Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo.

In this world, true dragons are the most revered among the spirit beasts, and dragon blood is undoubtedly the most precious. Lu Mingfei knows that although he is only a hybrid, his bloodline is much purer than that of most so-called dragon spirit beasts.

Ten kilometers is practically within reach for the bloodthirsty, demonic killer whale.

All the demonic orcas smelled the irresistible stench of blood emanating from the sea, and instantly went into a frenzy.

Chapter 217 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 roars, 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 stay idle. These ten kilometers were the time he had prepared for chanting incantations.

If he doesn't develop a powerful, wide-range skill to fight hundreds of demonic orcas, he'll be completely outmatched if he tries to slash them with just a sword. 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 them all!" 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, but 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 and the absolute, 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 illuminated as if it were daytime.

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.

Chapter 218 Cutting Melons and Vegetables

After the commotion, there was endless silence.

Lu Mingfei bent over slightly, panting. Lightning was still flashing in his mouth and nose. Even with his current strength, this attack was still strenuous for him.

He took a few deep breaths and quickly descended. Due to the extreme heat from the lightning attack, white mist was rising everywhere on the sea surface.

In the hazy mist, one after another, demonic orcas floated silently to the surface of the sea, their white bellies billowing. Ten thousand years, a thousand years, a hundred years, hundreds of soul rings continuously formed and shimmered on the sea surface, creating a magnificent spectacle.

But the most important 100,000-year soul ring has yet to appear.

Lu Mingfei stood on the sea, a floating ice floe forming beneath his feet, his molten red golden-copper eyes fixed on the ferocious, enormous black shadow beneath the surface.

A 100,000-year-old soul beast is still a 100,000-year-old soul beast; its vitality is frighteningly tenacious.

The Demon Orca King used all its soul power to envelop every inch of its body, blocking the seawater's transmission of lightning to the greatest extent possible.

Nevertheless, the power of the thunder still caused it to be torn and bleeding all over, leaving it in excruciating pain.

Even now, it doesn't know exactly what happened, but it does know that the culprit behind all of this is a mere human being, standing on the sea, mocking its pathetic state.

He is the king of the demonic orcas, indifferent to the lives of his subjects. If his tribe is wiped out, he can lead another tribe. But if someone bullies him, he will make them pay the price, even if it means death.

"Die!" The Demon Orca King soared into the sky from the sea, its massive body, nearly forty meters long, moving with the speed of a cannonball.

The sea is his home turf. This arrogant enemy dared to abandon his air superiority and descend to the sea. He would never give the enemy another chance to take off.

The entire seawater solidified in the next moment, a testament to the unique domain power of a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Its gaping maw resembles an abyss ready to devour everything in the world. Its astonishing bite force and serrated, sharp teeth are so formidable that even the Demon Soul Great White Shark, renowned for its bite force, must avoid its sharp edge.

However, it was completely meaningless in front of Lu Mingfei's golden eyes.

He landed on the sea not only to use himself as bait, but also to prevent the other party from escaping. The demonic orca king's initiative to attack was exactly what he wanted.

With a light tap of the foot, the freezing power was activated, and a huge ice layer with a diameter of hundreds of meters instantly formed on the sea surface.

The Demon Orca King burst out from beneath the sea, crashing through the ice, but Lu Mingfei had already vanished from the spot.

It floated on the ice, and its first reaction after losing its target was to try to return to the sea, but the hole it had just breached had already been repaired.

Just as it realized something was wrong and tried to escape the ice, intense pain and a bloody smell suddenly rushed into its nostrils.

However, before it could realize what was happening, even more intense, tearing pain suddenly erupted all over its body.

The body, already riddled with holes from the lightning strikes, was now subjected to even more brutal torture.

In an instant, at the sixth level and sixty-four times the speed, with his current Soul Saint cultivation, he was even faster than a ghost.

He took out the alchemical longsword he named "The Zealot," and like a master calligrapher wielding a snow-white brush, he began to paint incessantly on the demonic orca king at an incomprehensible speed.

Using a knife as a pen and blood as ink.

A fanatic over a meter long is less than a toothpick to the massive body of the Demon Orca King.

But this toothpick could easily tear bloody wounds on its body.

The Demon Orca King roared, its soul power surging, repelling Lu Mingfei's attack while rapidly healing its wounds.

And it immediately bent its whole body, like a bowstring, trying to use a catapult to accelerate away from the ice and leap back into the sea.

But Lu Mingfei didn't give it that chance. With a flap of his wings, he arrived in mid-air ahead of time to intercept it. The power of the Bronze Throne erupted, and with one punch, he slammed the Demon Orca King back onto the ice.

