Spirit City, the Worship Hall.
This was the most sacred place in all of Spirit Hall, and also the most heavily guarded.
On ordinary days, unless the Pope or the Elder Hall had important business to report, even Titled Douluos were forbidden to enter without permission.
But today, this hall, which had been quiet for so long, seemed unusually lively.
Seven figures stood in the hall. Each had an aura as deep as the sea, and simply standing there, they exuded an imposing might.
They were none other than the Seven Worshippers of Spirit Hall!
Standing before them was a boy of about six, named Qin Yao.
"Xiao Yao, come. Step forward."
The speaker was an exceptionally burly old man, his head of red hair blazing like flames. He radiated authority without even trying to look imposing. He was the Fourth Worship of Spirit Hall, the level-ninety-seven Power Attack System Titled Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo, Qin Xiong.
He was also Qin Yao's own grandfather.
Qin Yao took a deep breath and stepped forward.
It was here!
After transmigrating to Douluo Continent six years ago, he had finally reached the day of his Martial Soul Awakening!
That was right!
Qin Yao was a transmigrator. The moment he woke up, he had arrived in Douluo Continent, and discovered that he was actually the grandson of Mighty Lion Douluo, the Fourth Worship of Spirit Hall from the original story.
And it was now the year 2637 of the Douluo Calendar, which meant he was the same age as Tang San. Once he awakened his Martial Soul, with the Worship Hall backing him up, he'd have practically drawn a royal flush from the start!
Just then, Qin Xiong's voice rang out. "Don't be nervous, Xiao Yao. Just like Grandpa taught you, clear your mind and guide the power inside you. Let it emerge on its own."
"Yes, Grandpa."
Qin Yao nodded, then closed his eyes and began guiding the faint warm current that had existed inside him since birth.
Off to one side of the hall, an old man in a golden robe, with white hair and beard and a stern face, watched in silence.
He was Qian Daoliu, the First Worship of Spirit Hall and a level-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo!
"Big Brother, what Martial Soul do you think Xiao Yao will awaken?"
The old man beside him, similarly burly and with golden hair, asked the question. He was the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Qian Daoliu's gaze rested on Qin Yao. He spoke calmly:
"What else could it be? Naturally, the family's inherited Martial Soul—the Blazing Lion."
Third Worship Azure Luan nodded slightly as well.
"Exactly. It's bound to be a top-tier Blazing Lion."
Fifth Worship Light Feather Douluo nodded in agreement.
Sixth Worship Thousand Jun Douluo and Seventh Worship Falling Devil Douluo also thought so. After all, bloodline inheritance was one of the most unshakable truths in this world.
"Roar!"
Just as the Worshippers were chatting and laughing, a powerful beast's roar suddenly erupted behind Qin Yao!
Everyone's expression shifted, and they all turned to look at Qin Yao.
Behind him, the phantom of a massive purple lion slowly appeared.
It was powerfully built, with a mane of flowing purple hair around its neck. Translucent purple crystals covered its vital areas, a single horn sprouted from its head, and a pair of wings spread across its back. Its eyes shone like purple suns, and its imposing pressure radiated the domineering might of a beast king.
The instant the Martial Soul appeared, Qin Yao's long black hair turned completely purple.
As Qin Yao sensed his Martial Soul, he was utterly dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Purple, with a horn and wings—and those crystals?
Wait!
That appearance...
A familiar yet unfamiliar name flashed through Qin Yao's mind.
Wasn't this the Amethyst Winged Lion King from Battle Through the Heavens?
A mighty tempest surged through Qin Yao's heart.
But while Qin Yao was still sensing his Martial Soul, the seven Worshippers behind him were already in an uproar.
"Fourth Brother, since when did your family's Martial Soul turn purple?" Golden Crocodile Douluo was the first to speak, his voice full of confusion.
Qin Xiong was completely stunned.
He stared at the purple lion phantom behind his grandson. This was definitely not the Blazing Lion.
The Blazing Lion was scarlet-gold, with no wings and certainly no horn.
But the lion before them was covered in purple crystal armor, had a pair of wings on its back, and a horn on its head. A faint pressure emanated from its entire body.
Qin Xiong turned to Qian Daoliu. "Big Brother! Has Xiao Yao's Martial Soul mutated?"
Qian Daoliu didn't answer. His entire attention had been drawn to the Martial Soul phantom behind Qin Yao.
He had lived for over a hundred years and seen countless Martial Souls, but he had never seen a Beast Martial Soul of this caliber.
This was no ordinary mutation.
"Silence." Qian Daoliu uttered just two words.
The hall fell silent at once.
Not one of the Seven Worshippers dared to keep talking after Qian Daoliu spoke.
Qin Yao was astonished by his Martial Soul. It was definitely powerful. Suddenly, he felt something stirring inside him.
A scorching power surged from his dantian and spread wildly through his meridians. The Amethyst Winged Lion King phantom behind him abruptly opened its eyes and gaped its jaws—
"Roar!!!"
