I, Cao Longyan, Point My Sword at the God King

Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion Council Hall.

"Brother Yan, don't be nervous. You will definitely awaken a powerful Martial Soul. Believe in yourself."

In the hall, a blue-haired boy patted the shoulder of a red-haired boy who was a head shorter than him, offering words of encouragement.

"Thank you, Brother Bei Bei. I will definitely awaken a Martial Soul even stronger than yours and Great-Grandfather's."

The red-haired boy nodded heavily, his face beaming with a confident smile. His eyes were incredibly firm, burning with a raging fire as he turned and walked toward the awakening platform in the center of the hall.

The red-haired boy was named Cao Longyan. He was six years old and the second great-grandson of the Sea God Pavilion Master, Dragon God Douluo Mu En.

While he was still in his infancy, his parents had both died in battle defending Shrek against the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult. It was Mu En who personally raised him alongside Bei Bei, who shared a similar tragic history.

However, what they did not know was that inside this six-year-old child's body resided the soul of an adult from Blue Star.

That's right, he was a transmigrator!

He had transmigrated into the world of Peerless Tang Sect, a story he knew by heart, while he was still in his cradle.

He knew the truth of this world all too well: the so-called flow of destiny and the rise of geniuses were nothing more than a ten-thousand-year chess game orchestrated by Tang San of the God Realm.

Huo Yuhao was his designated pawn, Tang Wutong was the shackle used to bind that pawn, and all living beings on the Douluo Continent were merely stepping stones for him to maintain his status in the God Realm.

And he, Cao Longyan, was the only variable in this chess game not written into the script!

He was determined to change all of this.

Cao Longyan took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent waves surging in his heart.

"Little Yan, don't be afraid."

An aged yet gentle voice sounded beside him. Mu En sat in his wheelchair, his body hunched, his withered palm resting lightly on the boy's head, his eyes filled with expectation.

"Relax, focus your mind and look inward. No matter what happens, Great-Grandfather is here."

The surrounding elders of the Sea God Pavilion also rarely perked up for the sake of a child.

They were eager to know what kind of Martial Soul Cao Longyan, also a great-grandson of Elder Mu, would awaken, and whether he would inherit Elder Mu's mantle just like Bei Bei.

If so, their Shrek would surely become even more prosperous!

"Great-Grandfather, I am ready."

Cao Longyan raised his head. There was no trace of childish timidity on his young face, only a composure and firmness that belied his age.

However, his Martial Soul remained a variable. He wasn't as confident and firm as he appeared; he was still terrified of awakening a trash Martial Soul like Yu Xiaogang...

He slowly closed his eyes, sinking all his focus deep into his Dantian, and followed the method Mu En had taught him to stir the sleeping power within his body.

Hum—!

The Black Stone Awakening Array suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light, and the six soul power crystals vibrated in unison, emitting a humming sound.

The next second, a staff gradually solidified in Cao Longyan's right hand.

It did not radiate even the slightest hint of powerful energy.

Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths hanging open, never to close again.

How is this possible?! It's just an ordinary staff...

Just as everyone's eyes began to dim, a crimson-gold flame erupted from Cao Longyan's body without warning!

The flames carried a tyrannical power capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas. The heatwave swept outward, causing ripples to appear even on the defensive barrier set up by the Sea God Pavilion.

"Ultimate Fire!! This is Ultimate Fire!!"

Among the crowd, an elder gasped, his previously steady body standing up abruptly, his eyes filled with unbelievable shock.

Within the flames, the phantom of a massive, crimson dragon slowly spiraled into the air. Its dragon might was so vast that it forced the gathered elders—all Title Douluo level powerhouses—to subconsciously hold their breath.

"Dragon Might! This is a pure True Dragon bloodline! In terms of purity, it feels even stronger than Elder Mu's!!"

Another elder with a dragon-type Martial Soul widened his eyes, shot to his feet, and pointed a trembling finger at the giant dragon in the air, exclaiming.

Mu En's breathing also hitched, his withered fingers tightening slightly, shock and joy intertwined on his face.

As the Dragon God Douluo who possessed the Bright Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, he could naturally feel that Cao Longyan's bloodline was far superior to his own!

In the blink of an eye, the giant fire dragon descended from the sky and landed on the staff in Cao Longyan's hand.

With a flash of light, the once ordinary staff instantly erupted with purple-gold patterns. The giant dragon transformed into gilded markings that coiled around the staff, and the body of the staff began to burn with dark red hellfire.

