Martial Soul Awakening! King of the White Tiger!

The person responsible for the awakening ceremony was a Cardinal dispatched by the Martial Soul Hall.

He looked at the extraordinary child before him and couldn't help but nod inwardly.

"Your Highness, the Third Prince."

"Please step into the center of the formation."

"Close your eyes and use your heart to feel the power within your body."

The Cardinal said gently.

Dai Mubai nodded.

He stepped into the formation.

Hum!

As the six black Awakening Stones lit up, a golden light barrier slowly rose, enveloping Dai Mubai within it.

Two worlds.

Billions of eyes.

At this moment, they were all focused on that golden figure.

Above the Sky Screen, the golden light grew intense.

This gold was not the light manifested by ordinary soul power, but a purer, more ancient hue, like flowing liquid gold, illuminating the entire Awakening Hall in brilliance.

In the White World, six-year-old Dai Mubai stood at the center of the light.

His eyes were slightly closed, and a white "King" character mark was slowly emerging between his brows.

"Roar--!"

A tiger's roar erupted from the golden pillar of light.

The glazed tiles of the entire Awakening Hall trembled at this roar.

The Cardinal responsible for the awakening, who had been relaxed, now had his expression change drastically; his control over the soul power nearly spiraled out of control, and he was pushed back several meters by an invisible wave of air.

He looked at the center of the formation in horror.

Within the golden light, the phantom of a massive white tiger was slowly taking shape.

It was not an ordinary White Tiger Martial Soul.

Its size was a full three times larger than a standard White Tiger Martial Soul, with wings on its back and a body of pure, flawless white without a single speck of other color; only its eyes were a heart-stopping blood red.

A pressure originating from the depths of its bloodline instantly swept across the entire hall.

Outside the hall, the mounts of the Royal Knights responsible for guarding—those domesticated soul beast warhorses—let out a collective whimper, their legs buckling as they collapsed to the ground, shivering.

That was the absolute suppression of the King of Beasts.

"This... this is..."

The Cardinal's voice trembled, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

In the center of the formation, Dai Mubai slowly opened his eyes.

His pupils had now also turned into the same blood-red color as the giant tiger, bewitching and noble.

As he breathed in and out, the giant tiger phantom behind him roared at the sky before transforming into starlight that filled the air, all of which submerged into his body.

All the strange phenomena returned to calm.

Only Dai Mubai stood there, his entire body radiating an overbearing aura completely inconsistent with his age.

The Cardinal swallowed hard, trembling as he held up the blue crystal ball that had been prepared in advance.

"Your... Your Highness, please test your soul power."

Dai Mubai's expression was indifferent as he reached out his right hand and gently pressed it onto the crystal ball.

In an instant.

The crystal ball shone brilliantly.

The blue halo instantly filled the entire sphere, even overflowing the surface, staining the Cardinal's palm a deep azure.

Dazzling.

Blinding.

Immediately after.

"Crack."

A crisp, cracking sound rang out.

A fine crack had actually appeared on the surface of the crystal ball in the Cardinal's hand.

"Crack, crack--"

The cracks spread rapidly like a spiderweb.

"Bang!"

Under the stunned gazes of everyone present, the crystal ball shattered directly into a pile of powder.

Dead silence.

The entire Awakening Hall, along with the two worlds outside the Sky Screen, fell into a deathly stillness.

A moment later, the Cardinal fell to his knees with a thud, his voice turning shrill from extreme agitation:

"Innate... Innate Full Soul Power!"

"No! It's more than that!"

"This is overflow! Soul Power overflow!"

"And this martial soul..."

The Cardinal suddenly looked up at the Star Luo Emperor and roared:

"Your Majesty! This is the legendary martial soul atavism!"

"This is the ancestor of the White Tiger clan—the Radiant Holy Tiger!"

"A peerless talent! This is a peerless talent!"

Black World.

At this moment, everyone forgot how to breathe.

The members of Shrek Academy had their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again, muttering to himself:

"Am I seeing things?"

"He... burst the crystal ball?"

"When Boss Dai awakened, it was just a glow, right? This..."

He subconsciously looked at the Black World Dai Mubai, who was slumped on the ground.

At this moment, Dai Mubai looked as if he had been struck by lightning, frozen in place.

He stared at the radiant version of himself on the Sky Screen, watching himself being worshipped by the Cardinal, his mind a complete blank.

How is this possible?

We are both Dai Mubai.

We both share the bloodline of the Star Luo Imperial Family.

Why is it that the version of me in that world could awaken such a monstrous martial soul?

The ancestral White Tiger?

That was a legend that only existed in the ancient records of the royal family; no one had awakened it for thousands of years!

"Fake... this must be fake..."

Dai Mubai's lips trembled, his eyes bloodshot.

"How could he be the Radiant Holy Tiger?"

"I am the Evil Eye White Tiger! I am the orthodox one!"

"That world must have a bug! This is cheating!"

However, no one paid any attention to his impotent rage.

Bursts of exclamations and discussions erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"Good heavens, the gap is just too huge, isn't it?"

"On this side, it's level eight Soul Power, but over there, he directly blew up the ball."

"And look at the aura of that martial soul. I saw the Black World Dai Mubai when he awakened; it was just a slightly larger tiger. It can't compare at all to the one with wings over there."

"This is what they mean by 'goods compared to goods, one gets thrown away; people compared to people, one wants to die'."

"No wonder he can become an Emperor. With this kind of talent, he was born to be an emperor."

Every word of the discussion pierced accurately into the heart of the Black World Dai Mubai.

It was heart-wrenching.

Jealousy.

Mad jealousy grew wildly in his heart.

Why could the version of me in that world possess all of this?

If I had this kind of talent...

If I had this kind of martial soul...

Father would never have abandoned me, and my big brother Dai Weisi would never have dared to treat me like that!

It is all the unfairness of the heavens!

It is all the fault of luck!

White World, Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong, who had been leaning lazily against her throne, suddenly sat bolt upright.

Shock flashed through those majestic phoenix eyes.

"Radiant Holy Tiger..."

"Martial Soul atavism..."

She murmured in a low voice, her scepter striking the ground heavily.

"This child is truly terrifying."

"Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed such a perfect beginning could exist in this world."

"An innately powerful physique, heaven-defying comprehension to create his own cultivation technique, and now, the awakening of such a top-tier beast Martial Soul."

"The Star Luo Empire has produced a true dragon."

White World, Star Luo Imperial Palace.

This place had long since become an ocean of jubilation.

The palace maids and eunuchs wore faces filled with pride, walking with a spring in their step.

That was their Emperor!

He was the god of their Star Luo!

In the rear palace.

Dai Mubai remained leaning lazily against the dragon throne, seemingly indifferent to the massive uproar caused by the Sky Screen.

"Oh my, Your Majesty was truly imposing back then."

Xiao Wu lay across Dai Mubai's lap, her hands restlessly drawing circles on his thigh.