Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

They walked cautiously, their eyes moving among the surrounding bushes and tree shadows, trying to catch any potential lurking threats.

In the team, a tall and handsome young man named Lu Ming walked in front with a confident smile on his face.

The fluctuations of his soul power were clearly discernible, and the aura of a fifty-nine-level Soul King stood out among his peers, faintly revealing the arrogance of a genius of the Lu family.

Lu Ming turned his head from time to time to look at Meng Yiran beside him, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He slowed down his pace, walked side by side with Meng Yiran, and whispered, "Yiran, although this Star Dou Forest is dangerous, you don't have to worry as I'm here.

I will protect you."

His voice was sincere, but his eyes unconsciously lingered on Meng Yiran's pretty face.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yiran nodded slightly and thanked him politely, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about something.

She didn't say much, but occasionally glanced into the depths of the forest with a hint of imperceptible worry.

As the leader of the team, Liu Erlong walked in the front, and her fiery red robe was particularly eye-catching in the woods.

The aura she exuded was powerful and domineering. The pressure from a Titled Douluo above level ninety was like an invisible barrier, preventing the surrounding soul beasts from approaching easily.

Most of the soul beasts on the periphery were only at the thousand-year level. After sensing this aura, they all retreated and hid deep in the dense forest.

The team marched for more than an hour. Although they could occasionally hear the roar of soul beasts in the distance, they still did not see any targets suitable for hunting.

Lu Ming frowned and glanced at the sparse soul beasts around him, feeling a little disappointed.

This time he entered the Star Dou Forest with a clear goal - to obtain a soul bone that suits him and help him break through the bottleneck of Soul Emperor.

However, the quality of the soul beasts outside obviously could not meet his expectations.

"Dean Liu, the strength of the soul beasts outside is too weak, and the quality of their soul bones may not meet expectations."

Lu Ming stopped and turned to look at Liu Erlong, with a tentative tone in his voice, "Why don't we go deeper into the central area? The soul beasts there should be more suitable."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes. He seemed to think that the fact that he could make such a suggestion was enough to prove his courage and ability.

He even had a vague feeling that Liu Erlong personally accompanied them into the Star Dou Forest, probably because she valued his potential.

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong glanced at Lu Ming calmly and nodded, "The soul beasts outside are indeed not enough for you to gain anything.

The central area is dangerous, but with your strength, you should be able to handle it if you are careful."

She paused, her tone becoming serious, "However, after we enter the central area, I will no longer accompany you.

You need to hunt soul beasts on your own and hone yourselves."

Her words were calm, but carried unquestionable authority.

Lu Ming was stunned, as if he had not expected Liu Erlong to make such an arrangement, but he quickly regained his confidence and nodded in response, "Yes, Dean Liu, we understand."

The team continued to move forward, gradually approaching the center of the Star Forest.

The soul power fluctuations in the air suddenly became stronger, mixed with a faint sense of heart-pounding oppression.

Lu Ming and others' expressions changed slightly, and their pace slowed down unconsciously.

The scene inside the forest was completely different from that outside. The towering ancient trees were denser, and their branches and leaves almost blocked out all the sunlight. Dead branches and leaves were scattered on the ground, and occasionally one could see claw marks and bloodstains left by some soul beasts.

The roars of soul beasts rose one after another, accompanied by gusts of wind coming from afar, as if warning these outsiders that this was their territory.

Liu Erlong stopped and turned to look at everyone, her gaze finally landing on Meng Yiran, "Yiran, come with me."

Her tone was calm, but it held a hint of urgency.

Meng Yiran was slightly startled, then nodded and quickly followed.

Seeing this, Lu Ming's eyes flashed with reluctance, but he quickly concealed it and said to Meng Yiran with a smile: "Yiran, don't worry, we are hunting soul beasts nearby and will meet up with you soon."

Meng Yiran just said "hmm" softly.

With a cry, he followed Liu Erlong and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

Lu Ming and others stayed where they were, feeling the increasingly strong aura of soul beasts around them, and their original confidence was gradually replaced by nervousness.

The soul beasts in the central area are far more powerful than those in the periphery. Even Lu Ming, who is at level 59, does not dare to go deep into it rashly.

They could only move carefully in areas near the periphery and be alert to any movements around them at all times.

However, the oppressive feeling from the soul beasts made it difficult for them to exert their full strength even in normal combat. They all looked solemn and their movements became more restrained.

At the same time, Liu Erlong took Meng Yiran and rushed deeper into the forest.

