Transmigrating to Douluo: I Possess Twin Martial Souls, the Silver Dragon King and the Silver Dragon Spear!

A pink Anywhere Door manifested out of thin air in the forest clearing.

"Creak~"

The door slid open silently.

Su Hui stepped out, and the door behind him immediately closed and vanished.

Beneath his feet was soft soil covered in rotting leaves, and the scent of pine needles and blood lingered in the air, familiar to his nose.

His gaze fell upon a dirt pit not far away.

Lying at the bottom of the pit was the corpse of a wild boar Soul Beast.

Its fur was intact, and the blood at the wound still held a moist sheen, showing not a trace of decay.

"I'm back?"

"I've returned from the Douluo Continent twenty thousand years in the future!"

Su Hui's voice fell into the forest, carrying a tremor that was difficult to detect.

He had spent an entire month in the world twenty thousand years later.

Yet in this forest, even the footprints he had left when he departed remained exactly as they were.

Time had not left a single trace of its passage here.

He lowered his hand to look at the phantom of the pink door hovering before him.

"Time travel... could it have just been an illusion, a dream?"

As soon as these words left his lips, he dismissed the thought himself.

In his mind, the design logic for Soul Tool core arrays, metal forging techniques, and methods for condensing a Soul Core—countless threads of knowledge remained clear and complete, as if carved into the depths of his soul.

He raised his right hand.

Two antique-style storage Soul Tool rings were fitted onto his knuckles, radiating faint fluctuations of soul power.

"These two rings were given to me personally by Aunt Lang Yue."

Su Hui would not misremember this.

He, Tang Wulin, and Na'er each had two ring-type Soul Tools.

The Soul Tool system of the Douluo Continent would not truly rise until ten thousand years later.

In this era, even the most basic storage Soul Tools were extremely rare, all being treasures left over from the past.

Therefore, it was impossible for such high-grade storage Soul Tools to appear again.

Su Hui brushed his fingertips over the first ring.

This was a living-creature storage Soul Tool.

It had an independent, life-sustaining space opened up inside.

He had stored quite a few herbs in it that only existed twenty thousand years later.

The storage space of the second ring was even more vast; it was a standard storage Soul Tool.

Inside, thousands of volumes were neatly stacked, covering Soul Tool design, metal forging, comprehensive studies on Soul Beast habits, Soul Core condensation methods, herb identification, taboos for using Immortal Herbs... and so on.

They were all various knowledge books from twenty thousand years in the future.

"Any one of these books, if brought out in this era, could stir up waves across the entire continent."

With a thought from Su Hui, the phantom of the Anywhere Door before him slowly dissipated as he retracted his Martial Soul.

The moment his Martial Soul was retracted, a searing heat suddenly surged from his left hand.

"Hiss!"

The pain forced a gasp from Su Hui.

It felt as if two balls of fire were burning simultaneously on his palm and the back of his hand.

He looked down.

He saw a lifelike dragon-shaped mark emerging on the back of his hand.

It had a silver-white base with gilded patterns.

On his palm was a slender, spear-shaped mark.

"What is this?"

Su Hui's soul power flowed out along the marks on his left hand.

"Ding!" A clear, resonant dragon roar echoed through the forest.

A phantom of a silver dragon, complete in form, slowly condensed before him.

At the same time, a brilliant silver spear appeared out of thin air in front of the dragon soul.

The tip of the spear pointed diagonally toward the ground, radiating a circle of invisible pressure.

"?"

Su Hui's gaze fell upon that phantom of a dragon soul.

It was a giant silver dragon, white from head to tail.

Its body lines were sleek and slender, perfectly proportioned.

There were no exaggerated, bulging muscles, yet every inch contained a terrifying power capable of overturning rivers and seas.

Its entire body was covered in perfectly symmetrical hexagonal silver dragon scales.

Each scale looked as if it had been carved from eternal silver, possessing a brilliant metallic luster.

The surface was also engraved with intricate, fine golden patterns.

The outline of its head was exquisite and graceful, with a slender snout and no hideous fangs exposed.

A pair of long, symmetrical silver dragon horns grew from the top of its head.

