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

Lu Yu gripped his longsword tightly, his expression turning serious.

Lu Yu stood on a spacious stone platform, surrounded by familiar stone walls, etched with the marks of time, and a faint fluctuation of soul power permeated the air.

He raised his head and his gaze fell on the gatekeeper Soul Master opposite him.

This Soul Master was tall and straight, with a blurred face, as if shrouded in an invisible mist, but his deep eyes carried a hint of familiarity.

Lu Yu was slightly taken aback, a hint of doubt rising in his heart—he clearly remembered being here before, but that was a long time ago. Why did this Soul Master's eyes seem to carry a sense of reunion after a long separation? "You...remember me?"

Lu Yu spoke tentatively, his voice echoing in the empty stone chamber, tinged with a hint of uncertainty.

He frowned, trying to find more clues in the Soul Master's blurry face.

The Soul Master smiled slightly, his voice low but with a hint of mockery: "Though the memories are somewhat affected, they still exist."

You little rascal, you've surprised me quite a bit; you've made considerable progress in such a short time."

He paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, "Come on, show me just how much your strength has improved!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

He gently moved his wrists, the bones making a crisp sound, and his soul power slowly circulated within him, like a river rushing through his body, emitting a low murmur.

"Alright, then I'll show you something that will surprise you!"

Before he finished speaking, he leaned forward slightly, clenched his right fist, and his soul power condensed on his fist, faintly emitting a scorching aura.

The first punch was thrown, tearing the air apart and producing a low, booming sound.

The fist's force was like a blade, carrying a sharp and fierce energy that headed straight for the Soul Master.

The Soul Master remained calm and composed, raising his hand to block. The Soul Power in his palm transformed into an invisible barrier, easily neutralizing Lu Yu's fist force.

A glint of light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. He wasn't surprised; instead, a smile appeared on his lips.

He had anticipated the strength of the Soul Master; this punch was merely a test.

"Come again!"

Lu Yu let out a low shout, his figure swayed, and his second punch followed immediately.

This punch was twice as powerful as the previous one, the force of which was like a surging tide, continuous and unending, as if endless waves were crashing down.

The Soul Master raised an eyebrow slightly, unconsciously taking a half step back. The Soul Power Barrier in his palm trembled slightly, emitting a low hum.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes; he clearly hadn't expected Lu Yu's punch to be so powerful.

Lu Yu did not stop. He threw a third and a fourth punch in succession, combining the two punches into one move. As the fist shadows intersected, the air was compressed and emitted a piercing shriek.

Although he did not use his most prized "Eight Extremes Collapse" technique.
However, the power of the two punches was instantly amplified, reaching a terrifying force four times that of the first punch.

The force of the punch was like a dragon, sweeping through the stone chamber. The stone slabs on the ground cracked slightly under the force, and dust flew up.

The Soul Master could no longer cope with the pressure. His body swayed slightly under the force of the punches, and his expression gradually became serious.

Just as Lu Yu's fourth punch reached its peak, the Soul Master's body shuddered violently, as if torn apart by an invisible force, and his entire body turned into specks of light that slowly dissipated.

At the same time, Lu Yu's vision blurred, and the surrounding stone chambers suddenly disappeared, replaced by an endless grassland.

The breeze from the grassland carried the fresh scent of grass and gently brushed against Lu Yu's cheek.

He stood there, slightly out of breath, his fists still clenched, his soul power slowly calming down.

Although the battle was brief, it gave him a sense of exhilarating pleasure.

He looked around and saw the grassland stretching to the horizon, with a faint glow on the sky. The distant horizon seemed to merge with the sky, a sight that was truly breathtaking.

Just then, Lu Yu's gaze fell on a figure not far away.

It was an old man, standing in the center of the grassland with his back to Lu Yu, gazing into the distance at the horizon.

His silhouette carried an indescribable loneliness, as if he had merged with the grassland, or as if he were waiting for something.

Lu Yu's heart stirred, and he slowly walked over, tentatively asking, "Sir, what are you looking at?"