This roar was more than ten times stronger than the one that had sounded when he first awakened.
Immediately afterward, the floor beneath Qin Yao began to crack. Purple crystal patterns spread out from under his feet at astonishing speed, covering a radius of several dozen meters in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, purple flames burst from the crystal patterns, and the temperature soared.
The air inside the Worship Hall began to warp.
"What is this?"
Sixth Worship Thousand Jun Douluo and Seventh Worship Falling Devil Douluo both took a step back, their faces filling with disbelief.
They were level-ninety-six Titled Douluos, yet they felt a sense of pressure before the power unleashed by a six-year-old child.
It was faint, but it was real.
"A domain!"
Qian Daoliu's voice rose, and he could barely conceal his shock.
"An Innate Domain! Xiao Yao awakened an Innate Domain!"
Qin Xiong was completely dumbfounded.
What did an Innate Domain mean?
On Douluo Continent, only exceptionally talented Soul Masters could awaken domains.
But Qin Yao was only six.
He had awakened an Innate Domain at the same time as his Martial Soul.
Qin Xiong's voice trembled. "Good heavens, am I dreaming?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo stared blankly at Qin Yao. "Fourth Brother, you really are lucky."
Third Worship Azure Luan Douluo was speechless.
The youthful face of Fifth Worship Light Feather Douluo was now filled with shock.
And the purple flames inside the Worship Hall continued to spread.
Outside, in the Inner City of Spirit City.
A pillar of purple light shot up from the direction of the Worship Hall, soaring straight into the clouds.
Purple light spread across the sky, visible from half of Spirit City.
Inside Pope Palace, Bibi Dong was reviewing documents when she suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation. She looked up through the palace doors toward the Worship Hall.
"Purple light reaching the sky! What happened at the Worship Hall?" She set down her pen and furrowed her brow. "Forget it. Asking won't do any good."
Inside the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu had already walked over to Qin Yao.
The purple flames had no effect on him whatsoever.
With the Soul Power of a level-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo protecting him, the mere aftershock of an Innate Domain couldn't hurt him in the slightest. But his feelings at that moment were far from as calm as he appeared.
"Xiao Yao." Qian Daoliu's voice was steady and powerful. "Retract your power. Focus your mind and imagine the flames returning to your body."
Qin Yao was actually in a daze, too. The domain had released itself automatically, and the Soul Power inside him was draining rapidly. Only after hearing Qian Daoliu's words did he come back to his senses.
He desperately focused his attention on his dantian, imagining a force pulling the purple flames back inside him.
A few seconds later, the purple crystal patterns on the ground began to fade. The flames gradually shrank, then all flowed back into Qin Yao's body.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King phantom behind him also slowly vanished.
The Worship Hall returned to normal.
Qin Yao opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
Qin Xiong hurried over to his grandson, taking three steps in two, and looked him up and down.
"Xiao Yao! Are you all right? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Grandpa, I'm fine." Qin Yao shook his head. "My Soul Power's just a little depleted."
"It's only natural to be tired. You just awakened your Martial Soul, so your Soul Power reserves are low." Qian Daoliu walked over, his tone returning to its usual calm, though his attitude toward Qin Yao was clearly different now.
At that moment, Qian Daoliu looked at him like an uncut jade, his eyes full of appreciation for Qin Yao.
Just then, a message appeared in Qin Yao's mind.
Innate Soul Skill: Amethyst Seal.
Qin Yao quickly read through the information in his mind.
Amethyst Seal could seal all the Soul Power of its target, temporarily turning them into an ordinary person.
But the conditions were strict. The difference in strength couldn't be too great, and after using it once, the user would fall into a prolonged state of weakness.
This skill was also the Amethyst Winged Lion King's innate Soul Skill in Battle Through the Heavens. In a battle between evenly matched opponents, if the seal landed, victory was all but assured.
Qin Yao's heart stirred. The restrictions were severe, but at a crucial moment, this would definitely be a powerful trump card.
"Xiao Yao." Qian Daoliu's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Come over and put your hand on this."
Following Qian Daoliu's directions, Qin Yao looked toward one side of the hall, where a transparent crystal ball the size of a fist sat on a stone platform.
He walked over and pressed his right hand against the crystal ball. It lit up instantly, shining brilliantly.
"As expected, he has Innate Full Soul Power!" Qian Daoliu said with a smile.
Qin Xiong was already grinning from ear to ear.
A Mutated Martial Soul, an Innate Domain, and Innate Full Soul Power. What did that mean?
It meant his grandson, Qin Xiong's, had peerless talent and was destined to become a powerful Titled Douluo!
"Hahahaha!" Qin Xiong threw his head back and laughed. "That's my grandson!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo rolled his eyes. "Enough, Fourth Brother. Could you stop laughing so ridiculously?"
"Second Brother, I'm just happy!"
Qian Daoliu ignored the commotion from the Worshippers behind him and turned to Qin Yao.
"Xiao Yao, what's your Martial Soul called? You should be able to sense it yourself."
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