Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo.

"Monster..." Tang San's eyes were no longer filled with any hope.

It wasn't the despair of certain defeat, but an incomprehensible fear.

"Go and chop, go and bite, go and roar! Enemies, it's always a matter of life and death!"

"No one remembers the dead, so you have to live on, grit your teeth and live on!"

"On the day I return to the world, all traitors shall die!"

Lu Mingze's voice echoed in his mind, like a mad poet or actor desperately trying to add fuel to the bonfire of the apocalypse.

Lu Mingfei never knew that he could actually harbor such hatred and malice towards someone.

He forcefully ripped the feathers piercing his arms, blood splattering onto the ground with a hissing, burning sound. The next moment, the wounds congealed at a visible speed, and black scales regrowed beneath his skin.

A dark aura quietly gathered in the mountains and forests, and with Lu Mingfei's roar, it soared into the sky. He picked up his sword and charged forward once again.

A king's battles are never without their ruthlessness.

Chapter 335 Laughter

A tremendous roar echoed between heaven and earth, and the howling wind, like the accompaniment of a demon's lament, added a touch of grimness to this brutal battlefield.

All the trees in the mountains and forests were destroyed, leaving a scene of devastation. Under the immense force, the ground continued to sink into a disc, like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, which was used to please the gods.

But at this moment, even the gods were dragged down to the battlefield to dance with the monsters, fighting to the death!

The three remaining Sea God wings behind Tang San, like wilted leeks, curled up on his shoulders, no longer daring to be displayed. The deep, bone-revealing blood hole behind him stubbornly closed under the repair of divine power.

His face was as pale as wax paper; he could only grit his teeth and endure the immense pain to continue his attack.

When the eight wings of the sea god were destroyed, he had already lost his way back to the sea.

There was no way to escape, and Lu Mingfei would never let him escape. The only thing he could do was fight the enemy; only by killing the enemy could he have a chance to survive.

The deafening roar of metal clashing was like the beating of war drums, accompanied by thunder and tsunamis.

The power called enlightenment flowed out bit by bit from the monster's cold, golden eyes as the battle began.

Red steam continuously billowed from beneath Lu Mingfei's scales; it was the body's rapid cooling mechanism, used to expel enormous heat through metabolism, all in preparation for an even more brutal and frenzied battle.

Tang San wildly wielded the Trident of the Sea God, stirring up a raging storm in the sea. But at the end of the waves was a massive volcano, where heavenly lightning ignited earthly fire, and storms and snow raged.

Waves are evaporated, broken down, frozen, torn apart, and even ignited.

Turbulent currents of elements surged forth from cracks in the void and were constantly annihilated.

The so-called divine authority can only submit to and be destroyed in the face of greater power and authority.

However, in the brief moment when the waves were locked in a stalemate and churning, two beams of brilliant golden light shot out, arriving in an instant like falling meteors.

Purple Extreme Divine Light!

Space seemed to become illusory, losing the meaning of distance.

What you think of in a moment, you will achieve in a moment.

Tang San gathered all the remaining power of his soul and shot it out through the light of his Purple Demon Eye, carrying his will sublimated by extreme anger.

This is his strongest trump card, even surpassing the power of the Sea God.

Lu Mingfei's physical self-healing speed was so fast that it drove him to despair. His powers as the Sea God were also suppressed in every way, leaving only his divine soul power with one last chance.

As long as Lu Mingfei does not possess the essence of a god, the power of his divine soul will absolutely crush the mortal soul.

But the moment the Purple Extreme Divine Light fully bloomed, Tang San instantly felt an immense and unparalleled spiritual fluctuation emanating from Lu Mingfei. It was a giant hand, like a god or a demon, domineering and incomparable, as if it could tear the sky apart at any moment.

The Purple Extreme Divine Light was instantly worn away and exhausted, as if it had crashed into a sky-covering curtain.

Tang San was momentarily lost in thought, and subconsciously looked at Lu Mingfei's cold golden eyes. There was no mercy in the depths of those eyes, only deep mockery and contemptuous anger.

How dare you, a lowly ant-like dog, challenge the throne of the king!

The battle between the soul and spirit is always the most dangerous struggle; a failed attack can lead to immediate backlash.

Tang San's aura instantly weakened, and dark red blood overflowed from his seven orifices.

