Douluo: Primordial Descent, Demon God's Rise
Chapter 3

The Sudden Death Case, Finally Solved

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And at the head of the enshrined—

The tall Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu, turned a blind eye to everyone's bows.

From the moment he appeared, his abyss-deep eyes had been fixed on Lin Hai, who was wrapped in dark red light with ten strange spheres floating behind him.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his expression grave to the extreme.

With the Angel Family's inheritance spanning over ten thousand years, combined with everything he had seen and heard over the past century, he still could not identify this Martial Soul at all!

What felt even more absurd—terrifying, even—was that the Martial Soul aura radiating from this six-year-old child made him, a Peerless Douluo with a God-level Martial Soul, instinctively feel a hint of...

Danger!

Ten gazes carrying terrifying pressure and probing intent focused on Lin Hai like tangible chains!

Even though Lin Hai had lived two lives, a chill still shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, making every hair on his body stand on end!

Damn! Are they really going to fight over me? I've only got ten balls behind me. Is that enough for all ten big shots to split?

"Child, what is your name?"

Bibi Dong struck first. Her cool voice shattered the silence, carrying unquestionable authority.

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, my name is Lin Hai."

Lin Hai tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"You're the one..."

A sharp glint flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes. Before she could finish speaking, her figure vanished from the spot like Ghostly Charm!

Lin Hai only saw a flash of purple before the collar at the back of his neck suddenly tightened, and his entire body was lifted into the air!

"Come back to the Pope's Palace with me!"

Bibi Dong's voice rang beside his ear. Without the slightest hesitation, she seized Lin Hai and transformed into an extremely swift streak of purple light, shooting toward the Pope's Palace!

Her speed had reached the pinnacle of her life, making her look exactly like... one of those "heartless women" who fled thousands of miles the instant they got what they wanted.

"Big Brother! Are we really just going to let her take him away? That kid is..."

Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at the disappearing purple light and could not help asking anxiously.

"We'll discuss it after we return."

Qian Daoliu cast a deep look toward the Pope's Palace, left behind only those cold words, and flashed back to the Worship Hall.

The remaining six enshrined looked at one another. Each saw gravity and confusion in the others' eyes, but they could only turn into streaks of light and follow Qian Daoliu away.

Inside the Awakening Chamber, only the dumbfounded crowd remained, along with the... Red Soup Memory in their minds.

Pope's Palace.

Within the vast and imposing hall, Lin Hai struggled to calm himself.

He could not help grumbling inwardly:

At our first meeting, one side just grabbed me and ran, while the Worship Hall is acting as if nothing happened. What kind of script is this?

I triggered a celestial phenomenon and became the Red Soup Pot Master who cooked the heavens with red clouds, yet they even skipped the token struggle over me? Does Brother Hai really have that little presence?...

"Tell me, what is your Martial Soul called?"

Bibi Dong's cool voice came from above, interrupting Lin Hai's inner rambling.

Only then did Lin Hai suddenly snap back to his senses! He had been so busy watching the spectacle around himself that he had not even carefully examined what he had awakened!

He hurriedly calmed his mind and looked inward.

However, when his senses truly touched the surging core of power within his body, Lin Hai went completely... numb!

Information flooded in like a breached dam, instantly overwhelming everything he knew:

Primordial Force!

The source of this power was currently dormant deep within his Martial Soul, radiating an ancient pressure that made one's heart tremble.

Demon God Martial Soul!

A God-level Martial Soul manifested from Primordial Force.

Ten Directions Divine Artifacts!

The ten spheres floating around him were, astonishingly, ten Divine Artifacts of different forms, each containing the power to destroy heaven and earth!

And there was also...

Within his tiny dantian stood a towering ancient tree that supported the heavens and earth, its branches and leaves swaying as it flowed with an aura of wisdom—

It was the legendary sacred tree of enlightenment from the Dou Qi Continent, the Bodhi Ancient Tree!

A monstrous wave rose in Lin Hai's heart.

What did this six-year-old body of mine ever do to deserve becoming a housing plot for all you big shots from across the heavens?!

At that moment, he finally understood—

The gentle power that had continuously nourished and transformed his body over the past three years, sharpening his hearing and sight and granting him monstrous comprehension, had originated from the Bodhi Ancient Tree rooted in his dantian!

As for that Primordial Force, it had manifested his Martial Soul and lay dormant within it.

Even more thoughtfully, this power seemed exceptionally "well-behaved."

Not only had it sealed away most of its own might to accommodate his weak body, it had even prepared the matching soul rings and divine position for him!

That was right! Those ten floating spheres, the Ten Directions Divine Artifacts.

They were both the soul rings of the Demon God Martial Soul and its future God Rings. More than that, they were ten genuine Divine Artifacts possessing supreme power!

The Bodhi Ancient Tree had rooted itself in his dantian and transformed not only his body, but his mind as well, completely elevating both his flesh and soul.

In a flash of inspiration, Lin Hai suddenly recalled the night he had died suddenly in his previous life—

When his Heart of the Three Orifices had been running at full capacity, had the screen not been playing the moment Primordial Force and the Bodhi Ancient Tree emerged?!

At the instant Primordial Force and the phantom of the Bodhi Ancient Tree intertwined and manifested on the screen, he had croaked!

Case solved! The case is solved!

Lin Hai was so excited he nearly jumped on the spot. It seemed he had brought all the big shots from the screen along with him to settle down on the Douluo Continent...

He had settled in Spirit City, while they had settled inside his body.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of a staff striking the floor forcibly dragged Lin Hai back to reality from his ecstatic joy.

Lin Hai steadied himself and answered respectfully:

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, my Martial Soul is called Demon God. However, my Innate Soul Power has not yet been tested."

He chose to tell the truth.

A Martial Soul with "God" in its name, along with the Red Soup Pot phenomenon at the start, was certainly astonishing.

Yet over the past year, Lin Hai had gained some understanding of Bibi Dong's temperament through Hu Liena.

Although she was not like Ning Fengzhi and Qian Renxue, that master and disciple pair who thirsted for talent, she would not kill people at the slightest provocation either.

Even madness had its logic...

He was certain that today was a good day—auspicious for being honest and open. Inauspicious for showing worry or putting on false appearances.

"Demon God?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her violet eyes and savored the name. "Clever enough to seem demonic, a God-level Martial Soul... it does fit."

She slowly descended from the platform and came before Lin Hai. Raising her delicate hand, a Crystal Ball used for testing Soul Power appeared out of thin air in her palm.

"Inject your Soul Power into it."

Following her instruction, Lin Hai focused his mind and guided the newly born power within his body toward the Crystal Ball.

Hum—

Within the Crystal Ball, there was no ordinary faint glow. Instead, a dazzling, blazing white radiance erupted instantly! The brilliance was so intense that it nearly filled the entire Crystal Ball!

"Innate Soul Power... level twenty."

Bibi Dong's voice remained calm and unruffled, as though she had long expected this result.

Yet deep in her eyes, an exceedingly obscure trace of disgust swiftly flashed past.

Then, her red lips parted as she asked the decisive question:

"Lin Hai, are you willing... to become my disciple?"

Well, there came the logic of madness...

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