu Lin's soul power shield.
With the strength of a three-ring, being able to exchange blows with a Soul Douluo powerhouse was unprecedented.
Without relying on Luo Wu Pao's ability, if he went all out, as long as the opponent's cultivation was below the sixth ring, Lu Feng was confident he could give it a shot.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Feng took a step forward, his figure instantly advancing a large distance.
During his sprint, a surge of golden light erupted from his body, making him appear as if he were gilded.
[Finger Tiger] Martial Soul's third soul skill: Righteous Iron Fist!
For one hour, all his attributes—attack power, defense power, speed, strength, and mental power—doubled.
Every time Lu Feng used this soul skill, he would think of Dai Mubai.
Tiger, your soul rings are really useful!
"Bang!"
A violent collision rang out.
The pangolin and Lu Feng both staggered back seven or eight steps.
"Again!"
Lu Feng shouted, his first soul ring flashing in succession, his left and right fists alternating. Each punch increased in power.
As a melee-type martial soul, the [Finger Tiger] Martial Soul's fighting style was simple:
head-on collision.
Lu Feng's first three soul rings—Azure Wood Python, Flame Pig, and Sacred White Tiger—could all be classified as power-type soul beasts.
With the support of these three power-type soul rings, Lu Feng's strength was comparable to that of a pure defensive soul master.
Generally speaking, strength-type Soul Masters are far inferior in speed. For example, Zhao Wuji.
However, thanks to his Ghost Shadow Step and Teleportation skills, Lu Feng's speed was not lacking, and even surpassed most agility-type Soul Masters.
"Boom!"
Another violent explosion resounded.
Lu Feng's right fist's Soul Power almost solidified, appearing from afar like a black dragon-shaped energy wave surging forth, slamming heavily into the pangolin's body.
The frenzied energy exploded, stirring up a gust of wind. The surrounding plants were violently overturned, and a tree that would take two people to encircle was snapped in half, its trunk dancing in the wind.
At this moment, cracks had appeared on the pangolin's back.
The pangolin howled, glancing at Luo Wupao before glaring fiercely at Lu Feng.
While the human soul master before it was powerful, what truly terrified it was the little dog watching from the sidelines.
An eight-thousand-year-old soul beast had already developed rudimentary intelligence. Although only equivalent to a human child, it had keenly sensed its impending doom.
The next moment, a powerful surge of soul power erupted from the pangolin's body.
Then, streams of earthen-yellow light continuously converged upwards from its limbs. Its entire body was bathed in a thick, earthen-yellow light, and the wounds on its back visibly began to heal.
"Interesting," Lu Feng murmured, stroking his chin, his eyes darkening.
However, he didn't panic.
This soul beast was at its last gasp; he was determined to kill it today, even the Angel God couldn't save it.
"Ha!"
Lu Feng roared, raising his fist and charging forward.
At the same time, two beams of light, one golden and one white, shone on his body, making him appear as if bathed in holy light.
With the combination of the attributes of [Holy] and [Light], Lu Feng's resistance to all negative effects was maximized.
Coupled with the Invincible Golden Body soul skill, Lu Feng was absolutely confident in fighting this nearly ten-thousand-year-old soul beast alone.
As Lu Feng's fists continued to strike, the pangolin's body gradually weakened.
However, the flowing light on the pangolin's scales did not diminish; in fact, with each strike, the light intensified.
Lu Feng secretly increased his vigilance; he felt that this soul beast was preparing a powerful attack.
"It's coming!"
After about three minutes, Lu Feng observed that the soul power on the pangolin's body suddenly became restless.
The pangolin's changes were very subtle, but all its small movements were impossible to hide from Lu Feng's Purple Demon Eyes.
"Ding!" Lu Feng's body instantly turned completely golden.
The next moment, the pangolin's body shone brightly, and a powerful earth-yellow soul power erupted. Instantly, a soul power explosion occurred within a radius of several hundred meters.
Soil was violently overturned, and rubble flew everywhere. Trees that would take several people to encircle were blasted into pieces, then crushed into dust by the shockwave of the soul power.
A yellowish-brown wave of soul power energy spread out, sweeping across the surrounding area for miles as if a gale had swept through.
"Awooo!"
Some surviving soul beasts howled, quickly fleeing the area.
Once the explosion completely subsided, the area within several hundred meters of the pangolin had almost become a vacuum.
At this moment, the pangolin crawled out of the crater, turning its small head, seemingly checking if Lu Feng was still alive.
It was somewhat weak, its entire body lying on the ground, unable to even support itself with its limbs.
Clearly, this was its last trump card.
Just then, the pangolin suddenly felt a powerful wave of soul power coming from above.
It instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but in the instant it rolled, the intense energy slammed into it.
The pangolin's torso rolled to the bottom of the pit, and a deep purple spirit ring rose from its corpse.
"Five Cannons, protect me!"
"Roar!"
Lu Feng jumped to the bottom of the pit, using the natural cover to begin absorbing the spirit ring.
Lu Feng had originally considered absorbing a ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring for his fourth.
After much deliberation, he abandoned that option.
The age of the first few spirit rings wasn't too important; they could be improved later through divine trials. There was no need to get himself into endless trouble for a single spirit ring.
Lu Feng didn't have a titled Douluo father.
About ten minutes later, Lu Feng slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with surprise, and a wide grin spread across his face.
He finally understood what the pangolin's final spirit power explosion was all about.
[Finger Tiger] Fourth Spirit Skill: Deliberate Fist.
Stores 100% of the damage received; the higher one's spirit power, the higher the maximum stored damage.
Simultaneously, the accumulated damage can be converted into a powerful punch in a fan-shaped area in front, dealing 200% damage to all enemies within the area of effect.
Lu Feng retracted his martial spirit, but the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed.
He took out a dagger from his soul tool and went to the pangolin's corpse to begin dissecting it.
"If nothing unexpected happens..."
"Pah, pah, pah, opening champagne at the halfway point is no good."
Not long after, a bone gleaming with an earthy yellow light was cut off by Lu Feng.