Lu Mingfei did not miss this opportunity. His even more ferocious sword shadow bypassed the defense of the Trident of the Sea God and landed directly on Tang San's Divine Armor of the Sea God.

The armor, formed from the condensation of energy and soul bones, was cleaved open by the brutal and sharp domain, leaving cracks in its wake.

Blood splattered all over Tang San's body.

If Tang San hadn't protected his vital organs in time, he would probably have had his throat cut off by now.

Even so, the enormous recoil force inevitably caused him to roll dozens of meters on the ground, looking like a dead dog, pathetic and ignored.

The outcome is decided!

Close combat, power struggles, skill contests, mental battles... Lu Mingfei had absolutely no chance of defeat. This battle was destined to be Tang San's funeral from the very beginning.

"Enough, pfft." Tang San spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Stop, Lu Mingfei. I... I lost. I swear that from now on, I will never set foot on land again."

Tang San's face was extremely pale. He struggled to support himself on the ground with one hand, while raising his other hand to beg for mercy. Patches of blood had stained the three remaining feathers on his back, making them sway precariously like candles in the wind.

No matter how much anger, resentment, or hatred there is, in the end, all that remains is the desire to live.

He doesn't want to die, he absolutely doesn't want to die!

He clearly accomplished the great feat that the Tang Clan had failed to achieve for centuries, he was clearly blessed by the heavens and given a second chance at life, and even the gods favored him and allowed him to pass the divine test.

Why, why did he end up like this?

Those past memories flooded his mind like a revolving lantern.

Why is it?

"It was my fault, I've been jealous of you all along!" Tang San put down the Trident of the Sea God and roared in a hoarse voice.

"Back in Notting, I was jealous that your eyes could easily suppress my Purple Demon Eyes, jealous that you could defeat all my Tang Sect techniques with your fists, jealous that Xiao Wu was closer to you, and jealous that everyone liked you."

“I’ve never wanted to admit it, but you are indeed much better than me. Today I really know that, and I really know I was wrong.”

Tang San knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, sobbing uncontrollably.

He didn't understand which one was the real Lu Mingfei, but he knew that only by humbling himself to the dust could he perhaps have a glimmer of hope.

Lu Mingfei exhaled a breath of white air, as if sighing, or perhaps relieved.

In fact, even he himself hadn't thought about why this was the case.

Perhaps the wheel of fate will always catch up with those who think they are extraordinary, crushing them hard on the back, making them kneel down and weep bitterly, regretting their past choices and repenting for their sins.

But all repentance comes at a heavy price.

Even at the highest cost, everything Tang San did was far from enough to repay the debt.

Reality and games are sometimes indistinguishable; only death can end everything.

"Are you kidding me at this moment?"

Tang San didn't look up, nor did he dare to use his divine sense to perceive anything. He could only hear Lu Mingfei's footsteps and breathing, which grew clearer with each step.

Even now, his breathing remained perfectly steady, as calm as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

“I learned a principle a long time ago: if you make a mistake, you have to admit it; if you get punished, you have to stand up straight. You can’t just make a mistake and not get punished.”

Lu Mingfei casually flipped his hand, and the blade of the Godslayer was dragged along as he moved forward.

However, at that moment, Tang San suddenly raised his head, but instead of launching another sneak attack, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha...hahaha!" He laughed loudly, looking up at the sky like a madman.

He was laughing, laughing at his own fate, laughing at the world, and laughing at the enemy before him.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky parted, and a beam of light fell directly on Tang San's head.

Chapter 336 Slaying

"Hahaha..."

Lu Mingfei laughed. It turns out that people can actually laugh in exasperation when they're speechless.

"Do you think I'm really begging for mercy?" Tang San grabbed his hair and laughed loudly, not caring at all about the black mud on his hands, his mouth full of mocking laughter.

"Lu Mingfei, you've always been so arrogant and weak. Were you feeling smug just now? Did you think you'd won a great victory?"

Tang San's laughter grew louder, his tone smug and arrogant beyond measure.

"The only mistake I made was not killing you when you were courting death in Notting City. If I had killed you then, none of this would have happened now!" Tang San's face was no longer filled with any divine radiance, only madness and endless ferocity.

