The Chatty Giratina, the Esteemed Jade-Faced Yama

Douluo Continent, inside the Capital of Slaughter.

In a certain room.

Lin Chuan sat cross-legged on the bed, his bare upper body revealing a robust and powerful physique.

Dark purple energy swirled around him, rotating in an orderly fashion.

It seemed to emit shrill, mournful wails, the demonic sounds piercing the ears and capturing the soul.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to form a low-pressure zone, becoming sharp and silent, making one feel as suffocated as if their heart had suddenly stopped.

This was Lin Chuan's domain, the Inversion Domain, which he had comprehended half a month ago when he became a Soul Emperor.

Its effects are:

Within three meters of him, all things weaker than him will have their souls imprisoned, losing control over their physical bodies.

It is worth mentioning.

This is also a growth-type domain; perhaps in the future, it will directly evolve into the Distortion World.

The effect of this domain also varies from person to person.

Those who are not as strong as him but also possess a domain can resist it, though they will still be affected.

This influence becomes more bizarre the closer one gets.

Those who approach within half a meter of Lin Chuan will feel their souls spiraling out of control; if touched, their souls will be harvested.

Suddenly, a voice echoed from the depths of Lin Chuan's heart.

"Not having to maintain order, and being able to devour delicious souls—truly not bad."

Without waiting for a reply, it continued:

"Tell me, kid Lin, when are we leaving this godforsaken place?"

"There is a strange power here that feels like it's staring at me. It's very uncomfortable, utterly repulsive."

The continuous stream of noise forced Lin Chuan to stop his absorption.

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air and replied in his mind:

"My spiritual power is already extremely strong now, and further improvement is very slow. I have indeed been here for a long time; I will come back if there is an opportunity in the future."

The voice grumbled with dissatisfaction:

"Then when are we leaving? This lord is getting impatient to see the two dragons you mentioned."

"If you ask me, let's leave quickly. I am still looking forward to those Ice and Fire Dragon Souls; perhaps there will be an even bigger surprise after refining them."

"Even if it's some God King realm, I'm afraid it can't compare to those two idiots, Dialga and Palkia."

"Those two guys couldn't even beat me, let alone those laughable dragon souls. Let them become resource packs for me to grow stronger!"

Lin Chuan rose from the bed and shook his head helplessly, sighing inwardly:

"Quite the chatterbox."

If one were to talk about this guy's talkativeness, arrogance, and familiarity, it had always been this way.

Ever since nine years ago, when Lin Chuan awakened his Martial Soul, Giratina, this guy had been muttering non-stop, either complaining about this or mocking that.

Perhaps it was because that guy had been locked in the Distortion World alone for too long and was bored.

Lin Chuan could only comfort himself this way.

"I've been in the Capital of Slaughter for a year and a half; it's indeed time to go out. Calculating the time, Tang San should have just reached the age to join Shrek Academy, right?"

Ever since he transmigrated, Lin Chuan had been secretly scouting for information on Tang San.

At that time, Qian Xunji was still presiding over Martial Soul Hall as the Pope.

It wasn't until he was three years old that the incident occurred where Qian Xunji hunted the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Blue Silver Emperor.

Which meant he was three years older than Tang San.

Later, when he awakened his Martial Soul, what he didn't expect was that he had awakened Giratina from the Pokémon world!

He pondered that he hadn't even watched the Pokémon world before his sudden death, so how did he awaken this great Buddha, the God of Distortion? Yet, the facts were just that.

He also awakened Innate Full Soul Power, but because it lacked the blessing of a godhead and had arrived in a new world, its strength had regressed, forcing it to start from the very bottom.

Its "bottom" was still the upper echelon of the Douluo Continent world, so it wasn't too bad.

It would be no exaggeration to say it was the strongest Martial Soul in the Douluo Continent; Giratina itself could use some Self-Created Soul Skills, or rather, moves.

When Lin Chuan was cultivating, it could also maintain the activation of the domain on its own, including characteristic sensing.

One soul, multiple uses.

Because his parents died after he transmigrated, he grew up in a small village relying on the charity of others.

No power, no money, no background, no strength.

Obtaining decent soul rings was difficult, and cultivation resources were non-existent.

Thus, at the deacon's warm invitation, he joined Martial Soul Hall and took Ghost as his master.

Both possessed ghost-type martial souls, but Lin Chuan was not limited to external manifestations; he could also utilize certain abilities of Giratina himself.

Similar to skill feedback Self-Created Soul Skill, Misfortune Never Comes Alone skills: Soul Traction, Damage Sharing...

To prevent Bibi Dong from discovering the situation where his martial soul fought independently, Lin Chuan never exposed it in front of others, including his master, Ghost.

Giratina was also happy to play along with his disguise and never took the initiative to reveal itself.

It never spoke after being summoned, nor did it show any signs of independent consciousness, merely grumbling inside his body.

Now, nine years had passed together.

Having developed a concept of time, Giratina had become an unstoppable chatterbox.

After dressing, Lin Chuan turned to look at himself in the mirror on the left.

With a delicate face and a simple, coarse black robe draped casually over his frame, his torn sleeves revealed his sleek, well-defined forearms, looking natural and capable.

Stepping out of the room, the baleful aura outside was already thick enough to be visible to the naked eye.

Red mist filled the sky; there was no sun in this world, only a faint light illuminating the general outlines of the surroundings.

Treading on the sticky floor, Lin Chuan headed straight toward the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Walking along the narrow, quiet path, the number of people around began to increase.

Their auras were wild and violent, their bodies permeated with baleful energy.

Lin Chuan walked among them, his own aura calm and profound, forming an extreme contrast with his surroundings, like a lotus rising from the mud unstained.

Yet he was clearly not as ordinary as one might imagine; his record of ninety-nine consecutive victories had set his reputation ablaze in the Capital of Slaughter.

Upon seeing that familiar face, the expressions of those around him turned fanatical and respectful:

"Jade-Faced Yama, that's Jade-Faced Yama!"

"Is he about to complete his one-hundredth consecutive victory?"

"It's said that no one has ever seen the opening of the Hell Road; come on, let's go watch."

Indifferent to the clamor of the crowd, Lin Chuan walked into the Hell Slaughter Arena.

He knew clearly what the fate of these people would be.

When the Hell Road opens, everyone except the participant becomes a sacrifice.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be the case that after so many years, no one had ever seen what the Hell Road looked like.

Entering this slaughter arena, which could hold ten thousand bloodthirsty people, Lin Chuan skillfully took out his token.

After the staff confirmed his identity, he waited in the preparation area.

This battle had not come easily; he had waited over a week just to gather enough opponents.

Regarding his one-hundredth consecutive victory.

The person in charge would certainly arrange the nine most powerful remaining contestants; winning would not be so simple.

As time passed, more and more people came to watch Lin Chuan complete his one-hundredth consecutive victory.

The overwhelming roar of the crowd sounded like the sea rushing in, booming within the slaughter arena and battering the surrounding granite structures.

These were loyal fans, their expressions ferocious and excited, acting wildly in the spectator stands while incessantly shouting Lin Chuan's nickname:

"Jade-Faced Yama!"

"Jade-Faced Yama!"