"This... what kind of Martial Soul is this?!"

"A Tool Martial Soul? But why is the aura on this Tool Martial Soul so terrifying?! I have never seen such a Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent!"

"It seems Little Yan's Martial Soul is sealing an incomparably powerful True Dragon! Heaven bless our Shrek!"

Cao Longyan slowly opened his eyes, looking at the Martial Soul in his right palm, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

This is... the Ten Halls of Yama?!

The heirloom passed down through the Cao family for generations, the soul-bound weapon of Cao Yanbing from Rakshasa Street—had it now become his Martial Soul?!

BOOM—!!

Behind Cao Longyan, two guardian spirits, each three zhang tall, descended from thin air.

One man wore a fiery red tiger-patterned heavy armor, holding a hundred-pound giant hammer. His momentum was like a rainbow, steady as a mountain.

Another man wore profound black battle armor, holding two iron halberds. His murderous aura was heaven-shaking, like an Asura returned from hell.

"General Xu Chu, reporting to my Lord! I am willing to go through fire and water for the Cao family for generations!"

"General Dian Wei, reporting to my Lord! I will not refuse even death at your command!"

Two roars that shook the soul suddenly exploded within the Sea God Pavilion!

Two terrifying auras, no weaker than the Soul Grandmaster level, erupted from the two giants as they stood firmly in front of Cao Longyan.

The entire Sea God Pavilion fell into absolute silence.

All the elder masters sat frozen in their seats, their minds blank.

Shouldn't his Tool Martial Soul be of the Assault System? How could he summon?! Could it be the Summoning System?!

Mu En stood frozen on the spot, his eyes slightly moist.

Little Yan... he inherited his father's Guardian Spirit and his mother's Fire Dragon Martial Soul, and they are even more powerful than his parents'!

Little Liang, Little Xue, are you doing well over there? Little Yan, he...

Cao Longyan introduced his Martial Soul and Guardian Spirits to everyone present, and their expressions varied.

However, he did not reveal everything, for he knew his Guardian Spirits were not just two, but... seven!

Mu En pushed his wheelchair forward, took out a crystal ball, and held it out in front of Cao Longyan.

"Little Yan, place your hand on it. Great-grandfather will help you test your innate soul power."

"Alright, Great-grandfather."

Following Mu En's instructions, Cao Longyan gently placed both hands on the crystal ball.

The next second, the crystal ball flashed with dazzling light.

Innate Full Soul Power!

They looked at Cao Longyan as if they were looking at a monster.

Innate Full Soul Power, Ultimate Fire, True Dragon bloodline, and the ability to summon Guardian Spirits two levels higher than himself?!

But just then, a sudden change occurred!

A rift in space-time suddenly tore open in the sky, and a mass of black and white light shot straight toward the center of Cao Longyan's brow.

"Little Yan, watch out!"

Before Mu En could react, the ball of light had already merged into Cao Longyan's body.

A vast, holy, yet infinitely deathly divine consciousness surged into his spiritual sea like a tidal wave!

Cao Longyan felt his vision go black, and when he opened his eyes again, he was inside his own spiritual sea.

One half was black-red magma with a dazzling fireball in the center.

The other half was a milky white clearing with a black and white light orb in the center.

Looking at the scene before him, Cao Longyan didn't know what that light orb was, but he recognized that fireball!

It contained various Ultimate Fires, the power of the seven Great Guardian Spirits, and... the will of Cao Cao. It was the final piece of the puzzle to becoming the Flame Killing God capable of burning everything to ash!

And the fact that the light orb could stand on equal footing with it meant it was surely extraordinary!

Suddenly, the hypocritical face of Tang San flashed before Cao Longyan's eyes, followed by the manipulated life of Huo Yuhao and the fate of all living beings in Douluo being toyed with by the God Realm.

He clenched his fists tightly, looking at the fireball and the light orb with a firm gaze.

I, Cao Longyan, will not be Tang San's pawn, nor will I accept the charity of the God Realm.

I will achieve the status of Supreme God King and create a God Realm that belongs solely to me!

Tang San, your ten-thousand-year chess game to manipulate the beings of Douluo shall be overturned by my own hands!

Within the fireball, a blurred figure of a hero nodded slightly, casting a look of approval.

"Go ahead boldly, boy. This heavenly secret... I shall help you conceal it!"

Douluo God Realm

Tang San: "The child of destiny I appointed—why has his radiance dimmed?!"