Her figure was like a stream of red light, moving through the dense forest. Her powerful aura frightened the soul beasts along the way and made them give way.

Meng Yiran followed closely behind, but her face was filled with worry.

Her most important purpose in entering the Star Dou Forest this time was not to hunt soul beasts, but to find Lu Yu.

She has been uneasy ever since Lu Yu suddenly disappeared a year ago.

Liu Erlong seemed to sense her emotions and said in a deep voice, "Yi Ran, Lu Yu is a very talented kid and will never get into trouble easily.

You don’t have to worry too much.”

Meng Yiran nodded and forced herself to calm down, but the uneasiness in her heart still lingered.

The deeper they went, the stronger the smell of blood in the air became, and scattered soul beast corpses began to appear on the ground.

Most of these corpses belonged to ten thousand year old soul beasts, with hideous wounds, obviously having died in fierce battles.

What was even more shocking was that beside the soul beast corpses were scattered the remains of many human soul masters, their clothes were torn, and traces of soul power fluctuations remained on their bones.

Liu Erlong stopped and squatted down to examine the corpse of a soul beast, frowning. "These soul beasts and soul masters are all very powerful. To be able to cause such a massacre, there must be a powerful existence deep in the forest."

She paused, her eyes becoming serious, "Could Lu Yu... be related to this?"

Meng Yiran's heart tightened when he heard this, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "Dean Liu, Lu Yu..."

Before she finished speaking, Liu Erlong waved her hand, signaling her to calm down, "Don't worry, let's go deeper, maybe we can find the answer."

The two men looked at each other, quickened their pace, and rushed towards the direction where the smell of blood was the strongest.

The scene shifts to another part of the Star Dou Forest, in front of a hidden cave, the atmosphere is weird and tense.

Several soul masters dressed in black approached the cave cautiously. Their movements were light and cautious, and they were obviously well-trained masters.

Leading the group was a Titled Douluo wearing a strange mask, his aura calm and cold.

His eyes were fixed on the cave in the distance, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you sure Lu Yu is in there?"

A Soul Master nodded and whispered, "Reporting to you, sir, according to intelligence, Lu Yu is indeed hiding here. A year ago, he killed several Soul Masters of our Spirit Empire and also stole the Holy Maiden's Qilin Martial Soul."

We must capture him this time!"

The Masked Douluo snorted coldly, a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, "Well, a mere young spirit master dared to challenge the Spirit Empire. Today, he will pay the price!"

He waved his hand, signaling his men to continue moving forward.

However, just as the team was about two hundred feet away from the cave, a low roar suddenly came from the ground, followed by several explosions.

Several soul masters in the front were caught off guard and were blown away. Their bodies rolled in the air and they were seriously injured and dying when they landed. Their blood stained the ground red.

The remaining soul masters gasped, their eyes filled with fear, and their steps stopped unconsciously.

The Masked Douluo's face darkened, and he shouted, "You cowardly bastard, are you only capable of resorting to such despicable tactics? If you have the guts, come out and fight me squarely!"

His voice echoed in the woods, full of provocation.

However, there was no response from within the cave, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence, as if even the sound of the wind had disappeared.

A trace of anger flashed in the Masked Douluo's eyes, and he firmly ordered his men to continue moving forward, "What are you afraid of? They are just some traps. Keep going!"

The soul masters looked at each other with fear in their eyes, but under the pressure of the masked Douluo, they could only bite the bullet and move forward.

As a result, just after taking a few steps, another explosion was heard from the ground. Several people were seriously injured and screams were heard one after another.

In just a few minutes, among the more than ten soul masters, only Masked Douluo was still standing.

His face was ashen, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the cave, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the cave.

The man who came was tall and slender, with a handsome face, but there was a hint of indifference and coldness in his eyes. It was Lu Yu.

His aura was steady and powerful, and the fluctuations of his soul power were clearly discernible. He had actually reached the level of a Soul Douluo at level 82.

The Masked Douluo's pupils shrank suddenly. Feeling the chilling aura of Lu Yu, his expression suddenly changed. "You...you are Lu Yu? The genius soul master who defeated the Saint Girl in the Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition three years ago?"

Hearing this, Lu Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, "I didn't expect that someone still remembered me."

His voice was calm, yet it carried an invisible pressure, as if he was already accustomed to such scenes.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes sweeping over the corpse of the soul master behind the masked Douluo, and said lightly: "The people of the Wuhun Empire are persistent.