The old man slowly turned around, revealing a face full of wrinkles but exuding wisdom.

His eyes were deep, as if they could see through everything, but his tone was gentle: "I'm looking at someone, and I'm waiting for someone."

He paused, his gaze lingering on Lu Yu for a moment, before slowly saying, "However, what I'm waiting for is someone in this world who can become a god, not... an outsider."

"Outsiders?"

Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his pupils contracted slightly.

The word struck him like a thunderbolt, leaving his mind blank.

He suppressed his inner turmoil and frowned as he asked, "How did you know I was an outsider? Who exactly are you?"

His voice carried a hint of urgency, even a touch of wariness.

The old man did not answer directly, but smiled slightly, his gaze still profound: "Your aura is very complex, carrying traces that should not exist in this world."

Although I don't know your background, I can sense that you are not the one I'm waiting for.

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable certainty.

He knew his identity was special, but he never imagined it would be discovered so easily.

He took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing his questions, and changed the subject: "Sir, since you know I'm not the person you're waiting for, could you tell me how to leave this place?"

Upon hearing this, the old man raised his hand and pointed eastward, saying calmly, "Go east to the end, and you will find a way to leave."

He paused, a meaningful glint in his eyes, "However, the journey may not be peaceful."

Lu Yu frowned, and although he had some doubts, he nodded and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your guidance."

He turned and walked eastward with firm steps, but the old man's figure behind him gradually blurred and eventually disappeared into the wind of the grassland.

As Lu Yu headed east, he noticed that the surrounding scenery was starting to become strange.

The scenery of the grassland is constantly changing, sometimes a dense forest, sometimes a desolate desert, and occasionally you can even see the sky distorted, as if it has been torn apart by an invisible force.

Lu Yu became increasingly vigilant, his soul power slowly circulating within his body, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a winding river finally appeared ahead.

The river was clear and sparkling. A man sat on the riverbank, his back to Lu Yu, gazing quietly at the water.

The man was exceptionally handsome, almost unreal, as if he were deliberately disguised, exuding a strange kind of beauty.

His expression was sometimes gentle, sometimes with a hint of pity, as if the river reflected a scene that moved him.

Lu Yu stopped, frowned, and sized up the man before tentatively asking, "Who are you?"

The man slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Lu Yu, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "Lu Yu, I didn't expect you to actually come."

His voice was deep and gentle, yet it carried a familiar quality that made one's heart flutter.

"you know me?"

Lu Yu's pupils contracted, and alarm bells rang in his mind. He clearly didn't remember seeing this man before, yet the other man could call him by name so readily, which made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

The man did not answer directly, but stood up and slowly approached Lu Yu, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry: "Ordinary people can hardly get here. Only those arranged by the outside world can see us, these ethereal beings."

He paused, his tone turning somber, "As for arranging for us to wait for you... it was your family."

"family?"

Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and countless fragments flashed through his mind, but he was still unable to piece together a complete picture.

He frowned and pressed, "You mean family? Who are they? Why were you placed here?"

The man smiled, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "They arrived several days ago, just to wait for you."

but……"

His words abruptly stopped, and his figure suddenly became ethereal, like mist blown away by the wind, disappearing in an instant by the riverbank.

Lu Yu stood there, stunned, his mind a complete mess.

Family? This word was both familiar and unfamiliar to him, as if it touched a chord deep within his heart, yet he instinctively resisted it.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but suddenly felt a strong wave of dizziness.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed; the river disappeared, replaced by a void of swirling water.

The vortex spun, emitting a low rumble, and swallowed him whole.

When Lu Yu opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a magnificent palace.

The palace was magnificent, with a soaring dome carved with intricate patterns, and the pillars around it were inlaid with gemstones that emitted a soft glow.

Lu Yu's gaze, however, was drawn to the man on the high platform.

The man was dressed in a long robe, his face was blurred, but he exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

His gaze was like a knife, fixed directly on Lu Yu, as if trying to see right through him.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

Lu Yu suppressed his unease and asked in a deep voice.

