Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

The slightly waning moon cast a cold light, and a corner of the dark sky was bitten off.

Lu Mingfei sized up the second-generation Dragon King, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon.

His astonishing height, pale skin, and exceptionally handsome face were illuminated by the pale moonlight, which seemed to reflect in his golden pupils. Beneath his black robes lay powerfully bulging muscles, and his dashing figure exuded an aura of dominance, as if the words "overwhelmingly domineering" were practically etched onto his forehead.

Look at them, and then look at myself. The difference is even greater than that between Sesshomaru and Inuyasha. Indeed, mixed-race people are mixed-race people; the difference in temperament is immediately apparent.

But wasn't it supposed to be a golden-eyed black dragon?

Lu Mingfei had initially thought this was the same species as the Nidhogg that was gnawing on the World Tree, but it turned out that the other's eyes weren't even as bright as his golden pupils, so it probably wasn't related to him.

"What are you looking at?" It's not a pleasant feeling to be scrutinized, especially in front of eyes like these.

Di Tian had been observing this unusual Soul Master from outside the ice shield for a long time. Neither dragon nor human, he originally thought it was just a human who had luckily possessed the bloodline of the dragon race. But when the other party woke up, the pair of golden dragon eyes in front of him gave him a sense of majesty even more than his father, and even reminded him of the Dragon God. But how could this be?

What are you looking at? Am I supposed to say I'm looking at your pectoral muscles?

Lu Mingfei forced a cold expression; if he lost his composure at a time like this, he would be finished: "Greetings, Your Excellency Golden-Eyed Black Dragon Emperor Tian. I am Chu Zihang, passing by and disturbing you."

Lu Mingfei felt that his words were neither humble nor arrogant, and were just right. As for the matter of the pseudonym, it was not a big deal.

"Just passing by?" Di Tian spoke calmly, his voice gentle yet carrying a touch of awe-inspiring authority: "Neither human nor dragon, yet possessing such dragon blood, and furthermore, carrying a portion of the Ice and Fire Dragon King's primordial power. Tell me, who are you? And where are the two Dragon Kings?"

"Oh no!" Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat. He had dug up the uncle's grave and taken the bones to refine a divine weapon. Now he had deliberately walked into the nephew's doorstep. He was truly no match for him in both fighting and arguing.

"Don't you know? The two Dragon Kings have been dead for countless years. I only inherited a portion of their power by chance." Lu Mingfei tried his best to remain calm and dared not speak any unfounded truths.

Upon hearing this, Di Tian couldn't help but show a hint of sadness. Although he already had the answer in his heart, he still held a sliver of hope when he saw the familiar power of origin on Lu Mingfei's body. But now it seems that it was all wishful thinking on his part.

"As for me, I am just an ordinary Soul Master. Your Excellency Di Tian need not concern yourself with me." Lu Mingfei said calmly, secretly calculating what opportunity he might have to escape.

This pure-blooded dragon's aura is truly formidable, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression. If he makes any rash move, he will likely attack immediately.

"Oh? An ordinary Soul Master?" Di Tian raised an eyebrow slightly. "Do you think an ordinary five-ring Soul Master could so easily kill a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Beast? And that an ordinary Soul Master could remain so calm and composed in front of me?"

Di Tian snorted coldly: "Even among you human titled Douluo, few can look me in the eye."

"Look at you, to have the recognition of two great dragon kings, and to be able to feel the pressure of dragon blood from me, do you think anyone would believe you're just an ordinary soul master?"

Dude, what did I do? You local bastards are so rude! You even made personal attacks?

Lu Mingfei felt a little wronged, but then he thought that this was a dragon's aesthetic sense, so he felt relieved.

"I am but a mere half-blood, while Your Excellency is a pure-blooded true dragon of noble status. Why bother with me?" Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"That's not necessarily true. At least the origin of your bloodline is definitely extraordinary." Di Tian said calmly, his eyes suddenly turning sharp. He still had many questions to ask, but without making the other party suffer a little, it probably wouldn't be so easy to find out.

He was certain that the bloodline of this strange soul master in front of him did not come from any race in the Dragon God Realm, so it was very likely that he came from a dragon race outside the realm.

Whether the other party's actions were accidental or intentional, they must understand the situation clearly in order to formulate a countermeasure.

The best-case scenario is that they might receive help from the extraterrestrial dragons, launch a counterattack against the divine realm, and resurrect the Dragon God.

Of course, if the other party is coming to launch a territorial war invasion, then there will be a chance to profit from the chaos, since the situation can't get any worse than it is now.

Lu Mingfei sighed. The anxiety that had been hanging over him for so long finally died. Looking at the other person's excited eyes, as if they were about to catch a chick, he knew that there was no chance of the conversation continuing.

"Okay, okay." Lu Mingfei shrugged helplessly, his upright spirit instantly deflated, like a punctured balloon. Pretending for so long is tiring.

Di Tian suddenly chuckled. He had long suspected that the other side was putting on a brave front, and now it seemed that he was right. After all, no matter what kind of dragon blood this Soul Master possessed, he was ultimately just a mixed-blood five-ring Soul Master. How could he possibly cause any trouble in front of him?

However, since it involved the extraterrestrial dragon race, he didn't want to make things ugly by taking action.

"Please come with me." Di Tian waved his robe lightly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Lu Mingfei understood that this was the moment of truth, and if they really entered his lair, they would be at his mercy.

"Since Your Excellency is so kind as to refuse, please lead the way." Lu Mingfei nodded with a wry smile.

"Very well, follow me." As soon as Di Tian finished speaking, he was about to lead the way to the Lake of Life. Just as he turned around, a violent sonic boom that broke the sound barrier rang in his ears, and his handsome face suddenly turned gloomy.

There are actually people in this world who dare to mess with him. How dare a mere mixed-race person be so ungrateful?

Seventh-order instantaneous speed, 128x speed, easily leaving the sound behind.

His figure was like a ghost crashing into a dark world; even the moonlight was a beat too slow to catch his presence.

The soul power in his body continuously energized his wings, resisting the increased air resistance brought about by the violent acceleration, as well as the tearing pain in his muscles.

It wasn't until a full ten seconds had passed that Lu Mingfei slowed down slightly and glanced back.

With his seventh-order instantaneous speed, plus his own initial speed, even a peak agility-type titled Douluo probably couldn't catch up with him. But this time, behind him was a genuine pure-blooded dragon, and he could only pray that the opponent didn't have a similar speed skill.

But he clearly forgot that if he could really escape in an instant, why would Lu Mingze have said those things before?

"The speed is very fast, it seems to have accelerated time." Di Tian's deep voice came from above.

Lu Mingfei slowed down slowly, and as he watched Di Tian's figure rushing up in front of him like a ghost, he couldn't help but cover his face.

"Space travel? It's a Stand just like mine!" The more this happened, the less Lu Mingfei could control his ramblings.

Di Tian didn't understand the meaning of these words. Lu Mingfei's speed just now had indeed startled him. Although Lu Mingfei was not moving at all, he still dared not let his guard down.

Just as he teleported again to capture his opponent, only a pair of terrifyingly calm golden eyes met his gaze.

"Lu Mingze".

"Brother, I'm here."