Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

The first encounter was fatal.

This is the unanimous conclusion reached by everyone who has studied Lu Mingfei's Golden Eyes.

Putting aside the rules of the Soul Arena, in real combat, the mental pressure exerted by Lu Mingfei's Golden Eyes for the moment can even affect a Title Douluo to the point of losing focus, even if only for that instant.

This means that in battle, if an opponent doesn't react in time, they could be instantly killed.

The leader felt the legendary mental suppression and frantically prepared his soul power to defend himself, but after a moment he found that he did not feel any pain at all.

Lu Mingfei's target was not him. These people were afraid of causing a commotion and attracting attention. Lu Mingfei, of course, did not want anyone to leak the information.

The air seemed to explode as if it had been torn apart. In the leader's eyes, there was only enough time to see half a frame of Lu Mingfei frozen in place.

Word of Power: In an instant, an invisible domain instantly covered Lu Mingfei's entire body, condensing into the chanting of a single word.

It instantly activates at level four, providing a 16x speed boost.

The flowing molten gold in his golden eyes reflected every subtle movement of the flying soul master in front of him. This was a soul master with an eagle-type martial soul, his hands taut with muscles in a sharp eagle claw shape, and his only exposed pupils seemed to be constricting with all their might, trying to capture Lu Mingfei's movements.

But this was all in vain!

At the same time, ice crystals slowly formed on his right hand, and by the time Lu Mingfei strolled up to him, the tips had already solidified.

The realm vanished in an instant.

The leader immediately looked to his side, and what he saw next made his pupils shrink.

A slender, crystal-clear ice spike pierced his brother's throat, yet there was no trace of blood in the air. As his body crashed to the ground, shattered ice crystals scattered red shards like falling window frost.

"What happened, Fourth Brother!"

They had all thoroughly studied Lu Mingfei's information and knew the effects of his mental pressure when his martial spirit possessed him.

But the Soul Sect is the Soul Sect after all. It is extremely difficult for them to inflict damage on Soul Emperors and Soul Saints. Moreover, they have always been on guard. Even if they were suppressed for a moment, they still had time to mobilize their soul power for protection.

But what's going on now?

It was clearly the Soul Saint who initiated the attack, yet Lu Mingfei not only dodged it, but as the fastest and most agile attack-type Soul Master among them, he was actually killed instantly by a Soul Master.

How could something so absurd happen!

Lu Mingfei frowned and shook his sore arm. Even though it was only a fourth-order instant, it still put a considerable strain on him. However, at the same time, a katana-shaped ice sword quickly took shape in his hand.

"Soul bone?"

Although the leader was furious, he was still able to remain rational and immediately deduced that Lu Mingfei likely possessed a soul bone that could accelerate or even teleport, at least ten thousand years old, which could also explain the other party's unconventional cultivation speed.

The two henchmen standing beside their leader, their eyes now bloodshot from the beastly possession of their martial spirits, were filled with crimson veins. Their eyes were ferocious, yet also filled with a hint of uncertain fear.

Lu Mingfei slowly raised his hand, sword in hand, his left hand half-rolling up the sleeve of his right arm, the tip of the sword pointing at the three people opposite him: "According to what you just said, you'll find out soon enough, and I think you probably don't have enough time, do you?"

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During his three years traveling across the continent, he had already come to understand one thing: this world is just that terrible; those who should live can't survive, and those who should die just can't die.

He's someone who occasionally goes crazy.

"Hahahaha, time is indeed running out." The leader laughed angrily, meeting Lu Mingfei's cold golden eyes. A Soul Master holding a broken sword was actually provoking him. Did he think he could take down the three of them?

What happened today is truly unbelievable.

Their brothers, who were as close as hands and feet, died under mysterious circumstances. They, as Soul Saints, were even challenged by a mere Soul Sect Master with a sword pointed at them. And now, they might be discovered at any moment and ultimately lose their lives because they couldn't escape.

Since that's the case, why bother with the mission? Kill the opponent, dismantle him, find that soul bone, and maybe there'll be a chance to survive.

"Cover me, kill him!"

Ignoring today's mission and the consequences of the huge commotion, all he wanted to do was kill Lu Mingfei as quickly as possible.

With years of brotherhood, they instantly understood the meaning behind their leader's words without needing to communicate. Without any hesitation, their surging soul power tore their night clothes to shreds, revealing the burly, knotted muscles of the Beast Soul Warriors—their souls were those of two giant wolf-like beasts.

The leader even activated his seventh spirit ring, transforming into a three-meter-tall bear-like spirit beast covered in black mane, which stood upright on its two legs. The birds in the forests on both sides of the road scattered in fright.

The leader is indeed crazy now, but he is also more clear-headed than ever. Lu Mingfei's instant-kill soul skill just now actually made him tremble with fear. If he had been the target from the beginning, he would probably be on the ground by now.

Without knowing the cooldown time of the opponent's soul skill, you must go all out to be safe.

With the thick fur and fat layer of his Martial Soul True Body, a mere block of ice could not possibly pierce his vital points and cause him fatal damage.

The moment his true form took shape, a ball of dark blue light soul power began to condense in his mouth; that was his sixth soul skill, which he had used for ten thousand years.

With such a commotion, someone will definitely come to investigate within three minutes, so he must strike decisively.

At the same time, the sixth soul rings of the two henchmen on both sides lit up simultaneously, and their claws began to gather soul light, attacking Lu Mingfei from both sides to prevent him from escaping.

One Soul Saint, two Soul Emperors, three Soul Skills—he attacked in fury, solely to ensure the elimination of the Soul Sect Master who could instantly kill a Soul Emperor.

However, before the anger in their eyes could erupt with the release of their soul skills, a bone-chilling fear seemed to freeze the soul power in their entire bodies.

The dragon's might is boundless!

Junyan's domain unfolded, and in the face of the murderous intent as lowly as an ant, Lu Mingfei's golden eyes, like lava, displayed unprecedented ferocity.

Like the breath of burning charcoal, specks of light flickered in Junyan's domain, and the almost gray air currents entangled the katana in Lu Mingfei's hand.

Junyan: Static heating.

He sheathed his sword at his waist, preparing for the starting stance of a draw slash.

In the final instant before the ball of light in the black bear's mouth was fully formed, Lu Mingfei drew a breathtaking arc of light in the air.

It was as if the sun's furnace had been violently overturned, and the molten lava poured out in a freehand arc.

There was no fire, no blood, and no screams.

Extreme heat only brings extreme death.