Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Chapter 218 Word Power: Indra

Lu Mingfei had previously watched a science and education channel where sharks could smell blood from several kilometers away, and this effect was obviously even more pronounced on soul beasts, especially 100,000-year-old soul beasts.

Attracted by the scent of Lu Mingfei's dragon blood, hundreds of demonic orcas became even more excited than if they were on drugs, charging forward with bloodshot eyes and howling. They were so eager that they overturned their own kind who stood in their way and tore them to pieces without hesitation.

The Demon Orca King, with the highest cultivation level, was far ahead, charging at the forefront. His powerful mental fluctuations, accompanied by his roar, served both as a deterrent and a way to lock down the enemy.

Each 100,000-year-old soul beast is an absolute king among soul beasts, even rarer than human titled Douluo. However, once they break through the 100,000-year mark, it doesn't mean they can live forever. Apart from enemies, the greatest threat they face is the Soul Beast Heavenly Tribulation.

The desire emanating from the Demon Orca King's body told it that this dragon blood could replenish its life level and allow it to advance further.

Faced with the temptation of life and evolution, it would not even consider where the dragon blood came from. Even if its opponent was the deep-sea demon whale, it would pounce on it without hesitation and bite off a piece of its flesh.

It has to be said that the sight of hundreds of orcas, each tens of meters long, slicing through the waves with their gaping jaws wide open, definitely gave off a horror movie vibe.

Compared to the great white sharks that Lu Mingfei had seen before, this scene was nothing.

"Goodness, did I go a little too far?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head high in the air. He had only acted on a whim, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good.

However, despite his surprise, he didn't remain idle; these ten kilometers were the time he had allotted for chanting incantations.

If he didn't unleash a powerful, wide-range attack on hundreds of demonic orcas, he'd be completely outmatched if he just used his sword to hack at them. To put it bluntly, killing a few hundred pigs would be exhausting.

As the last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared below the horizon, the world was plunged into darkness.

The Demon Orca King swallowed the first mouthful of dragon blood seawater and let out an incredibly pleasant roar, even its innate bloodthirsty instincts were momentarily satisfied.

It greedily released its soul power, swallowing the essence of the dragon blood, while simultaneously exploring the entire sea area with its powerful spiritual perception, trying to find the owner of this dragon blood.

It had a premonition that if it could devour the other party, it might be able to transform into a dragon directly.

Its tribesmen, who had been following behind, caught up soon after. Even if there was only a little scrap left, it was still a precious treat for them.

"Roar! Search, search for everything!" The Demon Orca King's rolling roar, carrying intense energy fluctuations, sealed off the surrounding seawater, making it as viscous as glue. Whether it was the seabed or the sky, everything was within its mental perception.

However, the next moment, a howling sea breeze swept down from the vast, pitch-black sky in gusts.

The Demon Orca King realized something was wrong. It's not surprising that there's any weather at sea. This gust of wind kept crashing in, like an angry dragon roaring.

No, this is not an illusion; there really is something whispering.

An immense aura of majesty descended, carrying unparalleled dragon might and an air of supreme dominance, crashing down from the sky.

The demonic orca king's mental domain was instantly pierced and distorted. It subconsciously looked up at the sky, its pupils, larger than a basketball, suddenly contracted. It finally saw the other party's true face.

High in the sky, a massive amount of air currents, carrying lightning fragments, surged outwards from the figure. The slender yet incredibly majestic black body with wings on its back revealed a sacred cross amidst the flashes of lightning.

That figure was clearly the form that all soul beasts revered and feared most deep within their genes: the dragon!

Lu Mingfei stood quietly high in the sky, the wind and thunder howling in his ears. His body was covered in dazzling, almost liquid lightning, and the surrounding air was constantly ionizing into dazzling white plasma snakes that hissed.

Word of Power: Indra, named after Indra, the supreme deity in Hinduism.

If any member of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family were standing here and saw this scene, they would surely be so shocked that they would kneel down and weep uncontrollably.

However, this was far from enough. The eye of the wind, the Eye of the Wind King, hovered above his head, and a massive amount of water vapor was being gathered.

The Demon Orca King was the first to feel that inviolable majesty, followed by boundless fear.

It was already a 100,000-year-old soul beast, and its intelligence far surpassed that of ordinary humans. It understood that the dragon in the sky was brewing an extremely terrifying attack, which was the nemesis of all sea soul beasts: lightning.

At sea, they have nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape!

Driven by the will to survive and the urge to bleed, it broke free from the dragon's might. A massive amount of soul power instantly condensed, filled, and then surged forth through the breathing holes on its back.

The energy was solidified into an iron-gray column of water, almost as thick as a water tank, which shot into the sky with a sharp whooshing sound.

Then, without looking back, it turned around and plunged directly into the seabed. The demonic orcas that were over ten thousand years old and had already begun to develop intelligence immediately followed suit.

But suddenly, the Demon Orca King sensed that something was wrong.

The stimulation from the dragon's blood had made it forget to observe its surroundings, and now it realized that the temperature in this sea area was significantly lower than in other places.

It plunged down and within moments collided head-on with something underwater.

The hard, cold touch instantly made the Demon Orca King realize what was in front of him.

It was a huge sheet of ice suspended beneath the sea surface.

It was like a giant wall of death, blocking their path as they descended to escape.

"No!" the Demon Orca King roared, but it was too late to smash through the ice or go around it.

Lu Mingfei, high in the sky, opened his eyes. His golden pupils, like lava, had been rendered dazzlingly white by the lightning.

The next moment, a thunderous roar echoed throughout the entire sea, a testament to the purest power of nature, symbolizing the absolute and irresistible majesty of heaven and earth.

The sea of ​​clouds above Lu Mingfei was lit up, as if something enormous had suddenly opened its eyes, and the sky and sea were instantly as bright as day.

A sea of ​​lightning, hundreds of meters in diameter, poured down from the sky, plasma cascading like a waterfall, and thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning forming a giant golden pillar of lightning.

The water column formed by the Demon Orca King's extremely refined soul power was instantly crushed and shattered by the lightning pillar. A full-force attack comparable to a 100,000-year-old soul skill was utterly insignificant in the face of the power of nature.

Lu Mingfei was like the Heavenly Emperor in mythology who unleashed a world-destroying thunderbolt, and all things in the world would be cleansed by this lightning.