"What!"
A trace of shock flashed in the King of Slaughter's scarlet eyes.
In his eyes, Lu Feng's strength was very meager, at most a Soul Saint-level soul power.
However, the moment Lu Feng grasped the Asura Sword, his aura suddenly skyrocketed, instantly increasing by ten levels of soul power.
And, another Asura Sword!
Simply incredible.
"Hmph!" The King of Slaughter snorted coldly, and a sharp imposing manner shocked outward.
For him, the current Lu Feng was still an ant.
At the same time, Lu Feng was also sizing up the King of Slaughter. His eyes turned completely purple, Purple Demon Eye third layer—Mustard Seed Realm activated.
In this realm, Lu Feng could see through most illusory existences.
In the original work, after Tang San took the immortal herb, he saw clearly Xiao Wu's soul beast identity in this realm.
And at this moment, in Lu Feng's eyes, the King of Slaughter's body presented a strange form.
His physical body was still human, but it was filled with countless dark red turbid soul power. This soul power wandered chaotically without any pattern, as if his meridians were already disordered.
What was more alarming was that his spiritual aura was strange and twisted; evil and malice had almost become the core of his soul.
Such an existence no longer looked like a normal human at all.
"Nine-Headed Bat King..."
Lu Feng sighed secretly in his heart, feeling sad for Tang Chen.
The dignified Clear Sky Douluo, a level 99 Limit Douluo, was actually plotted against by a soul beast, his lifetime cultivation becoming someone else's wedding dress.
No!
Judging from the description in the original work, this Nine-Headed Bat King might not be an ordinary soul beast, but an ancient fierce beast.
Lu Feng held his breath and concentrated his attention to the extreme.
Although Tang Chen was possessed and couldn't exert his full strength, he was still not someone the current Lu Feng could contend with.
"Run!"
Lu Feng made a decision instantly.
The next moment, his sixth soul ring shone, and a layer of gray space enveloped the two.
In an instant, their figures disappeared from the Capital of Slaughter.
"This soul skill is somewhat interesting." The King of Slaughter looked around, his eyes full of teasing.
It was rare for a soul skill below the Soul Saint level to have an effect on him.
Instantly, the King of Slaughter's soul power surged out, and a surging air wave swept over.
Asura Domain!
Immediately, Lu Feng felt as if he had been hit by a huge wave, his chest tight, almost breathless.
"Worthy of being a level 99 Limit Douluo... I don't even have the ability to exchange moves with him," Lu Feng's eyes were heavy, pondering inwardly.
He had no intention of fighting the King of Slaughter.
Level 70 vs Level 99?
Certain death!
The next moment, a layer of pale blue light screen rose from his feet.
This time, the coordinate he marked was not the ground, but the bottom of the blood pool in the Capital of Slaughter.
"Want to run?"
The King of Slaughter sensed the spatial fluctuation and instantly understood Lu Feng's plan.
He swung the magic sword in his hand and stabbed fiercely at Lu Feng. In an instant, overwhelming killing intent attacked, and Lu Feng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, almost unable to breathe.
"Boom!"
Intense golden light burst from Lu Feng's body, and the Asura Sword in his hand emitted a crisp sword hum.
Killing intent collided with golden light, and the gray space was instantly shattered.
Clusters of gray mist exploded, and the entire space turned into chaos. When vision was restored, Lu Feng's figure was long gone from the space.
"Damn it!"
The King of Slaughter roared, killing intent rising, and the entire Capital of Slaughter seemed to fall into suffocation.
"Slurp~"
Lu Feng opened his eyes dazedly and saw a dog head licking his face.
"Wu Pao!"
Lu Feng rolled over and sat up. The yellow-skinned puppy immediately rubbed against his trouser legs affectionately, making "Luo Luo" sounds.
"Alright, alright, am I not fine?"
Lu Feng patted its big head and comforted.
At this moment, he looked around.
In the dim space, an oppressive aura filled the air, and the atmosphere was full of a chilling intent. He looked up at the sky; a blood-red pillar of light shot straight into the firmament, as if connecting heaven and earth.
"This is?"
Lu Feng looked at the pillar of light, narrowing his eyes slightly. He felt as if he had seen it somewhere.
"Wu Pao, can you sense the location of the Capital of Slaughter now?" Lu Feng asked in a low voice.
"Luo Luo!"
Luo Wu Pao barked twice and looked up at the sky.
"Overhead?"
Lu Feng looked up. The blood-red sky was hazy, and he couldn't see the specific situation clearly.
"Luo Luo!"
Luo Wu Pao suddenly barked in a direction.
Lu Feng looked closely, and in the mist in the distance, a corner of a palace faintly appeared. His eyes lit up instantly, and he whispered, "Go, let's take a look."
As they approached, the chilling intent in the air became stronger, and the smell of blood hit them in the face.
Lu Feng's body flickered with golden light. The aura of [Sacred] and [Light] overflowed, forming a layer of armor wrapping him.
At the foot of the mountain, Lu Feng looked up, the scene before him shocking.
In front of him were countless steps leading straight to the clouds. The top of the palace almost touched the sky, with only a small dot faintly visible.
"Huu~"
Lu Feng stepped on the first step. Immediately, the baleful qi around him surged like a tide. He felt like falling into an ice hole, piercing cold instantly invading his whole body.
"Thump!"
On the other side, under the impact of this baleful qi, Luo Wu Pao fell flat on his face.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing this, Lu Feng laughed loudly, and the tension in his heart eased slightly.
Immediately, he waved his right hand, and Luo Wu Pao turned into a stream of light and poured into his body.
Intense golden light burst out. Lu Feng's muscles swelled, two dragon horns grew on his forehead, and a layer of fine golden diamond-shaped scales covered his whole body.
"Flap!"
A pair of huge dragon wings unfolded from Lu Feng's back, shining with dazzling light in the dim space.
"Charge!"
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze carrying a disdainful indifference.
The next moment, his body completely ignored the baleful qi, rushing toward the palace like an arrow leaving the string.
Above the clouds, a huge and magnificent palace stood there.
Decorated entirely in red, with thick pillars that required ten people to encircle. The main door was open, and killing intent emanated from within.
"Huu~"
Lu Feng lay by the door on all fours, gasping for breath. His soul power was almost exhausted, and all his muscles were trembling.
"Finally climbed up..."
He muttered to himself, his tone carrying a bit of exhaustion.
After resting for a long while until his soul power fully recovered, Lu Feng climbed up from the ground.
He walked into the palace and found that the decoration here was somewhat simple but exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.
In the center of the hall, a huge statue stood there. The statue's face was blurred, but the aura emitted from its body was palpitating.
At the same time, at the feet of the statue, two golden light orbs were shining brightly.