Twin God-Tier Martial Souls, Alarming Your Majesty the Empress

Before the dilapidated Spirit Hall branch in Sacred Soul Village, a crowd had gathered.

Six-year-old Yang Yu stood among a group of plainly dressed children, his eyes carrying a depth that did not match his age, along with a trace of barely perceptible bewilderment. He remembered staying up late working on a project the previous night. Then everything had gone black, and when he opened his eyes again, he had become a six-year-old child named Yang Yu in a place called Sacred Soul Village.

Douluo Continent... Tang San... Xiao Wu... Spirit Hall... One familiar yet unfamiliar term after another battered his mind. He, a standard modern-day corporate drone, had transmigrated—and apparently into the world of Douluo Continent, the novel he had stayed up all night reading back in college!

"Next, Yang Yu!"

The young deacon presiding over the awakening ceremony, Su Yuntao, spoke with the weary tone of someone going through the motions. He was well-proportioned, dressed in a white fitted uniform with a black cape draped behind him. A striking character for "Soul" was embroidered in the center, the standard attire of Spirit Hall personnel.

Yang Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the storm raging in his heart, and stepped into the center of the Awakening Array formed from six pitch-black round stones. Whether he was a dragon or a worm depended on this moment! He had no intention of becoming cannon fodder struggling to survive in this dog-eat-dog world.

"Close your eyes and feel carefully." Su Yuntao's voice was calm and flat. Clearly, he did not believe this remote little village could produce any more surprises. His hands moved swiftly, and six streams of faint Soul Power entered the black stones on the ground. In an instant, a hazy golden radiance emerged from the six stones, forming a pale golden barrier that enveloped Yang Yu.

Warmth! That was Yang Yu's first sensation. It was as though his whole body had been submerged in a warm spring, every limb and bone indescribably comfortable. Then, a tremor from the depths of his soul erupted with a roar!

"Hm?" Su Yuntao let out a startled sound. He had overseen countless awakening ceremonies, yet he had never seen a child erupt with such intense energy fluctuations! The pale golden barrier began to shake violently, as if it could not withstand the surging power within.

Just as Su Yuntao prepared to increase his Soul Power output and stabilize the array—

"Roar—!"

An ancient, desolate dragon roar, as though it had pierced through the endless river of time, suddenly resounded throughout the entire branch hall! It was not a physical sound, but something that acted directly upon the depths of the soul, carrying supreme majesty and the vast aura of ruling over all things! Su Yuntao's face changed drastically. He staggered back three steps, his Soul Power thrown into disarray as though his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer! The children waiting behind him burst into terrified wails, and several collapsed limply to the ground.

Golden light flashed explosively!

A phantom of an enormous dragon, impossible to describe in terms of grandeur and divinity, soared into the sky from behind Yang Yu! It was not corporeal, more like the manifestation of some supreme law. Its body was slender and elegant, covered in crystalline scales seemingly formed from solidified time. As the scales flowed, they sometimes reflected the chaotic light from the birth of the universe, and sometimes mirrored the silent extinction of galaxies. Its dragon head was majestic, its eyes unfathomably deep. Its left eye seemed to contain a singularity that continuously collapsed and gave birth to new life, while its right eye resembled a ceaseless silver river flowing through past and future!

The Dragon of Eternity and Time! Merely manifesting as a phantom, it released a "divine" pressure that stood above all things. The air froze, and even time seemed to become thick and sluggish in that instant!

Su Yuntao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his mouth hanging wide enough to fit an egg. His entire body trembled uncontrollably, and his mind went blank. "Dragon... God... a God-Tier Spirit?!" He had never seen a Martial Soul with such form or such power! The feeling was even more terrifying than the oppression he had felt when he had glimpsed Your Majesty the Empress from afar in Spirit City!

However, this was only the beginning!

"Buzz—!"

An unusual hum followed, carrying the chaotic essence of all things being born and ending. Beside the phantom of the Dragon of Time, space silently twisted and collapsed as an indescribably gorgeous and profound azure lotus slowly bloomed!

The lotus had thirty-six petals! Every petal displayed a completely different color and form. Some were verdant and glistening, flowing with the purest source liquid of life and radiating Power of Creation so dense it could not be dissolved. Merely swept by its light, several tender green shoots burst through the cracks in the hard stone slabs beneath Yang Yu's feet and grew wildly at a visible pace! Other petals possessed the deepest hue of chaos, their edges wreathed in wisps of black vapor capable of annihilating all matter and energy. Even the space around those petals showed faint black cracks that constantly formed and vanished!

