Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword, Twin Martial Souls.

"Hmm, very good. Little girl, your name is Bibi Dong, right? Would you be willing to join Martial Soul Hall?"

Faced with such a genius, Murong Chayue naturally wanted to recruit her. Hearing this, Bibi Dong smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Grandfather. I am willing to join Martial Soul Hall."

Hearing Bibi Dong's agreement, Murong Chayue revealed a smile.

"Good, good, good. Then Dong'er, wait to the side for a moment."

Bibi Dong nodded and waited quietly to the side. Murong Chayue looked at Murong Huai and said with a smile:

"Huai'er, next, Grandfather will awaken your martial soul."

Murong Huai nodded and stepped forward. Murong Chayue waved his hand, and several Awakening Stone pieces flew out, circling around Murong Huai. They emitted a strange light, enveloping Murong Huai.

Murong Huai extended his right hand, and a golden soul power could be seen flowing around his body, finally gathering in his palm. In an instant, a golden beam of light shot into the sky, piercing through the roof of Martial Soul Hall and soaring into the clouds.

Immediately following, a massive golden figure wearing gilded robes and holding a long sword appeared behind Murong Huai. Golden light flickered around its body, radiating endless divinity, as if an immortal had descended, standing aloof from the world.

Then, it all transformed into a golden stream of light, merging into the long sword in his hand. It flew in a circle, and the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart, before it landed in front of Murong Huai, standing quite a bit taller than him.

The sword was five feet four inches long, its body shimmering with a galaxy-like crystalline luster. Nine golden divine patterns were faintly visible along the spine, a rotating miniature nebula was embedded in the guard, and the hilt was wrapped in nine circles of gold patterns, measuring nearly a foot long, with three strands of ice-crystal tassels hanging from the end.

As the golden light flickered, a gilded scabbard appeared, housing the long sword. Seeing this, Murong Huai was somewhat stunned; he knew the name of this sword.

Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword!!!

However, this Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword was five feet four inches long, nearly 1.8 meters. Even after awakening his martial soul, the current Murong Huai was less than 1.3 meters tall. How was he supposed to use this?

Seeing Murong Huai's predicament, Murong Chayue instructed:

"Huai'er, try infusing your soul power into the martial soul and see if you can change its size."

Hearing this, Murong Huai extended his hand, and a stream of golden soul power flowed out, landing on the Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword. The latter began to shrink slowly, reaching about a meter in length, with a hilt about one and a half centimeters thick—just right for Murong Huai.

Murong Huai took the Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword in his hand and drew it slightly; a cold light flashed. Seeing this, Murong Chayue said:

"Hmm, not bad. This must be a mutation inherited from your mother's Nine Profound Sword, but it is undoubtedly a powerful martial soul. It is a pity it did not inherit the Demonic Flame Heavenly Dragon martial soul."

Speaking of this, Murong Chayue felt some regret, yet Murong Huai said:

"Grandfather, I feel like there is another power in my body that doesn't seem to have come out."

Hearing this, Murong Chayue was stunned, then looked at Murong Huai.

"What? Huai'er, are you saying..."

Murong Huai nodded.

"I feel that I might be like Dong'er, having a second martial soul, but I don't know why it didn't awaken."

Hearing this, Murong Chayue pondered for a moment and understood: Murong Huai's second martial soul must be an extremely powerful super martial soul, and the awakening array could not provide sufficient soul power for it to awaken.

"Huai'er, next, Grandfather will inject soul power for you. Feel that power in your body carefully and guide it to emerge."

Murong Huai nodded.

"Grandfather, I understand."

Murong Chayue reached out and tapped the awakening array, and streams of purple-red soul power surged into it. Murong Huai immediately felt that power within him becoming clearer, but there was still no sign of it awakening.

"Grandfather, the soul power still doesn't seem to be enough!"

What!

Murong Chayue was shocked. He had just poured in one-tenth of his own soul power, yet it still couldn't make it awaken. Seeing this, Murong Chayue no longer held back and poured in his full strength. Murong Huai suddenly felt that energy awaken.

"Ahhh!!!"

Suddenly, an incomparable purple light shot into the sky, piercing the firmament and dyeing the entire sky a terrifying purple twilight. The entire sky above Martial Soul City was shrouded by it.

Instantly, the Title Douluo powerhouses within Martial Soul Hall looked up in surprise. Inside the Worship Hall, six figures flew out—the other six great elders.

Three figures also flew out from the Pope Palace; they were the current Pope, Qian Daoliu, and the two guardian elders, Xiongshi and Guangling. Qian Daoliu looked at the golden figure leading the elders and bowed to ask:

"Father, what exactly is this?"

That golden figure looked at the scene with a grave expression. He was the current Grand Elder of Martial Soul Hall, the father of Pope Qian Daoliu, the level 98 peak Douluo, Qian Pocheng. He shook his head.

"I don't know, but I feel a destructive power from it that makes even me feel palpitations!"

"Even you feel palpitations? This..."

Just then, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, and a figure emerged.

It was over ten thousand meters long, covered in massive scales tens of meters in diameter, flowing with scorching energy, with thick limbs and purple-blooded wings spanning nearly ten thousand meters wide.

On its neck were nine massive dragon heads. The central one was entirely gray-black, nearly twice the size of the other eight, and an aura of death reflected from its eyes.

"Roar~"

The nine dragon heads opened their blood-filled maws in unison, erupting with a terrifying roar. In an instant, a pressure so powerful that it was impossible to resist spread out.

Suddenly, everyone in Martial Soul City, regardless of who they were, was pressed to the ground by this pressure. Even super powerhouses as strong as the elders of Martial Soul Hall were all forced to their knees at this moment, while everyone else lay on the ground in a wretched state. Even the strongest, Qian Pocheng, was kneeling on the ground, hands supporting his weight, looking incredibly disheveled. Even the Angel's Light dimmed significantly at this moment.

However, this pressure only lasted for a single breath before dissipating entirely. All living beings felt as if they had been granted amnesty, greedily gasping for air. Qian Daoliu and the others slowly stood up.

"What terrifying power. A single wave of pressure was enough to make us unable to resist. What exactly is this..."

The experienced Qian Pocheng thought for a moment, realized what was happening, and said urgently:

"This is an awakening phenomenon. Someone has awakened an incredible martial soul; they must be a top-tier monstrous genius. Who is awakening their martial soul at the Martial Soul Hall today!"

Hearing this, the Fourth Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, recalled the power from just a moment ago and said:

"Great Elder, today happens to be the day the Third Elder's only grandson awakens. That power just now seemed somewhat similar to the Third Elder's Demonic Flame Heavenly Dragon. Could it be..."

Upon hearing this, the others also realized it; there was indeed a resemblance. Although slight, it was undeniably present. Qian Pocheng immediately flicked his sleeve.

"To the Awakening Hall!"

"Yes!"

The group transformed into streaks of light, rushing toward the Awakening Hall, determined to discover exactly who the owner of this power was.