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

The soul masters behind the masked man were the first to be hit. They were already injured and were caught off guard. They felt like they were hit hard in the chest. Several of them vomited blood on the spot, their faces as pale as paper.

Weird hallucinations appeared in their eyes, as if they were in the midst of endless landslides and earthquakes, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

The masked man's pupils shrank, he gritted his teeth, and burst out his soul power, trying to stabilize his body.

His martial soul was a huge sickle, emitting a cold light. As his soul ring flickered, he flashed and rushed towards Lu Yu, trying to break the terrifying soul skill suppression with close combat.

"court death!"

A cold light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes, and he clenched his right fist. The soul power of Baji Beng condensed frantically in his body, and sixty-four times the explosive power took shape in an instant.

His figure came forward like a ghost, and his fist created a sharp sonic boom and smashed hard into the masked man's chest.

Bang! With a loud bang, the masked man flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, knocking down several ancient trees and crashing heavily to the ground, leaving a trail of blood dozens of feet long.

His mask was shattered into pieces by the punch, revealing an ugly face covered in blood, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

Lu Yu slowly walked forward, looking down at the masked man on the ground, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "A lackey of the Spirit Hall is nothing more than this."

He didn't give the other party a chance to breathe. With a flip of his wrist, a dagger appeared in his hand. With a flash of cold light, the masked man's life was completely cut off.

The remaining soul masters were already frightened and tried to escape, but they were easily caught up by Lu Yu with a few soul skills and were all killed.

The whole process took only a few minutes, and all that was left on the open space were corpses and a strong smell of blood.

Lu Yu put away his dagger, glanced around, and after confirming that no one had escaped, he disappeared into the night in a flash.

His back was lonely and determined, as if every inch of the forest was under his control.

In the past year, his strength has changed a lot. The Spirit Hall's repeated attempts are just like jumping clowns. Apart from the unfathomable Bibi Dong, he believes that no one can pose a threat to him.

At the same time, in another part of the Star Dou Forest, Liu Erlong and Meng Yiran were moving forward cautiously.

The moonlight shone through the sparse branches and leaves onto them, reflecting their completely different expressions.

Liu Erlong was wearing a fiery red dress, looking heroic, but her eyes were a little solemn; Meng Yiran seemed a little nervous, holding a long whip tightly in her hand, her eyes constantly scanning the darkness around her.

The two came to an open space and discovered the body of the Spirit Hall soul master who had been killed by Lu Yu earlier.

"these people……"

Meng Yiran squatted down and carefully examined the bodies on the ground, frowning, "Soul Sages, Soul Douluos... they're all dead! And the injuries are so severe..."

She raised her head and looked at Liu Erlong, her eyes filled with shock. "Sister Erlong, how strong must one be to be able to do this? Especially that Soul Douluo, his aura is still above level 90!"

Liu Erlong's gaze fell on a fist mark on the corpse. The wound was so deep that the bone was visible. The surrounding soul power fluctuations were domineering and sharp, as if even the air was torn apart.

She took a deep breath and whispered, "Qilin Martial Spirit...Apart from Lu Yu, I can't think of anyone else who can do it."

There was a complexity in her tone, which showed both recognition of Lu Yu's strength and concern for him.

The rarity and power of the Qilin Martial Spirit destined Lu Yu's path to be turbulent.

"Lu Yu?"

Meng Yiran was stunned for a moment, then a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, "Is he really in this forest? We have to find him quickly!"

She stood up, her tone urgent.

Liu Erlong nodded, but her eyes became more profound.

She has a deep connection with Lu Yu. After the incident that year, she has been paying attention to the movements of this young man.

Now that the reunion is imminent, she feels both excited and uneasy.

The two continued to move deeper into the forest, and the scent of soul beasts in the air became stronger and stronger.

Meng Yiran's pace gradually slowed down, her body trembled involuntarily, and her scalp felt numb.

She was only at the Soul Sect level, and she was already terrified by the terrifying pressure in the depths of the forest.

If Liu Erlong had not been there to protect her, she would never have been able to go this deep.

Liu Erlong's Fire Dragon Martial Soul exuded a fiery aura, barely intimidating the surrounding soul beasts, but her brows were getting tighter and tighter.

"careful!"

Liu Erlong suddenly growled and grabbed Meng Yiran.

