Omni-Verse System

[Brain Storage - Come find me for it after completion, don't worry, I won't lose it for you!]

Nolan Village, a tiny place so insignificant it couldn't even be found on the map of Nuoding Town.

The entire village looked forward to this day all year round—the day when Spirit Masters from Spirit Hall would come to awaken the Martial Souls of six-year-old children.

At this moment, in front of the dilapidated stone house at the village entrance, a crowd of old and young people had gathered, making it impossible to move.

A few clueless little children were tightly held by the rough hands of adults, their small faces a mixture of curiosity and fear.

They only remembered their parents' repeated admonishments:

Today!

Will be their chance to change their fate.

"Change fate?"

At the very back of the crowd, a little boy with black hair curled his lips slightly, a hint of something unnameable in his expression.

His name was Duanmu Ci.

His body was indeed that of a six-year-old, but the "core" within had already rolled through mountains of corpses and seas of blood many times over.

Douluo Continent?

A place for Divine King Tang to show off?

If it weren't for the system ambushing him, how could he possibly have ended up here?

His first transmigration was to the Naruto World.

At that time, he didn't have a system, and ninja world wars were as common as eating.

What's more, cheats were everywhere, and there was even a wretched creature named Black Zetsu who spent a thousand years looking for his mother.

He started as a war orphan in Konohagakure, with no bloodline and no backing, purely a lone wolf.

His parents died at the tail end of the Third Shinobi War, leaving him only the most basic Chakra refinement techniques and the Three Body Techniques.

To survive, to become stronger, to not be treated like an ant to be crushed underfoot, he gave everything he had.

He befriended Might Guy and Rock Lee, desperately practicing the "Eight Inner Gates," breaking bones and tearing tendons countless times.

He figured out "Tree Climbing" and "Water Walking" on his own, his hands becoming swollen and raw from the effort before he finally managed to create the "Rasengan."

He chose to defect to Orochimaru, gambling his life to inject "Hashirama Cells,"

He danced on the edge of death repeatedly, each cell tear agonizing enough to make him want to die.

He took risks in the Ninja Academy, stealing Naruto and Sasuke's cells, He dabbled in the power of "Asura" and "Indra," which in turn drew the endless pursuit of Konoha Anbu.

If Orochimaru hadn't saved him at the last moment, he would have long since turned to dust.

By the time the Fourth Shinobi World War was about to begin, he had finally awakened the Rinnegan and mastered his unique terrifying eye technique—the Divine Authority of the State!

And by leveraging his "spoiler" advantage, he managed to swallow the "Ten-Tails" before Obito, reaching the pinnacle in the Fourth War and becoming the biggest winner.

Every step of the way, he walked on the edge of a blade; one wrong move meant utter annihilation.

Duanmu Ci, relying solely on a fierce determination of "I'd rather die than be a nobody," carved out a bloody path for himself.

After finally becoming a peerless "Six Paths" level expert, he was sharpening his blade, preparing to first kill that treacherous Black Zetsu to eliminate future trouble, and then ascend to the moon to seize the "Tenseigan"...

At this critical juncture...

"System charge complete, Omni-Verse System activated."

A cold voice echoed in his mind.

The vast Chakra that filled his entire body instantly went out of control, being frantically siphoned away by an irresistible suction force.

"Activating newcomer benefits, transmigrating to the Douluo World, preparing: 3...2...1..."

"Transmigration successful!"

Duanmu Ci: "???"

He didn't even have time to utter a "WTF" before his vision went completely black.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw only two huge, blurry human faces. His body felt weak and limp, lacking even the strength to move a finger.

Transmigrated again? And with a system?

But did I agree to this?

All the empire I had just built, all my beautiful women.

Hinata, Sakura, Izumi, farewell. I didn't even get a chance to get close to you.

And now, he had to start all over again as a damned infant?

Deep within his consciousness, Duanmu Ci cursed the system and all its ancestors, his resentment boiling over.

This wasn't over. If he didn't get a satisfactory explanation, he'd slit his own throat and start over immediately.

He wasn't bluffing; he could actually do it. The immense blow had left him wanting to give up completely.

Perhaps the system felt it was in the wrong, as it quickly gave him some "consolation prizes":

1. Rinnegan (will be activated simultaneously with Martial Soul awakening). 2. Sage Body (will be activated simultaneously with Martial Soul awakening). 3. Fusion of Chakra essence with Douluo Spirit Power. 4. Packaged knowledge of all Ninjutsu from the Naruto World.

This system only had the function of world-hopping. Now, because it had used up all its energy traversing to Douluo, it had powered down again.

To travel to another world, it required absorbing Six Paths level energy to activate. Compared to Douluo, it would require at least divine power. This meant that in the early stages, he could only rely on himself.

Fortunately, he had transmigrated to Douluo. If it had been some bizarre and terrifying world, he truly feared he would have perished.

Since he was already here, he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

He had read the Douluo novel in his previous life as well. He remembered the general outline, but the details were mostly forgotten.

Before his transmigration, many netizens had been fond of writing fanfiction about Douluo. They started by supporting Tang San, and eventually ended up tormenting him.

However, it wasn't their fault. One could only say that Tang San truly deserved to be tormented; if it were him, he would torment Tang San too.

Duanmu Ci shook his head, suppressing his jumbled thoughts. For now, he needed to focus on growing stronger.

Others had Titled Douluo protecting them. Thinking about that now was too premature.

He opened the system's only function – a rudimentary personal panel:

[Name]: Duanmu Ci
[Level]: 10 (Spirit Scholar)
[Spirit Power]: 15
[Spirit Skills]: Eight Inner Gates (Three Gates), Lightning Release: Cellular Activation, Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu...
[Bloodline Limit]: Sage Body (Unawakened), Rinnegan (Unawakened)
[Martial Soul]: Outer Path Demonic Statue (Unawakened)

Today was the day his Martial Soul, the Outer Path Demonic Statue, would awaken.

He wondered what special effects the Outer Path Demonic Statue would have upon awakening.

After all, it was the source of Chakra, the end of all things in the Ninja World. It could definitely rival the Divine Kings of Douluo, right?

In Nolan Village, besides Duanmu Ci, there were four other children scheduled for awakening this year.

The first three were tested quickly: Blue Silver Grass, Fire-Starting Stick, and a broken sickle. All of them had no Spirit Power.

"Next," Su Yuntao's voice carried a tone of official weariness.

Duanmu Ci took a step forward, calmly walking into the simple formation made of six black stones.

Su Yuntao, as before, placed his hand on the crystal ball, channeling his Spirit Power.

Instantly, three streams of Spirit Power flowed through his body, warm and comforting.

One surged towards his right hand, another exploded within his body, and the last violently rushed towards his eyes.

At the same time, Su Yuntao's eyes, which had been somewhat cloudy and aged, suddenly flashed with brilliance.

He stared intently at the awakening light enveloping Duanmu Ci. The light was blindingly bright, brighter than all the previous children combined.