"Lu clansman, die!" Mei Shen shouted as he punched the air, forming a gigantic electric fist at Lu Zheng.
"Good. Take this!" Lu Zheng also launched a fist of fire at it.
BOOM!
The two fists collided and nullified each other as the explosion's aftershocks caused the earth to cave in.
"So strong" Hong Haoyu muttered as he formed numerous icicles around him that pierced at Mei Shen.
The icicles rained down at Mei Shen but the latter had strong movement abilities, he easily dodged the onslaught of icicles.
Mei Shen disregarded Hong Haoyu and closed the distance between he and Lu Zheng swiftly: "Would you dare to fight fists with me?"
"Come on if you dare" Lu Zheng replied coldly.
Soon, a brawl began between both men. Fist against fist, punch against punch, they seemed to be evenly matched.
Mei Shen panted heavily: "How come your body is this strong?"
"Is this your limit?" Lu Zheng ignored Mei Shen's question. "If this is it, you might as well die"
Focusing all his Qi in his fist, Lu Zheng punched Mei Shen's chest into oblivion.
"Crack"
Mei Shen's ribs broke and pierced his heart and lungs. Before he even reached the ground, he had already died.
Mei Shen's soul flew rapidly into Lu Zheng's glabella, merging with Lu Zheng's soul.
Lu Zheng snorted at Mei Shen's corpse and ignored it as he watched the fight between Themur, Lu Zhao and Mei Luan.
Although Mei Luan was at the third tier of Domain Formation realm, she was facing a rank four beast and Lu Zhao who had the Vermillion Bird Race's bloodline and first tier of Domain Formation realm cultivation base.
She was being suppressed heavily.
The death of Mei Wei and Mei Shen had helped Hong Haoyu and the others turn the tides of the battle. The martial warriors from Mei Shen's group were dying by the second.
"Haa!" Mei Luan's voice rang out in agony as her body fell to the ground with a soft thud.
Themur did not hesitate to begin eating her corpse as her soul began to dissipate.
"Come" Lu Zheng mumbled as he made a tugging motion.
Mei Luan's soul was constricted by a strong force that pushed her into Mei Wei's sword.
Picking it up, Lu Zheng began to inscribe spirit veins within it.
In his past life, Lu Zheng as Xue Ritian had once worked as an artificer and could easily inscribe spirit veins within artifacts.
The one he was inscribing was to seal Mei Luan's soul within the sword.
The rest did not understand what he was doing and thought he was only admiring the sword. Only a martial practitioner at the Sky realm and that had opened his soul lake could detect Mei Luan's soul presence in the sword.
All of a sudden, the sword flew from Lu Zheng's hands and made a cutting motion at his neck. It seemed like he would be beheaded by the sword.
Standing unfazed, he released his Sea of Consciousness in the form of soul tendrils that suppressed Mei Luan's soul inside the sword, causing it to stand still mid-air.
A nearly transparent Mei Luan appeared holding the sword. Lu Zheng held out his hand before sticking it in her head, leaving his soul mark there.
"Master, I… I am sorry" Mei Luan apologised weakly.
"It's okay. I have decided to keep you alive as my sword spirit. Since you just lost your body, you are very weak. Don't worry, I'll feed you well" Lu Zheng smiled as a huge Fire Dragon formed above his head, measuring well over a hundred metres. The Fire Dragon looked very realistic even to the scales.
"Go" The Fire Dragon dove downwards and began to kill the rest of the martial practitioners from Mei Shen's group as their souls were sent into Mei Luan, feeding her soul.
Mei Luan's transparent figure returned into the sword immediately.
The rest from Lu Zhao's group watching in awe and fear as Lu Zheng's Fire Dragon easily killed the rest of the opposing martial warriors.
"This… is true power" Lu Zhao muttered in awe.