"Without you, I would be the only god in this world. I would build the Tang Sect and pass it down for thousands of years, and the Haotian Sect would be powerful for all eternity."

"Without you, Xiao Wu would never have left me. We would be a perfect couple now, living a carefree life, and this world would be spared the pain of war because of my existence."

"But because of you, everything is ruined!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and glared at Lu Mingfei, his endless vicious killing intent staining his Purple Demon Eyes with a layer of bloody light.

"Don't think you've won so easily, Lu Mingfei! Just you wait. When you reach the realm of gods, we'll have countless lifetimes to settle this score."

"One day, I will kill you, kill you! And Qian Renxue, and everyone you brought up there!"

"You destroyed everything I had. One day, I will repay you for it all. I lost everything, and you will lose everything too, until you have nothing left!"

The ferocious howl, like that of a demon, resounded through the sky and lingered for a long time, chilling people to the bone even when it reached dozens of miles away.

"Alright, alright, stop yelling. It's like you're trying to scam me all the time." Lu Mingfei rubbed his forehead, seemingly unable to tolerate the hysterical barking, but his tone was definitely not as gentle as it looked; it was one of extreme impatience and irritability.

"The most important thing about funerals is simplicity, do you understand?"

Tang San's laughter stopped abruptly, and he froze for a moment, staring at Lu Mingfei with the same look he had when looking at a landlord's foolish son, before throwing his head back and laughing out loud again.

"Funeral? You had a chance just now, but you ruined it yourself!"

"Look at this pillar of light. This is the guiding light of the divine realm. Even I myself cannot stop it. In this world, nothing can stop the rules of the divine realm."

"Do you think you can stop me from entering the realm of gods with the scrap metal you have or those elemental attacks?"

This is the real escape route Tang San prepared for himself.

If someone can prevent him from even returning to Poseidon Island, entering the realm of gods ahead of time is his only option.

The soul attack just now and the final plea for mercy were all just to buy him time to summon the gate to the divine realm.

Sure enough, he succeeded. Someone as arrogant as Lu Mingfei would become smug as soon as he showed even a hint of his miserable state.

This is my escape route!

As Tang San finished speaking, the brightness of the pillar of light suddenly increased several degrees, and Tang San, holding the Trident of the Sea God, slowly leaped into the air.

The essence of the pillar of light is the manifestation of the rules of the divine realm, which is far higher than the dimension in which this world exists.

Lu Mingfei drew his sword, the Godslayer, and slashed it out in the form of an iaido attack. Tang San instinctively used the Trident of the Sea God to block, but the blade seemed to strike only an illusion, without causing the light pillar to ripple in the slightest.

Tang San was completely relieved and burst into unrestrained laughter.

"Lu Mingfei, I'll be waiting for you in the God Realm. No, maybe you won't even be able to get to the God Realm. I'll definitely make a good fool of you then!"

He made so many preparations, but still failed. How could he not feel frustrated? Reaching the top alone meant that he would never see Xiao Wu again. Thinking of this, he naturally wanted to take advantage of this last moment to mock Lu Mingfei.

However, what he saw was not Lu Mingfei's furious expression, but only cold killing intent in his molten red golden eyes.

The king will not allow it, the king will not acknowledge it, the king will not approve it!

A moment later, the enormous black dragon's true form reappeared, its huge demonic wings flapping, and in an instant it caught up with Tang San, who was flying in mid-air.

"So what if it's a Martial Soul True Body?" Tang San sneered dismissively.

But the next moment, something extremely ferocious struck the pillar of light like a hurricane. Tang San felt a strange tremor throughout the entire world, which did not represent life, but rather endless silence.

Lu Mingfei roared towards the end of the pillar of light. At the same time, the seven-colored soul ring behind Lu Mingfei brought a blindingly bright light, which even made the sun in the sky pale in comparison.

The ferocious dragon's body cast a huge shadow that enveloped Tang San.

Pure white and pure black, sacred and destructive, so contradictory, so beautiful, so... that even the gods fear!

"What exactly do you want to do?" Tang San roared involuntarily, he had nowhere to escape.

Lu Mingfei's response to Tang San was a single, archaic syllable.

He raised his dragon claw, and the blazing light, like a meteor spear, pierced straight into the guiding light pillar, causing the pillar to tremble violently instantly.