Creation and destruction—two utterly opposing supreme laws capable of forming the foundation of the world—achieved perfect unity and balance upon this azure lotus. The Chaos Creation Lotus! Its appearance did not weaken the Dragon of Time's pressure. Instead, it formed a wondrous resonance and complementarity with it. The two same-origin "divine" auras intertwined, constructing an even grander, more suffocating domain!

Su Yuntao was completely dumbfounded. His mind had utterly crashed, his Soul Power had completely slipped out of control, and with a thud, he collapsed onto the ground. His face was as pale as paper, his lips trembling, yet he could not utter a single word. Twin Martial Souls?! And... and the auras emitted by both Martial Souls... both... damn it, they felt like the legendary God-Tier Spirits?! He felt his entire worldview being ground into dust at that moment! Sacred Soul Village? What kind of heavenly village was this?!

Yang Yu himself was also stunned. He could clearly "see" two entirely different yet equally boundless torrents of power surging and roaring within his body. One controlled the flow of time. With a slight thought, he could even sense the air within one meter of him slowing to an extreme degree. The other contained the mighty power of life and death. A thought could give rise to vitality, while another could cause all things to wither. These were his Martial Souls? The Dragon of Eternity and Time? The Chaos Creation Lotus? Wasn't this starting point... a little absurdly high? Compared to this, Tang San's Twin Martial Souls in the original story were nothing but fireflies before the moon!

At that moment, an indescribable weakness suddenly swept over him, as though his body had been instantly drained dry. Yang Yu instinctively raised his right hand and focused his thoughts on his palm.

Whoosh!

A dazzling golden pillar of light, so condensed that it was nearly tangible, blasted through the roof of the ruined branch hall without obstruction and shot into the heavens! Its density, purity, and majesty illuminated the entire Sacred Soul Village in brilliant gold! Old Jack, the village chief, and the crying children outside were all dumbstruck as they stared foolishly at the pillar of light connecting heaven and earth.

"Buzz—"

The blue crystal sphere Su Yuntao had brought to test Soul Power did not produce the usual hum indicating Innate Full Soul Power at Level Ten when it touched Yang Yu's palm. Instead, like a tiny sun, it erupted with unprecedented golden light so dazzling it nearly blinded the eye! The light instantly filled the entire crystal sphere and even shone through it, bathing Su Yuntao's frozen face in gold!

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the crystal sphere that had tested the Soul Power of countless children could not withstand the impact of Soul Power as vast as the sea and incomparably pure. Before Su Yuntao and Yang Yu's stunned eyes, it exploded! Countless tiny blue crystal fragments scattered in every direction!

"Th-thirty levels?! Innate Full Soul Power... Level Thirty?!" Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Su Yuntao sprang up from the floor. His voice turned shrill and distorted, filled with ultimate terror and unimaginable ecstasy! His entire body shook like a sieve as he stared at Yang Yu as though he were a monster that had stepped out of myth! Twin God-Tier Martial Souls! Innate Soul Power Level Thirty! This was no longer genius—it was monstrous talent! A miracle! A divine miracle! An existence capable of overturning the understanding of the entire Douluo Continent!

The enormous commotion had long since alarmed the entire village. The entrance of the dilapidated branch hall was packed with villagers who had rushed over after hearing the news, including the elderly village chief Jack. All of them had been so intimidated by the golden pillar of light and the terrifying lingering pressure within the hall that they could not speak. In a corner of the crowd, a blue-haired boy in patched clothing with an ordinary appearance but exceptionally calm eyes—Tang San—stared fixedly at the figure shrouded in golden light within the hall. For the first time, gravity and... a trace of terror he had not even noticed himself appeared on his young face. What Martial Soul was that? What Soul Power was that? Under this pressure, even the Mysterious Heaven Skill within his body had become extraordinarily difficult to circulate!

"Boom!"

The sky suddenly darkened! It was not because clouds had blocked the sun, but because an unimaginable, terrifying pressure, as though heaven and earth were overturning, descended over tiny Sacred Soul Village without warning!

In the void, a deep fissure abruptly tore open, its edges flowing with Purple-Gold Flame! A cold, majestic, vast aura capable of freezing the soul swept down like a tangible tsunami! Every villager in Sacred Soul Village, including Su Yuntao, who had just risen to his feet, was pressed down mercilessly by an invisible giant hand. With thud after thud, they all fell to their knees uncontrollably, trembling so violently that they could not even lift their heads! Even the air solidified. The chirping of insects and birds vanished instantly, leaving the world in dead silence!

Only Yang Yu remained standing. The power of his two God-Tier Martial Souls circulated automatically within him, forming an invisible protective barrier. Though he felt a mountain-like weight upon him, he barely managed to avoid kneeling. With difficulty, he raised his head and looked toward the rift in the void.