The next moment, dozens of dark green eyes lit up in the darkness, and low roars rose one after another, surrounding the two of them.

They were a group of armored wolves, each of them had an aura as strong as a Soul Sect, and some of them even reached the Soul King level.

Meng Yiran's face was pale, and the hand holding the whip was trembling slightly. Liu Erlong quickly summoned the Fire Dragon Martial Spirit, and the flames burned fiercely in the night, trying to drive back these soul beasts.

However, the number of the armored wolves was too large and they were extremely ferocious. Even though they were blown away by Liu Erlong's flames, they were not seriously injured. Instead, they pounced on him even more frantically.

Liu Erlong gritted her teeth and released soul skills one after another. The flames turned into a long dragon and swept out, temporarily forcing back the wolves. However, her soul power was greatly consumed, and she was unable to exert her full strength to protect Meng Yiran, and the situation gradually became stalemate.

At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance: "Soul Skill, Six Orders to Chase the Murderer!"

Before he finished speaking, six golden tokens came through the air, each token making a sharp whistle and landing precisely among the wolves.

Boom! Explosions rang out one after another, flames and smoke filled the air, the armored wolves howled and fled in all directions, and several deep pits were blown out on the ground.

Before Liu Erlong and Meng Yiran could react, they saw a figure falling from the sky and landing steadily in front of them.

"Lu Yu!"

Meng Yiran exclaimed, her eyes full of surprise.

She walked forward quickly and wanted to say something, but was pulled back by Lu Yu, who grabbed Liu Erlong with his other hand and flew away.

A moment later, the three of them came to a hidden cave, and the aura of the soul beasts around them had disappeared.

Lu Yu let go of his hand, turned around and looked at the two of them, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Yu's tone was calm, but with a hint of reproach, "The depths of the Star Dou Forest is not a place for you to come."

His gaze swept over Liu Erlong and Meng Yiran, finally stopping on Meng Yiran's face, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

Meng Yiran bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. "I...I've been waiting for you outside the forest for a year! This time, I met Sister Erlong. She said you might be deep in the forest, so we came in together to look for you."

Her voice was a little aggrieved, but more concerned.

Liu Erlong stood aside, looking at Lu Yu with complicated eyes, suppressing the emotions in her heart, and said in a deep voice: "I'm glad you're okay."

Lu Yu was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I've been cultivating deep in the forest. Things haven't been peaceful here lately; the spirit beasts are unusually ferocious. Even titled Douluo have to be careful when they come in." He paused, then glanced at Liu Erlong, "I killed those spirit masters from the Spirit Hall."

A hint of understanding flashed across Liu Erlong's eyes, yet there was also a hint of anger: "The Spirit Empire! Their ambitions are growing bigger and bigger. They even dare to covet your Qilin Spirit!"

There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in her words, and it was obvious that she had long been resentful of the actions of the Wuhun Empire.

Lu Yu's eyes became deeper, and he slowly said: "They are not just coveting my martial soul.

I forced some information out of those spirit masters... The Spirit Empire seems to have mastered a method that allows them to steal other people's spirits and transplant them into their own bodies."

His voice was low and chilling. "Although this method is dangerous, they have had successful cases."

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Erlong's pupils suddenly shrank and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

Lu Yu keenly caught her reaction and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You know about this?"

There was a hint of tentativeness in his tone.

Liu Erlong's reaction was obviously beyond his expectations. You know, he spent a lot of effort to get this information, and even used some extraordinary means.

Liu Erlong was silent for a moment, a complicated look flashing in her eyes, and finally she whispered, "I did hear some rumors, but I didn't expect them to actually do it..."

She didn't continue, but Lu Yu already understood that there might be a deeper secret behind this matter.

He did not ask any further questions, but buried the doubt in his heart and turned his gaze back to the darkness deep in the forest.

The night wind blew, and low animal roars were heard outside the cave. The dangerous atmosphere of the Star Forest was still strong.

Deep in the Star Forest, dense branches and leaves block out the sun, and sunlight can only shine through sparse gaps, casting mottled shadows.

The air was filled with a damp smell of earth, mixed with a faint smell of blood, which made people feel inexplicably depressed.

Lu Yu walked at the front of the team, his steps calm, but his eyes were always scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

His black robe swayed gently in the breeze, and the sword hanging at his waist shone with a cold light, revealing a calm and steady aura.

