The Worship Hall Was Shaken-My Grandson Lin Xiao Has the Potential to Become a God

Within the Worship Hall, an Angel Statue stood gracefully in the center of the great hall. A soft yet radiant glow spread around it, like holy light from heaven, purifying the filth of the world. It was sacred and inviolable, pure and flawless, lifelike in every detail.

Around the Angel Statue standing in the center of the hall were seven stone chairs, arranged in an orderly ring around it.

On the centermost of the seven stone chairs sat a golden-haired man. His posture was upright as he slowly opened his eyes. His face was resolute, and the imposing aura around him seemed innate. His eyes shone brightly, inspiring awe.

The man's eyes glimmered with golden light, as though piercing through heaven and earth as he looked toward the back mountain. He said calmly, "Such an immense aura... it seems Lin Xiao has emerged from seclusion. I wonder just how far his strength has reached this time!"

The others looked at one another. The one who had spoken was the chief worshipper of the Worship Hall, a Limit Douluo. Within Spirit Hall, he was an unshakable existence, like Mount Tai and the Big Dipper. So long as he was there, Spirit Hall could endure forever!

His adopted grandson, Lin Xiao, possessed the potential to become a god. At only seventeen, he had already become a Title Douluo. Across the ten-thousand-year history of Douluo Continent, no one had ever reached the realm of Title Douluo at the age of seventeen.

Now, two long years had passed. Lin Xiao could only have grown stronger, perhaps even reaching the astonishing realm of a Super Douluo. His speed of cultivation was simply beyond ordinary imagination.

Most crucially, among Lin Xiao's nine soul rings, even the weakest were ten-thousand-year soul rings. His seventh, eighth, and ninth soul rings were all hundred-thousand-year soul rings. With a configuration of six black and three red soul rings, almost no one on the continent could surpass Lin Xiao in soul ring configuration!

"Everyone, Lin Xiao has emerged from seclusion. Shall we go take a look?" Qian Daoliu asked the remaining six with a smile.

"After only two years apart, Lin Xiao has already brought us such a shock. That dragon roar just now should have been his martial soul. From what I sensed, even if his Soul Power Level has not reached Super Douluo, it is at least level ninety-five. Raising his Soul Power by five levels in two years, and at the realm of Title Douluo no less... it is truly inconceivable," Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed.

The seven of them had lived in the Worship Hall for many years. The oldest was already over a hundred, while the youngest was over ninety. Yet they had cultivated for an entire lifetime before reaching Super Douluo, enduring countless hardships to stand at the peak of the continent!

Yet Lin Xiao, from the moment his martial soul awakened until now, had spent only thirteen years reaching the Title Douluo realm that countless soul masters dreamed of but could never hope to attain!

"There is a saying: the waves behind drive the waves ahead. Now, we old fellows are about to be surpassed by Lin Xiao. Perhaps in a few more years, it may not even be impossible for Lin Xiao to surpass the chief worshipper!" Azure Luan Douluo said with a bitter smile.

Lin Xiao's rate of growth was beyond comprehension, shocking to the world!

Before meeting Lin Xiao, if someone had told this group of old men that a person could become a Title Douluo before twenty, they would have merely smiled without replying.

How could anyone possibly reach Title Douluo before the age of twenty?

Throughout their long cultivation lives, they had endured countless trials and obstacles, expending tremendous time and effort before reaching their current realms!

They knew well how difficult the path of cultivation was. In their understanding, twenty was merely the immature age of someone just setting foot in the world. How could one possibly reach Title Douluo then?

Before meeting Lin Xiao, this was what they had believed. After all, they had never heard of anyone reaching Title Douluo at twenty. Not even chief worshipper Qian Daoliu, a genius in their cultivation journeys, had become a Title Douluo at twenty.

But now, naturally, it was a different matter.

If someone said that a person could become a Title Douluo at twenty, they would smile and say, "Twenty? What is twenty? We have seen a seventeen-year-old Title Douluo!"

"The waves behind drive the waves ahead, and the waves ahead die upon the shore. We cultivated for many years to become Title Douluo, and who knows how many hardships we endured to reach Super Douluo. Yet Lin Xiao began cultivating from the moment his martial soul awakened, and in a mere thirteen years, he is already about to surpass us!" Falling Devil Douluo exclaimed.

Since when had becoming a Title Douluo become so easy?

In the past, it had been a height that countless soul masters could never reach in their entire lives. No matter how much unimaginable effort they gave, they could not even touch the threshold of Title Douluo.

Countless soul masters had remained stuck at level eighty-nine of Soul Douluo for years, unable to advance even a step or touch that lofty realm.

Yet Lin Xiao had encountered almost no bottlenecks. He broke through realms as easily as drinking water, making others envious and longing.

"Hahaha, my grandson Lin Xiao possesses the potential to become a god!" Qian Daoliu said with a hearty laugh.

He understood Lin Xiao's rapid cultivation speed reasonably well. Lin Xiao's martial soul, the Black Dragon, was exceptionally special—but just how special was it?

He had never encountered such a martial soul before. It was an external martial soul with its own consciousness. It could be happy, dejected, or angry, a martial soul that seemed like a living creature.

Even after consulting Spirit Hall's archives, he had found no information regarding this kind of martial soul.

Yu Xiaogang was naturally an exception. That useless thing did not even deserve to be recorded—Innate Soul Power of half a level, a pig martial soul, and a soul skill whose effect was farting. Farts like thunder, shaking the heavens and splitting the earth—Luo Sanpao!

How could such a martial soul possibly be recorded?

Lin Xiao's martial soul, however, was a top-tier Black Dragon martial soul. He possessed Innate Full Soul Power, and the Black Dragon martial soul had its own consciousness and could even cultivate.

That was why Lin Xiao cultivated so quickly. Even so, Qian Daoliu had to admit that even with a martial soul capable of cultivating on its own, combined with Lin Xiao's own cultivation, Lin Xiao's cultivation speed remained astonishing and incomprehensible.

Perhaps due to the uniqueness of his martial soul, Lin Xiao had been able to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring as his very first soul ring. The excess Soul Power had raised his Soul Power Level, which was likely one reason for his rapid cultivation.

The others nodded in agreement. Lin Xiao possessed the potential to become a god; that was undeniable. If a seventeen-year-old Title Douluo did not possess the potential to become a god, then no one in the world could!

Afterward, the seven rose to their feet, solemn-faced and filled with boundless reverence. They clasped their fists and bowed toward the sacred Angel Statue, their gazes devout and resolute.

The Angel Statue was a magnificent statue symbolizing the Angel God, standing here through the passing years. Having been attended by countless worshippers and Popes and accumulating power over the ages, the statue itself had acquired special effects.

Cultivating around the Angel Statue could increase one's cultivation speed and slightly improve one's comprehension of cultivation.