All or Nothing!

Tian Mucheng wasted no words. His Dragon Soul Martial Soul was summoned in an instant, and a terrifying pressure swept through the entire room. Faced with that dreadful majesty, the Dugu mother and daughter began to tremble uncontrollably.

They were afraid. The Jade Python Spirits within them were afraid as well.

What kind of Martial Soul was this?

Simply releasing it created such terrifying pressure.

Sitting nearby, Mo Yan continuously observed the changes in her main body's condition. As expected, his life force and Soul Power are being continuously drained. She had no intention of interrupting him, as she knew what he was trying to accomplish.

"Summon your Martial Souls!" Tian Mucheng ordered the two of them.

Neither hesitated. Two Jade Python Spirits emerged, and the moment the two snakes saw the Dragon Soul, they immediately submitted.

The Dragon Soul lunged at the two Jade Green Snakes as though they were prey. In the blink of an eye, both snakes were devoured by the Dragon Soul.

The moment the Dugu mother and daughter lost control of their Martial Souls, their vision went dark and they fainted.

A Martial Soul was one of the foundations of every person. Once someone's Martial Soul shattered, they would suffer severe injuries and be on the verge of death at best, or die suddenly at worst.

"Pant... pant... pant..."

Tian Mucheng clutched his chest as he gasped through the intense pain. Altering both of their Martial Souls at once really was too much for him. "Mo Yan, help me!"

Hearing this, Mo Yan no longer hesitated. Two Yellow Spirit Rings rose around her, and behind her appeared a giant dragon coiled around a crimson greatsword. The dragon was mighty and imposing, its body primarily fiery red. Dragon-type Martial Souls should have had only one pair of dragon wings, yet this dragon possessed two pairs.

Those two pairs of wings closely resembled phoenix wings, covered in large quantities of golden scales and runes. They looked both beautiful and domineering.

A terrifying heat wave swept through the room. Mo Yan moved behind Tian Mucheng, placed her jade-like hand against his back, and poured Soul Power into him.

Watching Tian Mucheng devour it like a bottomless pit, Mo Yan's delicate brows furrowed. She had not expected modifying Martial Souls this time to consume so much Soul Power.

What a bother.

Mo Yan directly melted the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear External Soul Bone on the Left Palm Bone, converted it into energy, and injected it into Tian Mucheng's body. To them, Soul Bones were merely tools for increasing Soul Power.

As for Soul Bone skills, they were optional. The stronger their Soul Power became, the bones in their bodies would gradually transform into Dragon Bones. Dragon Bones were far stronger than so-called Soul Bones.

Through the Dragon Soul as the core, the Soul Bone could be shared with the other clones or the main body. As the core recipient of this Soul Bone, Jin Tianming could not only share it with the main body, but with the other clones as well. Whether those clones wanted to use it was another matter.

A moment later, Tian Mucheng's black hair turned silver-white in the blink of an eye. His vision darkened, and he fainted as well. Mo Yan immediately caught him and laid him on the bed. After pulling the blanket over him,

she turned to look at the Dugu mother and daughter lying on the floor, then glanced at Tian Mucheng on the bed. After a moment of silence, a mischievous impulse stirred within her.

She stepped forward, picked up the mother and daughter, and placed them on either side of Tian Mucheng. When she was done, Mo Yan admired the arrangement with satisfaction. "The Holy Lord will definitely like this kind of two-in-one arrangement. Other than being lazy, I'm the one who cares most about the main body."

Jin Tianming: --

Sea of Consciousness

When Tian Mucheng opened his eyes again, he had arrived here. Looking around and seeing that there was not a single Dragon Soul this time, he understood that he had succeeded.

"You really are bold! Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Who is it?" Tian Mucheng searched for the source of the voice, but all he could see was the boundless Sea of Consciousness.

"Do you want to see me that badly?" A pair of vertical pupils appeared before Tian Mucheng. "Little one!"

Seeing this, Tian Mucheng remained calm and asked, "Are you the Dragon Soul?"

"I've already told you so much, yet you're still so curious. As they say, curiosity killed the cat. Aren't you afraid of dying?" The genderless voice sounded again. It had told this little one so much already, yet he remained so determined to meet it.

Tian Mucheng shook his head. "Those abilities aren't enough. I still need to know the exact cause of what is happening inside my body, and how to use fate."

"Ah..." The voice sighed. "I originally planned to tell you everything once you reached whatever Titled Douluo level exists in this world. But since you want to know so badly... fine!"

After hesitating repeatedly, the voice finally chose to tell Tian Mucheng everything.

"Let's start with those clones. Strictly speaking, they are not your clones. They are more like my children. I merely took fragments of your personality and used them to create them. To put it more simply, they possess humanity!"

"You know the difference between beasts and humans, right?"

Tian Mucheng nodded. Of course he knew. Human wisdom and humanity were what often distinguished humans from beasts.

Wisdom surpassed all beasts.

Humanity was even more frightening than beasts.

"It's good that you understand." The voice continued, "Without the personality traits from your own body, those Dragon Souls would need at least tens of millions of years—perhaps even longer—to grow to their current state."

Before Tian Mucheng could ask why, the voice answered on its own. "As for why it would take so long, it is because this world is too weak. It is more like a diseased world, especially those humans in the heavens who gained a bit of longevity and proclaimed themselves gods."

"It truly leaves me speechless."

A world that was too weak could not nurture true powerhouses, especially one like Douluo Continent.

Tian Mucheng nodded to show that he understood, then asked the question he most wanted answered. "Will those beings in the heavens notice my existence?"

At this question, the pair of eyes fell silent for a moment before slowly replying, "I absorb the life force and Soul Power within you, placing your body in a state akin to that of a living corpse. At this stage, those people cannot detect you. In their eyes, you are already dead. If—"

"If I obtain fate to nurture myself, I'll gradually be exposed to those people, won't I?" Tian Mucheng cut in.

"That's right!" The gaze did not grow angry at being interrupted and continued, "So, do you still choose the authority I have given you?"

"Once you gain a certain amount of fate, those people in the heavens will discover you. When that time comes, even if you do not fight them, they will still set their sights on you. Or, more accurately, you will become fine nourishment in their eyes."

"What is your choice?" The pair of eyes stared intently at Tian Mucheng, curious to see what the little one would ultimately choose.

Hearing this, Tian Mucheng's expression did not change in the slightest. He replied calmly, "Taking a step back means facing a blade, and taking a step forward means facing one too. But right now, I'm a gambler who should be dead!"

"Either I have nothing, or I have everything!" Tian Mucheng's eyes were filled with determination. Without the Dragon Soul and the old man, he might have died long ago.

Better to take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. If Tang Dog can sit in that position, why can't I?

Sun Wukong once said: "Emperors take turns. Next year, it'll be my turn!"

"Hahahaha. Little one, you truly are quite impressive." The gaze regarded Tian Mucheng approvingly. After thinking for a moment, it said, "I can act on your behalf once. After that, it will depend on how you develop my authority."

"I understand." Tian Mucheng nodded, then asked the final question in his heart. "Senior, what is your name?"

Seeing that Tian Mucheng still refused to give up, the gaze found it somewhat amusing. Did he truly want to know its name that badly?

Unfortunately, it had already forgotten its own name.

"Who I am is not important!"

"What matters is how far you can go while carrying my authority. Whether you forge a path of your own or vanish into the river of history—that is what matters most."

"The wind has risen. Little one, it is time for you to wake up."

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