The lines of the horns were smooth, without redundant branches, extending elegantly backward from both sides of the head, their surfaces covered in fine elemental markings.

Deep within its clear, deep-purple vertical pupils, seven-colored elemental light swirled in the depths of its eyes.

It possessed the five silver dragon claws exclusive to the royalty of the dragon race.

Its dragon tail was long and agile, with a streamlined silver dragon fin at the tip.

A pair of massive silver dragon wings grew from its back, the wing membranes as thin as a cicada's wings, their surfaces likewise covered in complete elemental patterns.

"Silver Dragon... is this my Martial Soul?!"

Su Hui's voice carried an undisguised shock.

His gaze then shifted to that silver spear.

The shaft was long, exceeding twelve feet, and was a brilliant silver throughout.

Though the shaft was slender, it carried an intense pressure belonging to the dragon race.

It was covered in delicate, uniform hexagonal silver dragon scale patterns, identical to those on the Silver Dragon.

The spearhead accounted for about one-third of the total length, conical in shape, with twelve grooves carved into its surface.

Embedded beneath the spearhead was a perfectly round silver orb.

Within the orb, a dragon shadow faintly swirled, echoing the Silver Dragon soul.

"This spear..."

Drawn to the long spear, Su Hui reached out instinctively.

The moment his fingertips touched the shaft, an incomparable sense of intimacy and connection surged from his fingertips into the depths of his soul.

This Silver Dragon Spear was completely bound to his soul, becoming an extension of his own body.

At the same time, he fully understood the essence of the silver dragon soul and the long spear.

That silver dragon soul was his Martial Soul in its pure form.

Moreover, it was a Silver Dragon King Martial Soul possessing a trace of the Silver Dragon King's bloodline!

"Twin Martial Souls?"

"I actually awakened Twin Martial Souls?"

Su Hui's breathing hitched slightly.

Throughout the history of the Douluo Continent, the number of people who possessed Twin Martial Souls could be counted on one hand.

He never expected that he would one day awaken a second Martial Soul.

And it was a truly top-tier Silver Dragon King Martial Soul at that!

However, what shocked Su Hui the most was the existence of this silver long spear.

The solid sensation coming from the shaft proved it was a real, tangible object, not a phantom condensed from a Martial Soul.

"This is not a Martial Soul."

The silver long spear was bound to his soul, yet it was not a Martial Soul in the conventional sense.

Su Hui recalled the scene before he transmigrated back.

The moment he was swept away by the space-time tunnel, Na'er had thrown a silver object in his direction.

It was this long spear.

To be precise, this was a Dragon Spear, the Silver Dragon Spear!

"This is the Silver Dragon King's life-bound divine artifact, the Silver Dragon Spear!"

"Now, it has acknowledged me as its master?"

Twin Martial Souls, plus a divine Silver Dragon Spear that had already acknowledged him as its master.

The corners of Su Hui's mouth could not help but curl upward.

These gains far exceeded all his previous expectations.

After the joy subsided, a thought suddenly emerged.

"This Silver Dragon Spear comes from the Silver Dragon King twenty thousand years in the future."

"Yet, at this point in time, the Silver Dragon King is still slumbering within the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest."

"If the same divine artifact appears in two places on the same timeline simultaneously, will it trigger a space-time paradox?"

He frowned, wanting to continue his train of thought, but a distinct growl erupted from his stomach.

Hunger forcibly interrupted his musings.

He glanced at the wild boar soul beast in the pit.

"Things have reached this point; there's no use thinking about it anymore. Time to eat first."

With a thought from Su Hui, the phantom of the silver dragon and the Silver Dragon Spear before him were both retracted into the mark on his left hand.

He leaped into the pit.

Soul power flowed through his fingertips, precisely slicing open the carcass of the wild boar soul beast to extract the freshest cuts of tenderloin and thigh meat.

He used his soul power to clean the meat, then retrieved a specialized grill and seasonings from his storage soul tool.

These were all things he had prepared in Shrek City twenty thousand years later.

There was no helping it; barbecuing was his survival skill in this era.

He had to keep these grilling tools ready at all times.