The Amethyst Winged Lion King and the Innate Domain!

Martial Soul City, Worship Hall.

This was the most sacred and heavily guarded place in the entire Martial Soul Hall.

Ordinarily, unless the Pope or the Elder Hall had urgent matters to report, even Titled Douluo were forbidden from entering without authorization.

But today, this long-silent hall appeared unusually lively.

Seven figures stood within the hall, each possessing an aura as deep as the sea; merely standing there, they exuded a formidable pressure.

They were none other than the seven Great Worships of Martial Soul Hall!

And standing before them was a boy of about six years old, named Qin Yao.

"Little Yao, come, step forward."

The one who spoke was an exceptionally burly elder with a head of red hair that burned like flames, possessing an inherent majesty. He was the Fourth Worship of Martial Soul Hall, a level 97 Power Attack System Titled Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo, Qin Xiong.

At the same time, he was also Qin Yao's biological grandfather.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and stepped forward.

It was time!

Having transmigrated to Douluo Continent six years ago, he had finally waited for the day of his Martial Soul awakening!

That's right!

Qin Yao was a transmigrator. Upon waking up, he found himself on Douluo Continent and discovered that he was the grandson of the original work's Fourth Worship, Mighty Lion Douluo.

Furthermore, it was the year 2637 of the Douluo calendar, which meant he was the same age as Tang San. As long as he awakened his Martial Soul, backed by the Worship Hall, this was practically a god-tier start!

At this moment, Qin Xiong's voice came, "Don't be nervous, Little Yao. Just as Grandfather taught you, empty your mind and guide that power within your body, letting it emerge naturally."

"Yes, Grandfather."

Qin Yao nodded, then closed his eyes and began to guide the faint, warm current that had existed within him since birth.

On one side of the hall, an elder wearing golden robes, with white hair and beard and a majestic face, watched everything quietly.

He was the First Worship of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Daoliu, a level 99 Peerless Douluo!

"Big Brother, what kind of Martial Soul do you think this child, Little Yao, will awaken?"

Beside him, another burly elder with golden hair asked. This was the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Qian Daoliu's gaze fell upon Qin Yao's figure, and he spoke in a calm tone:

"What else could it be? Naturally, it is the Fourth's family heirloom Martial Soul, the Blazing Lion."

The Third Worship, Azure Luan, also nodded slightly.

"That's right, it must be the top-tier Blazing Lion."

The Fifth Worship, Light Feather Douluo, nodded in agreement.

The Sixth Worship, Thousand Jun Douluo, and the Seventh Worship, Falling Devil, were also deeply convinced; after all, bloodline inheritance was one of the most unshakable truths in this world.

"Roar!"

Just as the several Worships were chatting and laughing, a beast roar of immense power exploded from behind Qin Yao!

The expressions of those present shifted slightly, and they all turned their gazes toward Qin Yao in unison.

Behind Qin Yao, a massive phantom of a purple lion slowly emerged.

Its body was burly, the purple mane around its neck was exceptionally elegant, its vital areas were covered in translucent amethyst, a single horn grew from the top of its head, and wings were spread wide behind its back. Its lion eyes were like purple suns, its pressure biting and cold, fully displaying the dominance of a beast king.

The moment the Martial Soul appeared, all of Qin Yao's long black hair turned purple.

Qin Yao felt his own Martial Soul, and he was completely stunned.

What was going on?

Purple, with horns and wings, and that amethyst?

Wait!

This appearance...

A name, both familiar and strange, instantly surfaced in Qin Yao's mind.

Isn't this the Amethyst Winged Lion King from the world of Battle Through the Heavens?

A monstrous wave surged in Qin Yao's heart.

However, while Qin Yao was still sensing his own Martial Soul, the seven Worships behind him had already erupted into chaos.

"Fourth, when did your family's Martial Soul turn purple?" Golden Crocodile Douluo was the first to speak, his tone filled with confusion.

Qin Xiong was completely dumbfounded.

He stared at the purple lion phantom behind his grandson; this was definitely not a Blazing Lion.

The Blazing Lion was crimson-gold, had no wings, and certainly no single horn.

Yet this lion before them was covered in amethyst armor, had wings on its back, a horn on its head, and radiated a faint, oppressive aura.

Qin Xiong turned his head to look at Qian Daoliu, "Big Brother! Has Little Yao's Martial Soul mutated?"

Qian Daoliu did not answer; his entire attention was drawn to the phantom of the martial soul behind Qin Yao.

Having lived for over a hundred years, he had seen countless martial souls, but he had never encountered a beast martial soul of this caliber.

This was definitely not a common mutation.

"Quiet." Qian Daoliu spat out only one word.

The hall fell silent instantly.

Among the seven great worships, not a single person dared to continue making noise after Qian Daoliu had spoken.

Qin Yao was shocked by his own martial soul; it was undeniably powerful. Suddenly, he felt something restless within his body.

A scorching force surged from his dantian, spreading wildly along his meridians. The Amethyst Winged Lion King phantom behind him suddenly opened its eyes, its maw wide open.

"ROAR!!!"

This roar was more than ten times stronger than the one during the initial awakening.