His soul power surged wildly within his body, attempting to resist the invisible pressure.

The man spoke slowly, his voice low but carrying a complex emotion: "Lu Yu, you've never spoken to me like this before."

His gaze held a hint of nostalgia, as if he were recalling something from a distant past.

Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and a guess flashed through his mind: "You are...my family?"

His voice carried a hint of uncertainty, even resistance.

The man did not deny it, but nodded slowly: "The family needs you, Lu Yu."

Come back, and I can make you remember everything, without losing everything you have now.

Lu Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and a strong sense of resistance surged from the depths of his heart.

He took a deep breath, his gaze hardening: "I don't know who you are, nor do I want to know anything about your past."

All I know is that I am Lu Yu, I have my current life, and I don't want to lose it all!

The man frowned, seemingly not expecting Lu Yu to be so resolute.

He wanted to say something more, but Lu Yu no longer hesitated. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a teleportation talisman appeared in his palm.

This is a treasure he redeemed with 50 million points in the points mall, enough to force him to break free from any spatial constraints.

Without hesitation, he activated the teleportation talisman, pouring his soul power into it. The runes instantly lit up, transforming into a dazzling light.

"Lu Yu!"

The man gave a low shout and flashed forward, trying to stop them.

But the teleportation talisman had already been activated, and Lu Yu's figure gradually blurred in the light, eventually disappearing into the palace.

The man stood there, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before falling into deep thought and muttering, "He... has changed."

Just then, several domineering figures flew in from outside the palace; all of them were Soul Masters at the Limit Douluo level.

They landed beside the man and respectfully asked, "Sir, how is the situation?"

The man waved his hand, his tone tinged with regret: "Let him live his own life. I was too hasty."

His changes in public appearances over the past few years... have been truly unexpected.

As soon as the words were spoken, a woman slowly walked into the palace.

Her figure was slender, her temperament gentle, yet her eyes held an undeniable reluctance.

She asked softly, "Where is Hao'er?"

The man turned to look at her, his tone gentle: "He left using a teleportation talisman."

Seeing a hint of disappointment in the woman's eyes, he added, "Don't worry, we'll have a chance to meet again."

"Go see Flanders tomorrow and he will arrange a meeting between you. But remember, do not reveal your relationship."

Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flashed in the woman's eyes, but she finally nodded and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll set off right away."

She turned and left, her silhouette appearing somewhat lonely under the palace lights, yet carrying a hint of anticipation.

Lu Yu opened his eyes and saw a desolate scene.

The dead tree twisted like a skeleton, its broken branches trembling slightly in the wind, emitting a low groan.

The surrounding ground was uneven and covered with a layer of dry, hard yellow soil. Several low graves were scattered not far away, the inscriptions on the tombstones so weathered that they were almost illegible.

A faint smell of decay, mixed with the stench of earth, filled the air, causing Lu Yu to frown.

He looked down at the now-dull teleportation talisman in his hand; the edges of the talisman were slightly warm, indicating that it had just completed a teleportation across space.

He tried to recall, but found that his memories of the time before the teleportation were somewhat vague. He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been forcibly taken away by a mysterious man, and then he appeared in this unfamiliar wilderness.

He looked around, trying to find any clues to help him find his way, but apart from dead trees and graves, there was nothing around him, not even a trace of human habitation.

A strange sense of unease rose in Lu Yu's heart. This place was not only desolate, but also exuded an eerie atmosphere that made people uneasy.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his discomfort, and began to calmly analyze his situation.

Based on his previous memories, he vaguely remembered that he might be in the southeast. The safest way to return to the Martial Soul Empire was to first enter the territory of the three great empires, find people, and then make further plans.

So he determined the position of the sun and decided to head west, hoping to leave this desolate place as soon as possible.

Lu Yu took a step, the yellow earth under his feet making a slight rustling sound on the soles of his shoes.

His figure appeared somewhat lonely in the wilderness, his soul power slowly circulating within him, maintaining vigilance. (End of Chapter)