A jade-like foot clad in an exquisitely crafted high heel studded with countless tiny purple-gold gemstones slowly stepped out from the fissure. Then, a figure descended from the void step by step, like a deity arriving in the mortal world.

She was exceptionally tall, with proportions so perfect they took one's breath away. A luxurious purple-gold gown wrapped around her exquisite, curvaceous figure, its hem flowing with starlike radiance. Her smooth purple hair cascaded down her back to her ankles. Her face was flawlessly beautiful, as though she were the most perfect creation in the world, without the slightest imperfection. Her skin was whiter than snow, delicate enough to break with a breath. Yet her deep violet eyes were like ten-thousand-year cold pools, so frigid they held not a trace of human emotion. Within them was only indifference toward all living beings and absolute majesty over everything. Between her brows lay a strange purple-gold demonic mark, radiating a heart-palpitating magical fluctuation. In her slender jade hand, she casually held a purple-gold scepter topped with an enormous gemstone, a symbol of supreme authority.

Her appearance seemed to make even light twist and bow before her. She was the sole center of this world!

The current Empress of Spirit Hall, the most powerful and influential woman on the Douluo Continent—Bibi Dong!

Her gaze, like two cold tangible beams, instantly pierced through the roof of the ruined branch hall and locked onto the tiny figure inside—Yang Yu!

When her gaze fell upon the two phantoms behind Yang Yu that had not yet fully dissipated, still emitting supreme auras powerful enough to make even her heart pound—the time-controlling dragon and the azure lotus containing creation and destruction—an enormous storm finally erupted from the depths of those violet eyes, as cold as millennia-old ice!

For the first time, the Empress's cold, indifferent, all-controlling majesty wavered violently! It was an emotion mixed with extreme shock, disbelief, and... a trace of heat that even she herself had not noticed!

Twin... God-Tier Martial Souls?!

Her gaze was like the most precise instrument, instantly sweeping across the shattered crystal fragments at Yang Yu's feet. She sensed the vast, pure Soul Power fluctuations lingering in the air, far surpassing Innate Full Soul Power Level Ten, as well as the divine pressure that was already enough to make ordinary Soul Masters suffocate just after awakening.

The eternal indifference on her cold, exquisite face was finally completely shattered! An unprecedented expression of astonishment, enough to make heaven and earth pale, appeared!

Innate Soul Power... Level Thirty?! Twin God-Tier Martial Souls?!

Even with Bibi Dong's composure and cultivation, she felt dizzy at that moment! This was a miracle that overturned the million-year history of Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent! No, it was a divine miracle!

The shock in her deep, icy violet eyes swiftly receded like a tide, replaced by an indescribable brilliance, as though she had discovered an unparalleled treasure! The coldness faded, and an intense emotion called "Absolute Control" and "tremendous benefit" ignited in an instant!

She took one step forward. Her figure vanished from the rift in the void in an instant, and when she reappeared, she was already standing upon the crumbling floor of the ruined branch hall, only three steps away from Yang Yu! The terrifying pressure was nearly tangible. At such close range, even the air groaned beneath the burden!

Su Yuntao had long since prostrated himself on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the cold floor. He trembled like a fallen leaf in an autumn wind, his breathing nearly stopping. Nothing remained in his heart but boundless fear and fanatical worship. "Y-Your Majesty the Empress... has come in person?!"

Yang Yu's heart pounded wildly. Facing the ultimate villainous boss from the original story at such close range, the pressure rushing at him nearly suffocated him. Yet he clenched his teeth tightly. Under the immense pressure, the power of his two Martial Souls instinctively accelerated. The sluggishness of time intertwined with the nourishing force of creation, forcibly resisting the terrifying aura powerful enough to crush a Soul Saint. He forced himself to raise his head and meet those cold violet eyes that scrutinized all things.

Their eyes met!

Bibi Dong clearly saw the shock in the boy's eyes, a shock far beyond his years. Yet what surprised her even more was that beneath it, he did not possess the bone-deep fear and submission that ordinary children should have felt before her. Instead, there was a strange... complex glint, as if he knew who she was? And an unyielding stubbornness originating from the depths of his soul?

Interesting! Far too interesting! Countless thoughts flashed through Bibi Dong's mind. With such temperament, paired with this heaven-defying aptitude... he was simply the most perfect masterpiece heaven had bestowed upon Spirit Hall, upon her, Bibi Dong!

The corner of her exquisite lips slowly curved into an arc dazzling enough to eclipse the stars. Her smile remained cold, but it carried an unquestionable dominance, as though she were declaring fate itself.

She bent slightly, her luxurious purple-gold gown outlining a breathtaking figure. A faint, cold yet intoxicating fragrance, like poppies, drifted into Yang Yu's nose.

