Ye Guyi stood beside him, her fingers unconsciously gripping her sleeve tightly, her eyes full of tension.
Although she knew the child's talent couldn't possibly be poor, given that his father was the Creator God.
Xu Tianran sat in a chair, holding a cup of hot tea. He hadn't taken a sip in ages, his gaze fixed firmly on the door of the Awakening Room from beginning to end.
Inside, six-year-old Xu Cheng'an stood in the center. The little boy came only up to an adult's waist. His golden hair was tied into a neat little ponytail at the back of his head, and his round, golden eyes glittered as he curiously surveyed his surroundings.
He wore a moon-white short jacket and trousers, with delicate golden thread embroidered along the cuffs.
"Are you ready?" the middle-aged female teacher in charge of the awakening asked gently.
Xu Cheng'an nodded vigorously, his little chest puffed out straight in a show of composure that made him look like a little adult.
The teacher raised her hand and channeled her Soul Power. The six Awakening Stones on the walls lit up at once, and six beams of light converged from every direction, enveloping Xu Cheng'an completely.
Blinding white light burst forth, filling the entire little room. Even the one-way glass outside was bathed in a dazzling white glow.
Xu Yanli narrowed her eyes slightly.
In the next instant, the dazzling light suddenly vanished.
The little child still stood in the room, but behind him, two enormous Martial Soul apparitions appeared at once, overlapping and coexisting until they nearly filled the entire Awakening Room.
On the left was a Twelve-Winged Angel. Its layers of gilded gold and silvery-white wings unfurled, scattering holy light far and wide. The light was gentle and vast, yet carried an