Behind him, Liu Erlong was wearing a fiery red dress, looking heroic with a firm look between her brows. Meng Youren and Meng Yiran walked side by side, their faces full of awe for the depths of the forest.

The group stopped and took a short rest in a relatively open clearing in the woods.

Liu Erlong looked around and confirmed that there was no trace of soul beasts. Then she spoke in a deep voice, breaking the silence: "Lu Yu, how much have you heard about the Wuhun Empire?"

Hearing this, Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around, and his eyes fell on Liu Erlong.

His eyes were deep, as if they could see through any disguise, but his tone was as calm as water: "You mean... the secret of transplanting martial souls?"

When these words were spoken, Meng Youren and Meng Yiran were both stunned, with shock on their faces.

Meng Youren frowned, his voice filled with doubt: "Transplanting a martial soul? How is that possible? The martial soul is the innate foundation of a soul master, how can it be transplanted from outside?"

Meng Yiran's eyes widened even more, and he couldn't help but interrupt, "In all my years, this is the first time I've heard of something like this! Martial spirits can be transplanted? This is simply... unbelievable!"

Liu Erlong's expression was unusually solemn. She nodded slowly and said in a low voice, "I learned this news from my family.

The Spirit Empire secretly developed a method to transplant powerful spirits into other people's bodies.

However, this is no easy task. The recipient must pass extremely rigorous tests before they can withstand the power of the martial spirit.

Hearing this, Lu Yu gently stroked his chin without much surprise on his face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "Nothing is impossible.

The Spirit Hall... no, now it should be called the Spirit Empire. They always do whatever it takes to do anything.

It is not surprising to study this forbidden technique in order to achieve the goal.

but……"

He paused, his eyes swept over the crowd, his voice slightly cold, "This kind of transplant will inevitably come at a huge cost.

The process would be extremely painful for the soul master, and even his life would be in danger."

Liu Erlong nodded and added, "This is an evil method.

According to the family's intelligence, the Wuhun Empire has successfully completed a Wuhun transplant and is currently in the observation stage.

If the recipient can successfully adapt and grow, the Spirit Empire will inevitably intensify its efforts, searching for more gifted and evil spirits, stripping their original owners of their spirits and then transplanting them into their so-called 'geniuses.'"

After these words were spoken, Meng Yiran's expression became even uglier. She bit her lower lip tightly, and her eyes revealed deep uneasiness.

The martial soul is the foundation of a soul master, an innate talent, and the foundation of a soul master's life.

Now, there are people who can deprive and transplant martial spirits through external forces, which undoubtedly subverts her understanding of the world of soul masters.

She whispered, “This…this is too outrageous.

Can martial spirits be manipulated like this? Then those so-called genius spirit masters, aren't they..."

She didn't finish her words, but everyone understood what she meant.

Lu Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and he spoke slowly, his voice a bit cold: "In recent years, many so-called geniuses have emerged in the world of soul masters. When you think about it carefully, the rise of some people is indeed strange.

Their martial spirits, spirit rings, and even their origins and backgrounds may appear flawless on the surface, but outsiders have no way of verifying how many secrets they are hiding behind closed doors."

He paused, his gaze turned to the distance, his tone more emotional: "The Spirit Empire has spent a lot of time and energy researching this technology, and now the news has leaked out. It's most likely intentional.

Their purpose is probably to win over all the major forces.

After all, some factions have mediocre talents. If they could become top-tier prodigies through martial soul transplantation, who wouldn't be tempted?"

Meng Youren frowned and said, "You mean, the Wuhun Empire wants to use this technology in exchange for support from other forces?"

Lu Yu nodded: "It's very likely.

The Wuhun Empire is ambitious, and it is not easy to unify the continent by force alone.

They need allies, and this kind of technology is the best bargaining chip."

After listening to these analyses, Meng Yiran was silent for a long time.

Her fingers clenched unconsciously, and an indescribable complex emotion surged deep in her heart.

The martial spirit is the soul of the soul master and their innate pride, but now it may become a tool in the hands of others. This reality makes her feel cold.

She whispered, "If this is true... then the future of soul masters will be controlled by the Wuhun Empire, won't it?"

Lu Yu didn't answer directly, but simply sighed softly, turning his gaze to Liu Erlong and changing the subject: "Dean Liu, what exactly is the purpose of bringing the students to Star Dou Forest this time?" (End of this chapter)