Immediately following this, the ground beneath Qin Yao's feet began to crack. Purple crystalline patterns spread from his soles at an incredible speed, covering dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, purple flames erupted from the crystalline patterns, and the temperature climbed sharply.

The air inside the Worship Hall began to distort.

"This is?"

The Sixth Worship, Thousand Jun Douluo, and the Seventh Worship, Falling Devil Douluo, both took a step back, expressions of disbelief appearing on their faces.

They were rank 96 Title Douluo, yet they felt a sense of oppression in the face of the power released by a six-year-old child.

Although it was faint, it was undeniably present.

"A domain!"

Qian Daoliu's voice rose, the shock in his tone impossible to conceal.

"An innate domain! Little Yao has awakened an innate domain!"

Qin Xiong was completely stunned.

What was the concept of an innate domain?

On the Douluo Continent, domains were something only the most gifted soul masters could awaken.

Yet Qin Yao was six years old.

At the same time as his martial soul awakened, it came with an innate domain.

Qin Xiong's voice trembled, "My god, am I dreaming?"

The Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, stared blankly at Qin Yao, "Old Four, you are truly lucky."

The Third Worship, Azure Luan Douluo, was already speechless.

The Fifth Worship, Light Feather Douluo, had a face full of shock, despite his youthful appearance.

Meanwhile, the purple flames continued to spread within the Worship Hall.

Outside the hall, in the inner city of Martial Soul City.

A pillar of purple light shot up from the direction of the Worship Hall, piercing the heavens.

Purple energy permeated the air, visible to half of Martial Soul City.

Inside the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong was reviewing documents when she suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation. She looked up, gazing through the palace doors toward the direction of the Worship Hall.

"Purple energy soaring to the sky! What happened in the Worship Hall?" She set down her pen, her brows slightly furrowed, "Forget it, asking would be useless."

Inside the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu had already walked up to Qin Yao.

The purple flames had no effect on him.

With the soul power of a rank 99 Peerless Douluo protecting his body, the mere aftermath of an innate domain could not harm him in the slightest. However, his mood at this moment was far from as calm as he appeared.

"Little Yao." Qian Daoliu's voice was steady and powerful, "Withdraw your power. Focus your mind and imagine these flames returning to your body."

Qin Yao was actually dazed himself; the domain had released automatically, and his soul power was being consumed rapidly. Only after hearing Qian Daoliu's words did he snap back to reality.

He desperately focused his attention on his dantian, imagining those purple flames being sucked back into his body by a force.

A few seconds later, the amethyst crystalline patterns on the ground began to fade, and the purple flames shrank bit by bit, eventually surging back into Qin Yao's body.

The Amethyst Winged Lion King phantom behind him also slowly dissipated.

The Worship Hall returned to calm.

Qin Yao opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

Qin Xiong rushed to his grandson in two or three strides, looking him up and down:

"Little Yao! Are you alright? Is your body uncomfortable?"

"Grandfather, I'm fine." Qin Yao shook his head, "It's just that the soul power consumption was a bit high."

"It is only right that you are tired; you have just awakened your Martial Soul, and your soul power reserves are far too low." Qian Daoliu walked over, his tone returning to its usual indifference, yet his attitude toward Qin Yao was clearly different from before.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu looked as if he had discovered a piece of unpolished jade, his eyes filled with appreciation for Qin Yao.

Just then, a stream of information appeared in Qin Yao's mind.

Innate Soul Skill: Amethyst Seal.

Qin Yao quickly browsed through the information in his mind.

Amethyst Seal can seal all of a target's soul power, temporarily reducing them to an ordinary person.

However, the restrictions are harsh: the gap in strength cannot be too great, and after a single use, the user will fall into a prolonged state of weakness.

This skill was also the innate soul skill of the Amethyst Winged Lion King in Battle Through the Heavens; when fighting an opponent of the same rank, landing the seal would guarantee an invincible position.

Qin Yao's heart stirred; although the restrictions were significant, it would undoubtedly be a major trump card at a critical moment.

"Xiao Yao." Qian Daoliu's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Come here and place your hand on this."

Qin Yao followed Qian Daoliu's gesture and looked toward a stone platform on the side of the hall, where a transparent crystal ball the size of a fist was placed.

He walked over and pressed his right hand onto the crystal ball, which instantly lit up, emitting a brilliant radiance.

"As expected, it is Innate Full Soul Power!" Qian Daoliu laughed.

Qin Xiong was already grinning from ear to ear.

A mutated Martial Soul, an innate domain, and Innate Full Soul Power. What did these three things combined mean?

It meant that his grandson, Qin Xiong's grandson, possessed peerless talent and would undoubtedly become a powerful Titled Douluo in the future!

"Hahahaha!" Qin Xiong laughed toward the sky. "As expected of my grandson!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo rolled his eyes. "Enough, Fourth Brother, can you stop laughing so exaggeratedly?"

"Second Brother, I'm just happy!"

Qian Daoliu ignored the bickering of the elders behind him and looked at Qin Yao instead.

"Xiao Yao, what is the name of your Martial Soul? You should be able to sense it yourself."