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

Lu Chen's silver dragon spear, like a long dragon, pierced towards Zhao Wuji's chest.

Zhao Wuji, confident in his strong defense, wanted to withstand the spear thrust head-on.

But when the bullet actually came right in front of him, alarm bells rang in his heart. He actually felt the meaning of death from a one-ring Soul Master!

A Soul Master's instinctive warnings are usually the most reliable, and at this moment, Zhao Wuji finally dared not underestimate the strength of Lu Chen's shot.

The third spirit ring behind him lit up with a purple light, and people within a hundred meters of him felt an increase in gravity!

"This is Teacher Zhao's third soul skill, Gravity Enhancement!" Oscar couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

A Soul Master with only one Soul Ring forced a Soul Saint to use a Thousand-Year Soul Ring. If word got out, Lu Chen would be proud of that!

But in fact, Zhao Wuji's use of his third spirit ring was a last resort.

As a powerful offensive Soul Master, his Soul Skills are all designed to close the distance with his opponent, and he even has Soul Skills that can lock onto and track them.

In short, he was extremely confident in his close-combat skills.

However, faced with Lu Chen's weapon of unknown origin, he dared not take it head-on. He could only try to use his third soul skill to slow down Lu Chen's movement speed and increase the distance between them.

Oscar was focused on logistical support and naturally had no idea about these intricacies.

However, Ning Rongrong noticed something was wrong. She thought to herself, "Teacher Zhao is in a passive position. A melee Soul Master actually took the initiative to create distance. I'm afraid that little guy of unknown origin has something that can threaten Teacher Zhao."

Ning Rongrong's gaze towards Lu Chen flickered with an unusual light. She murmured to herself, "The soul tool on his body is of great significance to our sect. I wonder if we can cooperate with him..."

At this moment, Lu Chen was focused on the battle and unaware of Ning Rongrong's thoughts.

With the aid of his soul-guided thrusters, he was extremely fast and completely unaffected by Zhao Wuji's enhanced gravity.

Lu Chen's figure was like a ghost, pressing forward step by step, while Zhao Wuji dared not confront the Silver Dragon Spear head-on and kept retreating.

But how much space can a hotel have?

Before long, Zhao Wuji was forced into a corner with nowhere to retreat.

"Damn it, he actually got cornered by a kid!" Veins bulged on Zhao Wuji's forehead.

As a powerful offensive Soul Saint, Zhao Wuji naturally has the ability to unleash explosive damage instantly.

But that would be so embarrassing!

Why did he fight with Lu Chen?

This was to teach this arrogant first-ring Soul Master a lesson and to maintain our own authority.

But if you don't teach them a lesson and have to go all out to convince them, where will they put their face?

If this gets out, people will probably laugh at me for the rest of my life!

Life and death are minor matters, but losing one's integrity is a major one; he can't afford to lose face like that!

However, constantly running away was a bad move and didn't suit his image.

Zhao Wuji abruptly stopped, his second spirit ring emitting a yellow light. "Are you never going to stop?! Take this, my Mighty Vajra Palm!"

Zhao Wuji's hands transformed into bear paws, and he shoved them violently towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's gaze darkened, and with a thought in his mind, his eyes turned silver-white again.

"Damn it, not again?!"

Seeing the change in Lu Chen's eyes, Zhao Wuji roared in extreme displeasure, "I'll fight you to the death! I'll slap you even if it hurts!"

However, the mental shock that Zhao Wuji had anticipated did not occur; instead, he was met with an even more shocking scene.

Strange ripples began to appear in the surrounding air, spreading outwards in concentric circles centered on Lu Chen.

In an instant, everything around him transformed into a strange, rippling scene, enveloping Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji stared at Lu Chen as if he were a monster. "Domain skill?!"

Zhao Wuji's bear paw arrived in an instant, striking Lu Chen's body, but "Lu Chen" turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

This is a domain-type skill that the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm bestowed upon Lu Chen's million-year-old soul bone; it is also known as the Heavenly Dream Domain!

The Heavenly Dream Domain is different from the Killing God Domain and the Angel Domain; it does not provide a strong boost to combat power.

However, within the Heavenly Dream Realm, Lu Chen can simulate, transform, and become invisible, and can even influence others with his own emotions!

The reason Zhao Wuji missed with his second soul skill was because of Lu Chen's use of the simulation transformation skill!

Zhao Wuji's face darkened, and he roared, "Playing tricks! Watch me break your domain with just three layers of soul power!"

Even domain-specific skills are not without their blind spots.

If the opponent is much stronger than oneself, one can be broken through instantly.

However, before Zhao Wuji could make a move, a soft sigh echoed within the domain—

"well--"

"Zhao Wuji, there is no life-or-death hatred between us, but your lax discipline of your disciples disgusts me."

"A teacher's negligence is a fault for not teaching properly; this minor punishment serves as a great warning. You're in for this!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhao Wuji's right shoulder was pierced through, leaving a large, bloody hole.

"You brat! You actually dared to hurt me!"

Zhao Wuji let out a roar like a ferocious beast, and then a bright yellow light shone from his body.

That was his first soul skill, the Immovable King Body, which could deflect attacks from around his body.

Lu Chen was knocked back several meters away by the impact of the soul skill, but his Silver Dragon Spear remained on Zhao Wuji's shoulder.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji glanced at the silver dragon spear on his body.

"It really is a divine weapon, it can actually ignore the body of Immovable King and harm me."

However, that's all there is to it; good weapons still require powerful Soul Masters to wield.

Although Zhao Wuji was bleeding from his right shoulder, he was completely unconcerned about the scale of the injury, having been through countless battles. He even touched the Silver Dragon Spear with his hand.

Lu Chen chuckled and said, "Fool, you actually dared to let the Silver Dragon Spear stay inside your body."

"Silver Dragon Spear, Devour!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt a change in his wound, and his expression changed drastically. "What the hell?! There's something strange about this spear!"

However, by the time Zhao Wuji realized something was wrong with his body, it was too late.

The muzzle of the Silver Dragon Spear was like a black hole, wantonly devouring everything about Zhao Wuji—his soul power, flesh and blood, and soul itself—it almost wanted to devour Zhao Wuji completely!

Zhao Wuji was a tough guy, and even though he was sweating profusely under these circumstances, he still resisted the pain of being swallowed up and pulled out the Silver Dragon Spear.

However, the Silver Dragon Spear has recognized its master!

The moment he touched the Silver Dragon Spear, it instantly became extremely heavy, as if it weighed 108,000 jin (approximately 54,000 kg), and his body almost couldn't support it!

"How can such an evil weapon exist in this world?!"

Zhao Wuji finally panicked.