Unfortunately, you have the wrong person."

The Masked Douluo suppressed his shock and sneered, "Lu Yu, you are just a young spirit master, how dare you become an enemy of the Spirit Empire? Today I will let you know the consequences of offending the empire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, nine soul rings suddenly appeared behind him. Although the yellow, purple and black configuration was not top-notch, it was by no means weak among the Titled Douluo.

However, Lu Yu just looked at him calmly, without any ripples in his eyes.

The next moment, Lu Yu stomped his feet lightly, the ground shook slightly, and eight soul rings slowly emerged behind him.

Each soul ring is as black as ink, emitting a heart-pounding aura of ten thousand years.

The light of the eight ten-thousand-year soul rings intertwined, like stars in the dark night, dazzling and terrifying.

Masked Douluo widened his eyes, his face turned pale in an instant, and he swallowed subconsciously.

He knew very well that the soul master world had strict restrictions on the absorption of soul rings. It was almost impossible for the first few soul rings to reach the ten thousand year level, not to mention the terrifying scene of eight soul rings that were all ten thousand year soul rings.

Such talent is unheard of! "You...how could you possibly..."

There was a slight tremor in the Masked Douluo's voice, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Lu Yu just smiled faintly, the soul ring behind him flashed slightly, and a huge and ferocious Qilin martial soul slowly emerged.

Its body is as big as a mountain, its scales gleam with a cold luster, and its eyes reveal endless majesty.

Lu Yu's voice was calm and indifferent, "Since you are here, don't leave."

The Masked Douluo gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down. The fox spirit behind him glowed bright red as he tried to gain an advantage with his speed and acuity.

He knew very well that Lu Yu's talent and strength far exceeded his own, but his dignity as a Titled Douluo prevented him from retreating.

Seeing this, Lu Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing. The Qilin Martial Spirit roared, and the soul power wave swept out, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The night in the Starry Forest was as dark as ink. The dense treetops blocked the starlight, leaving only the occasional mottled light and shadow that leaked through the branches and leaves, reflecting on the damp soil and emitting a faint fishy smell.

Lu Yu's figure shuttled through the woods, his steps light but steady, like a stalking beast.

His aura was restrained, but the pressure of the Qilin martial spirit was spreading invisibly, scaring the surrounding low-level soul beasts into giving way.

His eyes were stern, with a hint of fatigue, yet revealed an unquestionable determination.

A year ago, he was still the young man hunted by the Spirit Hall. Now, he has transformed, his strength has skyrocketed, and his points have accumulated to 50 million. Although his points have been slightly consumed by helping Zhu Zhuqing solve the trouble, it is enough for him to run rampant on the Douluo Continent.

The night wind suddenly rose, carrying a sense of solemnity.

Lu Yu stopped and fixed his eyes on an open space not far ahead.

There, seven or eight figures were vaguely visible. Although they looked strong, they were a bit embarrassed. It was obvious that they had just experienced a fierce battle.

The leader was wearing a black robe and a ferocious bronze mask on his face. His eyes were as sharp as knives as he stared at Lu Yu.

His aura hovered at the peak of Soul Saint, and the several soul masters behind him were equally strong. Among them was even a powerful one whose aura faintly reached the level of Soul Douluo.

The emblem of the Spirit Hall was faintly visible on their robes. Lu Yu's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sneer.

"Qilin Martial Spirit..."

The masked man's voice was low and hoarse, with a slight tremor. "I didn't expect it to be you! That chaos many years ago, the rumors about the Qilin Martial Spirit... you're still alive!"

There was shock and deep fear in his tone.

The Qilin Martial Spirit is a nearly legendary existence on the Douluo Continent, and its power is enough to scare any soul master.

The soul masters behind the masked man also changed their expressions, whispered to each other, and their eyes were full of fear.

Lu Yu did not respond, but slowly raised his right hand, and his soul power surged wildly in his body.

His Qilin martial spirit quietly emerged, and a majestic Qilin shadow appeared faintly behind him, with golden light flowing and emitting suffocating pressure.

The next moment, he shouted in a low voice: "Soul Skill, Mountains and Forests Shake and Fall!"

Before he finished speaking, the towering ancient trees around him suddenly trembled, and their branches and leaves undulated like waves. A strong wind swept out from him, sweeping up fallen leaves and dust all over the sky.

An invisible pressure filled the air, as if the entire forest had submitted to his soul skill. (End of Chapter)