Her cold and majestic voice rang clearly through the dead-silent ruined branch hall like a divine decree, every word carrying irresistible power:

"Child." "From today onward, you will be... my only personal disciple." "This Douluo Continent is too small. It does not deserve your talent." "Come with me. I will grant you... the entire world!"

As her words fell, she extended her slender jade hand, clad in a Purple-Gold Glove patterned with hollow designs. Her posture was proud, yet her gesture held an irresistible force as she offered it to Yang Yu. A faint purple-gold halo lingered around her fingertips, as though it contained terrifying power capable of tearing apart space.

Still kneeling on the ground, Su Yuntao felt as though his heart were about to leap out of his throat. Overwhelming glory and terror nearly drowned him. Your Majesty the Empress... had actually... personally accepted a disciple?!

In the shadows of the corner, Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms. His body trembled faintly beneath the enormous pressure and the inexplicable emotions churning within his heart. As he looked at that figure standing in the center of the light, personally recruited by the continent's strongest being, an unprecedented sense of unwillingness and coldness silently took root in his heart.

The entire Sacred Soul Village was so silent that a needle drop could be heard. Every villager seemed petrified, their minds blank as they could only stare dumbly at the scene within the branch hall that was destined to be recorded in history.

Yang Yu looked at the hand before him, a hand representing supreme authority and a turning point in fate. His heart hammered wildly in his chest, nearly breaking through his ribs. The brief ecstasy brought by Twin God-Tier Martial Souls and Innate Soul Power Level Thirty had not yet fully settled when an even greater shock descended in the most earthshaking manner possible!

Bibi Dong! Personal disciple! This opening... was more than just an unbeatable hand. It was like flipping the entire table over!

He took a deep breath. Even the cold air carrying the scent of poppies seemed to contain strength. Within him, the power of the Dragon of Eternity and Time flowed, allowing his violently surging emotions to settle rapidly amid time's barely perceptible sluggishness. The aura of the Chaos Creation Lotus nourished him, dispelling the heavy discomfort brought by the pressure.

He knew that once he took this step, there would be no turning back. He would be completely drawn into the heart of the Douluo Continent's greatest vortex, becoming enemies with the future Sea God and Asura, and entangling himself with the calculating, ruthless Empress before him. Dangerous? Of course it was dangerous! But the opportunity was also unprecedented! With Bibi Dong as the strongest backer and resource reserve in the early stages, his Twin God-Tier Martial Souls could grow at the fastest possible speed! As for the future... with two God-Tier Martial Souls, could he truly fail to control his own fate?

At that thought, the last trace of hesitation in Yang Yu's eyes vanished, replaced by a nearly burning determination and ambition. He no longer hesitated. He extended his small hand, a hand containing limitless potential, and steadily, without the slightest tremble, grasped the fingertips wrapped in the cold, luxurious Purple-Gold Glove that represented the Empress's authority!

The touch was icy, yet it felt as though he had gripped a volcano on the verge of eruption!

"Disciple Yang Yu," he said, lifting his head. His childish voice rang clearly through the silent branch hall with an unusual penetrating force. "Greets Teacher!"

His voice was not loud, yet it exploded like thunder in the hearts of Su Yuntao, Tang San, and every villager of Sacred Soul Village!

The glint of control in Bibi Dong's violet eyes grew even brighter. Very good! She felt the steadiness in his fingertips, so far beyond his age, along with the undisguised ambition and determination in the boy's eyes. This temperament, this talent... this child would surely become the sharpest sword in her hand!

"Very good." Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, uttering two cold words without revealing joy or anger.

With a slight movement of her wrist, a gentle yet irresistible force instantly enveloped Yang Yu. The next moment, purple-gold light flashed, and the two figures vanished from the ruined branch hall like phantoms, leaving no trace behind.

Only the shattered crystal fragments, the lingering terrifying pressure, and the massive hole blasted through the branch hall's roof silently testified to how shocking everything that had just happened truly was.

Sacred Soul Village, the small village named after a Soul Saint who had emerged from it a century ago, gave birth on this day to a name destined to shake the entire Douluo Continent—Yang Yu!

Su Yuntao remained in his prostrated posture. Only after a long time did he dare to raise his head tremblingly. Looking at the empty center of the Awakening Array, his face held a dazed mixture of boundless reverence and ecstasy. Shaking, he pulled a specially made Emergency Communication Crystal etched with complex soul-tool patterns from his robes. Gathering all his strength, he sent out a Soul Thought message filled with extreme terror and excitement, his words incoherent:

"Urgent report from Nuoding City Martial Soul Branch Hall! Sacred Soul Village! Twin God-Tier Martial Souls have appeared! Innate Soul Power Level Thirty! Your Majesty the Empress... personally came to accept a disciple!!"