Reincarnated as a Soul Beast

"Damn that thieving heavens! Even messing with people has limits!"

Jiang Heng struggled to control his massive beast body as he fled frantically through the Star Dou Great Forest.

He truly wanted to curse his mother out!

He had transmigrated to the era of Douluo Continent: Peerless Tang Sect, only to become a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—the Golden Earth Dragon King.

His predecessor had exhausted everything and finally overcome the Soul Beast Heavenly Tribulation before his soul perished, only for Jiang Heng to reap the rewards!

Before he could familiarize himself with this enormous body or find a way to heal its crippled state, human Soul Masters discovered him and wanted to hunt him for a soul ring.

He had no power to resist at all and could only flee madly toward the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest.

He hoped the human Soul Masters would fear the Fierce Beasts within the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Shrek Academy, you have crossed the line!"

Just as he was about to fail to escape, a dragon roar that shook the world rang out from the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest and echoed through the skies.

The next moment, a figure clad in black appeared before Jiang Heng, carrying an oppressive and crushing aura.

"Di Tian!"

"Run!"

The two human Soul Masters pursuing Jiang Heng saw who had arrived, and their expressions changed drastically. Without the slightest hesitation, they fled for their lives.

Di Tian did not pursue the two fleeing Title Douluo. Instead, he lowered his head to look at Jiang Heng on the ground, a complicated expression appearing in his vertical pupils.

Naturally, he recognized this Golden Earth Dragon King. With his talent and foundation, he should have achieved far more. It was not impossible that he could even become a Fierce Beast.

Yet years ago, he had suffered damage to his origin from human Soul Masters—damage so severe that even Bi Ji could not heal it. With no hope of surviving the tribulation and no chance of becoming a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he had been abandoned.

Unexpectedly, this little fellow had successfully survived the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Heavenly Tribulation.

Since he, the Beast God, had encountered him, he naturally had to protect him.

Moreover, the Golden Earth Dragon King was a Soul Beast with the bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon King. If he could advance further and become a Fierce Beast, he could barely be considered a member of the Dragon Clan.

"Come with me!"

With a sweep of his hand, Di Tian directly seized Jiang Heng's enormous body and brought him through space to the core of the Star Dou Great Forest, where the Fierce Beasts gathered—the Lake of Life!

"Bi Ji, treat this little fellow's injuries."

After doing all that, Di Tian ignored Jiang Heng.

He had already been given an opportunity. Whether he could seize it and become a Fierce Beast in the future would depend on his own fortune.

"Poor child!"

As the fourth-ranked among the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, Bi Ji's true form was the leader of the Emerald Swan Clan. She was also the strongest healing-type Soul Beast, with a cultivation of 580,000 years. Put nicely, she was kind and compassionate. Put bluntly, she was a saintly fool who could not distinguish sides.

Of course, Jiang Heng was in no position to call her a saintly fool right now. After all, Bi Ji was helping him heal his injuries.

This body was simply too massive. With his current spiritual power, he could not even cover his entire body.

Fortunately, although his predecessor's soul had perished, the Spirit Sea still retained an enormous origin of spiritual power. Once he consumed and fused with it, he would be able to gain greater control over his body.

Only after his injuries had visibly recovered by more than half did he sense that warm, comfortable feeling. Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

"Still unable to completely repair the damage to his origin?"

Looking at the Golden Earth Dragon King, whose exterior no longer showed any injuries, Bi Ji let out a faint sigh.

In the end, her abilities were still insufficient. If she could advance further, perhaps she would be able to help more Soul Beasts.

When Jiang Heng woke again, he was already within the territory of the Golden Earth Dragon Clan.

After all, only Fierce Beasts could live at the Lake of Life.

After understanding the reason behind it, Jiang Heng began examining his condition.

Although he knew absolutely nothing about cultivation, he could still tell whether his physical condition was good or bad.

His body was very powerful, but it felt somewhat strong on the outside and weak within.

Simply put, his foundation was poor.

Still, no matter what, he was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could not provoke him.

Over the next few days, aside from eating, he spent most of his time striving to gain control of his body.

As for food, he did not need to hunt personally. The Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Earth Dragons of the clan would naturally hunt for him.

After all, he was now a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the undisputed king of the clan.

The Soul Beast world was convenient in that regard. As long as you were powerful and possessed a noble bloodline, other Soul Beasts would submit and obey unconditionally.

Xiong Jun was an exception.

It took him more than five or six years of effort to consume all the legacy left behind by his predecessor and completely take control of this enormous body.

During those five or six years, Soul Masters came twice to hunt Soul Beasts. After all, the Golden Earth Dragon Clan made for very powerful soul rings.

These human Soul Masters had clearly received inaccurate intelligence and had not expected a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast to appear among the Golden Earth Dragon Clan.

Jiang Heng only needed to show himself and suppress them with his pressure. The rest of the clan could then kill the offending Soul Masters who had come.

But Jiang Heng knew this was not a long-term solution.

He ultimately could not unleash the true power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Killing those human Soul Masters twice had been purely good luck. Perhaps a Super Douluo would come next, and when that time came, what would he use to stop them?

One's position determined one's perspective. Since Jiang Heng had become a Soul Beast, and even the leader of the Golden Earth Dragon Clan, he had no choice but to consider his clan.

As for taking human form and gambling on the deception of becoming a god, he might as well forget it in this era.

"Little ones, start digging!"

Following Jiang Heng's command, thirty-six Golden Earth Dragons began moving at once, swinging their claws and digging ceaselessly into the ground.

He wanted to build a palace deep underground. While his strength was insufficient, he would hide away for a while and lie low.

Jiang Heng did not think it was shameful.

In the blink of an eye, another five years passed. With the entire Golden Earth Dragon Clan working together, they successfully dug out an enormous palace two thousand meters underground.

Every Golden Earth Dragon had its own place to live.

During those five years, Jiang Heng, as the king of the clan, did not need to contribute any labor at all. He only needed to provide a rough plan, and naturally there were workhorses to do the job.

He, meanwhile, devoted himself wholeheartedly to studying how to grow stronger.

It had to be said that the methods by which Soul Beasts grew stronger were far too crude and simplistic.

Other than eating and sleeping, only Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts understood how to absorb the power between heaven and earth.

Most importantly, ninety-nine percent of Soul Beasts could not even wield half of their own power.

They fought only with their physical bodies and Innate Soul Skills.

Jiang Heng knew that if he wanted to live well as a Soul Beast, he had to solve this problem.

The simplest method was to condense a Soul Core and gain better control over himself.

For Soul Beasts, once they reached one hundred thousand years, they would instinctively condense a Soul Core. But he had not fully fused with and controlled this body, so relying on instinct to condense a Soul Core in a short time was truly difficult.

Thus, he could only find a way to ask other Soul Beasts.

Asking Di Tian was not something he was brain-dead enough to do.

What if Di Tian asked, "You are a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. How could you possibly not know how to condense a Soul Core?"

How was he supposed to answer that?

After some thought, he thought of the one Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast he could currently bully—the Golden Hawksbill Turtle.

More importantly, there was a piece of Gold of Life inside its body.