Half-Step Divine-Grade Martial Soul? Divinity Approaches! (Seeking Collection, Seeking Follow-up Reads!)

On the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, in an unnamed mountain range.

Among the towering, overlapping peaks hangs a hidden cave.

At the end of the cave sits a heavy black steel door. The originally pitch-black, dull gate is now showing faint signs of melting on its surface, emitting a series of strange noises.

Blinding light seeps out through the gaps in the door, illuminating the dim cave as if it were broad daylight.

Yet, strangely, there is not a shred of warmth within this radiance...

In the center of the secret chamber.

A remarkably handsome boy of about eleven or twelve sits cross-legged.

His name is Long Yaochen.

At this moment, three purple soul rings—defying all conventional logic—float beneath his feet.

Violent soul power surges within his body, and with a silent, invisible "pop," the barrier of his thirty-ninth rank soul power shatters.

However, on his face, which is perfect to the point of being flawless, there is not a hint of joy at the breakthrough.

Roar—!

A golden dragon phantom emerges from his body, circles around him, and then coils behind his head. It resembles a high-hanging Eternal Blazing Sun, emitting a divine light that burns away all impurities in the world.

Including his own humanity.

"...I am the only true light..."

Long Yaochen's expression is shrouded in divinity, untainted by any worldly dust.

Under the illumination of the blinding white light, he appears like a god descended to earth, making one afraid to look directly at him.

His originally pitch-black eyes are now ninety percent occupied by a cold golden glow, with only ten percent of churning blackness struggling to remain.

With each surge of the incandescent light around him, his memories of his past life, the bonds of master and disciple in this life, and even the joys and sorrows of being human are being gradually stripped away by that vast, absolute divinity!

In his past life, he died of a heart attack at an overtime-heavy workplace, and upon opening his eyes, he arrived on the Douluo Continent, where he was saved from the jaws of a soul beast by the Dragon Emperor Douluo.

Long Xiaoyao's intuition as a Limit Douluo told him that the child in his arms was anything but ordinary.

Thus, under the other's meticulous care over the years, Long Yaochen spent six years in leisure and happiness.

However, all that beauty shattered instantly after he awakened his martial soul.

His Radiant Sacred Dragon martial soul mutated, leaping from a super martial soul to an existence nearly at the level of a god—

The Eternal Blazing Sun Holy Dragon.

But the Douluo plane cannot naturally nurture a true god-level martial soul, so his martial soul has a severe defect.

It possesses ultimate holiness and ultimate light, but lacks ultimate fire to stabilize the martial soul's core.

The extreme imbalance of the core causes him to be increasingly influenced by his martial soul the more he cultivates.

If this continues, before he even breaks through to the fortieth rank, he will completely transform into a human god with no emotions, only cold divinity!

Long Yaochen naturally does not wish to see his humanity vanish... if that happens, would he still be himself?

"...I am the embodiment of order..." the cold voice continues to emanate from his mouth.

"Enough!

Damn it... I can't suppress it..."

A trickle of blood glowing with golden light spills from the corner of Long Yaochen's mouth; the last trace of human clarity in his eyes is about to be extinguished completely.

"Foolish child! Wake up for this old man!!"

At this life-or-death moment, an anxious, thunderous roar suddenly explodes.

Boom—!

The immensely heavy black steel door is instantly blasted into powder by a great force.

A black-robed figure, wreathed in a black dragon phantom, forces his way in.

The soul power pressure emitted by the newcomer is terrifying, causing the surrounding space to distort.

The Chief Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, ninety-ninth rank Limit Douluo, the Dragon Emperor Douluo—Long Xiaoyao!

"Silent Darkness Domain! For this old man—suppress!"

Seeing his beloved disciple, whom he treats as his own son, hanging by a thread, Long Xiaoyao's eyes turn blood-red as he directly unleashes his strongest domain to envelop Long Yaochen.

In an instant, thick darkness surges toward Long Yaochen like a tidal wave, tightly wrapping around the brilliant, incandescent white light on his body.

Black and white, darkness and the blazing sun, collide frantically in the cramped secret chamber, emitting a sizzling sound of dissolution.

The golden dragon phantom actually raises its head to glare at Long Xiaoyao, its eyes seemingly filled with unwillingness. But under the suppression of a ninety-ninth rank Limit Douluo, it is eventually forced back into his body by the darkness, bit by bit.

A full incense stick of time passes before the divine light is completely suppressed.

Drenched in sweat, Long Yaochen braces himself against the ground, gasping for air.

The golden glow in his eyes fades, and the emotions belonging to a human return, though they are entirely consumed by exhaustion.

Chen'er's divinity is becoming increasingly terrifying.

Looking at the miserable state of Long Yaochen, a flicker of gravity crossed Long Xiaoyao's eyes.

Even he, a Limit Douluo standing at the very pinnacle of the pyramid, found fine beads of sweat faintly seeping from his forehead at this moment.

It was not that he was unable to suppress this power, but that he had to precisely control every single shred of his domain power; otherwise, in just an instant, Long Yaochen might die directly by his hand.

"Now you know you can't suppress it..." Long Xiaoyao took a deep breath, his tone deep as he spoke: "I told you long ago that that matter could not be delayed!"

Long Yaochen was stunned for a moment before saying weakly: "You... are talking about Ma Xiaotao, right?"

"Exactly!" Long Xiaoyao regained the domineering aura of a Limit Douluo, his tone brooking no doubt.

"It is that Ma Xiaotao from Shrek Academy I investigated earlier; her Evil Fire Phoenix is absolutely the best candidate for you to complete your martial soul."

"In the past, you could barely suppress it, and I let you have your way because you didn't want to see your master go find Mu En. But now—"

Speaking to this point, Long Xiaoyao sighed, his expression somewhat complex:

"Ever since you broke through to level thirty, your ultimate martial soul began to compress your soul power, and your divinity issue has become increasingly severe.

If you drag this out any longer, you will undoubtedly die!"

"Your divinity issue has reached a desperate impasse; only that girl's evil fire is your only way out." Long Xiaoyao snorted coldly, terrifying soul power fluctuations surging at his side. "Today, even if it means risking a mutual destruction with Mu En, you must take this person as your wife!"

"I understand, Master." Long Yaochen wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes regaining clarity as he no longer resisted.

Having lived two lives, he did not want to force others to marry him, nor did he wish to see his master lower himself to seek out Mu En.

But now, staying alive was more important than anything else.

"Let's go!"

Seeing his disciple agree, Long Xiaoyao did not waste a single word, waving his large hand.

A dense black light shot into the sky, tearing through the clouds and streaking directly toward the direction of Shrek City!

Shrek Academy, Sea God Island.

The sunny Inner Court was suddenly shrouded by a black cloud that blotted out the sun.

On the originally peaceful and tranquil Sea God Island, that towering Golden Tree seemed to sense an extremely terrifying threat, instantly erupting with blinding golden light as if facing a formidable enemy!

"Roar—!"

Accompanied by a dragon's roar that tore through the firmament, a massive black dragon phantom coiled above the Sea God Pavilion.

At the peak of the black clouds, Long Xiaoyao held Long Yaochen in one hand, the terrifying pressure belonging to a rank ninety-nine Limit Douluo pouring down upon the entire Sea God Island.

His voice, mixed with profound soul power, exploded over the sky of Sea God Island like rolling thunder:

"Mu En, come out and see me!"