Before the Demon Orca King could recover, he began a series of slashes again. This time, it wasn't just cutting; the alchemical longsword was also imbued with gray sovereign flames.

The blade sliced ​​through the demonic orca king's leather, which was tougher than metal and stone. The whale fat beneath the skin melted and ignited instantly under the intense heat of the king's flames, just like butter meeting a hot knife.

For the first time, the Demon Orca King felt fear. Its body was set ablaze, constantly emitting a fragrant aroma of oil. Even this bloodthirsty creature felt an indescribable terror.

It was like a dish, being freely prepared on Lu Mingfei's cutting board.

Lu Mingfei's previous worries were never about whether he had the strength to kill a 100,000-year-old soul beast, but rather that the soul beasts he knew either had amazing backgrounds, ridiculous strength, or could escape at will, making them impossible to catch.

But last night, while drinking at a bar, the melting ice cubes floating in his glass gave him an idea.

When he was ready for the battlefield, the outcome was no longer in doubt; it was just a matter of time.

As the Demon Orca King felt its life slipping away and endless pain, it finally unleashed its most frenzied and violent rampage.

Its originally black-gold skin and blood-red eyes suddenly turned deathly gray, and its 100,000 years of cultivation was completely burned away at this moment.

An invisible barrier instantly protected it, and the entire sea area was distorted by the powerful energy.

Blow up!

It is acceptable to die in battle, but it is absolutely unacceptable to be treated as a meal by the enemy.

"Die!" the Demon Orca King roared hysterically, its body beginning to expand rapidly as it unleashed all the energy within it.

It knew that Lu Mingfei could fly and was very fast, so a single attack might be futile. But it blew up its own soul along with the attack, leaving nothing for the opponent, which was its last stand.

"Brother, just a heads up, the other side is about to self-destruct, leaving not even a soul ring behind." Lu Mingze's cheeky voice suddenly rang in my ears.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why didn't you say so earlier!" Lu Mingfei shouted immediately. If the other party had succeeded, he really wouldn't have been able to find another 100,000-year-old soul beast to pay off his debt.

In an instant, he leaped to the seventh level.

The Zealot's alchemical domain, symbolizing sharpness, was activated to its limit, and the blade burst forth with a dazzling golden light.

Lu Mingfei cleaved through the gray energy with a single strike, driving his longsword directly into the eye of the Demon Orca King. The energy of the Ice Wings behind him erupted, unleashing the supreme freezing power originating from the Ice Dragon King.

The supreme power, capable of freezing even the soul, annihilated the Demon Orca King's last consciousness, and its rapidly expanding body abruptly stopped, transforming into a massive ice sculpture.

As he watched the red soul ring, symbolizing 100,000 years of cultivation, gradually take shape in the sky, Lu Mingfei finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

We almost messed things up, but thankfully we managed to get it sorted out, otherwise all that work would have been for nothing.

Chapter 219 Seagod Island?

Being debt-free is a relief, but no one knows how unbearable it is to live with debt collectors constantly coming to you.

Lu Mingfei had been pulling out a lot of hair in the past two days, but it's finally resolved now.

For safety's sake, Lu Mingfei used the two large blocks of ice he had previously created to build an ice fortress, then hid inside. After layers of white frost concealed his figure on the sea surface, he began to absorb the soul rings.

The seventh spirit ring is the most special for a spirit master. As long as the attributes are not mutually exclusive, the type does not matter, only the age is important.

Moreover, after so many years in this world, he had roughly figured out that spirit rings didn't have much real use for him. At most, they would just increase the amount of spirit power he could store. Their real purpose was just to be Lu Mingze's shield in breaking through the mechanisms of this world. The important thing wasn't the spirit rings, but the spirit skills.

Not to mention, this was a request specifically made by Lu Mingze, so it was impossible for anything to happen to him. Although this little devil sometimes had bad intentions, he could ultimately be classified as reliable.

Without him, I would probably have been devoured alive long ago in this world.

On the boundless ice sea, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes. Above him stretched the starry sky and the Milky Way, and beneath his feet was a bottomless, slippery ice layer. In the distance, there was an insurmountable ice mountain. Occasionally, a few gusts of cold wind howled past. What a breathtaking polar landscape!

However, Lu Mingfei was already used to the sight before him. Every time he came in, Lu Mingze would do the same thing. To be honest, it wasn't as interesting as the sunset movie last time.

"Hey, what are you up to now?" Lu Mingfei stopped walking behind Lu Mingze.

Lu Mingze was fishing in front of an ice cave, the seawater appearing a deep blue under the moonlight.