On Earth, in the Wilderness Zone.
Su Yuntao was still immersed in the shadow of his recent death and the confusion of his resurrection. His mind was a mess as he stared blankly at his surroundings.
Su Changqing examined him, then suddenly clicked his tongue.
Although the cultivation system of the Douluo Continent was pitifully low-level, the peculiar trait of martial souls accompanying one's soul was rather interesting.
As the primordial ancestor of the Starry Sky Behemoths, creating life and bestowing bloodlines were extremely simple matters to him.
Since he had revived this unexpected variable, he might as well conduct an experiment while he was at it.
"You're lucky."
Su Changqing chuckled softly and slowly raised his right hand.
A drop of dark golden blood slowly seeped from his fingertip. The instant it appeared, a violent surge of energy erupted!
This was the gene of the Starry Sky Behemoth progenitor!
Then, with a single thought from Su Changqing, the fluctuation was suppressed!
He flicked his finger, and the drop of dark golden blood turned into a streak of light that instantly entered Su Yuntao's glabella.
"Ah—!"
Su Yuntao suddenly let out a miserable scream. His eyes instantly became bloodshot, while the skin all over his body began to swell and twist grotesquely.
Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, one white and one yellow Soul Ring rose uncontrollably beneath Su Yuntao's feet.
Immediately afterward, there was a soft bang.
Those two low-level Soul Rings, representing the laws of heaven and earth on the Douluo Continent, exploded into countless motes of light and shattered completely.
The Lone Wolf Spirit dwelling within his body was forcibly driven out, transforming into a weak gray wolf phantom that trembled in midair.
Yet that drop of dark golden Starry Sky Behemoth gene instantly pounced on the Lone Wolf Spirit like a tiger on its prey, ruthlessly tearing it apart!
Devouring, fusion.
Su Yuntao's screams abruptly stopped as his body was tightly wrapped in a dazzling dark golden cocoon of light.
Within the cocoon, the phantom of a colossal wolf large enough to blot out the sky slowly emerged.
The giant wolf was covered in hard dark golden scales from head to toe. Its eyes resembled two burning supernovas as it raised its head and released a silent, savage roar toward the endless galaxies.
The Starry Sky Behemoth gene had fused with the Douluo Continent's Beast Martial Soul.
Or rather, it was the product of the Starry Sky Behemoth gene strengthening and transforming the soul origin of a Beast Martial Soul Master from the Douluo Continent.
Su Changqing watched the scene and nodded slightly.
He extended a hand, injecting a gentle force of laws into the cocoon and forcibly suppressing the violent energy that was still trying to rise further.
The dark golden cocoon of light gradually dispersed.
The previously ordinary-looking, even somewhat sleazy little Spirit Hall deacon had vanished. In his place stood an unfamiliar young man with a tall, lean frame and a resolute, cold face.
His long hair was dark gold, and a hard metallic sheen faintly flowed across the surface of his skin.
This was the change brought by genetic reshaping. Even his appearance, bones, and temperament had undergone earth-shaking transformations—a complete reconstruction at the level of genes and origin.
Su Yuntao slowly opened his eyes and felt the terrifying power within him, as vast and unfathomable as an abyssal sea.
"Your foundation is too poor."
Su Changqing looked at him and spoke calmly. "Even with my Origin Gene modifying you, Stellar Level is already the limit of this body."
"If I gave you even a little more power, you would explode on the spot, leaving neither corpse nor bones behind."
"Once your body adapts to this power and gradually unlocks that drop of blood, you can continue growing in the future. It will be enough for you to reach Immortal Level."
"However, this is ultimately forced growth. Your upper limit has therefore been completely locked in place."
Stellar Level?
Poor foundation?
Explosion?
Immortal Level?
Su Yuntao could not understand the specific meaning behind any of these terms, but he could clearly sense his current state.
Powerful.
Powerful beyond anything he had ever experienced!
He felt that as long as he casually clenched his fist and threw a punch, he could smash Spirit City, the most magnificent city on the Douluo Continent, into ruins.
What made his soul tremble even more was the immense life force within him, surging like an ocean.
Back when he had been a level-twenty-six Soul Grandmaster, even if he remained free of illness and disaster, living past a hundred would have been his utmost limit.
But now, he had an intense intuition.
Even if ten thousand years passed, he would still retain this young, strong body at its peak.
This feeling was practically immortality!
"Th-this... is this the power of this world?"
Su Yuntao stared blankly at his hands, almost unable to believe that this was real.
There had once been a legend on the Douluo Continent: after becoming a Title Douluo, one could continue cultivating, and after reaching level ninety-nine Soul Power, open the path to godhood!
After becoming a god, one could attain immortality!
Su Yuntao had done nothing at all, yet because the mysterious young man before him had casually bestowed a drop of blood upon him, he had directly reached the point of immortality!
As Su Yuntao sank into profound shock, a sense of awe originating from the deepest part of his soul and engraved into his new bloodline genes suddenly surged into his heart.
He looked at Su Changqing and felt that the man before him was the one and only being between heaven and earth—the supreme creator who had granted him a new life.
He could not muster even the slightest thought of resistance. His mind contained nothing but absolute submission.
Thud!
Su Yuntao's knees gave way, and he fell heavily to his knees.
"I, Su Yuntao, will be utterly loyal to Master from this day onward."
His voice was filled with fanaticism and devotion.
"I am Master's most loyal hound! Even if Master tells me to die right now, I will not so much as frown!"
He had truly been completely won over.
He had spent so many years as a low-ranking deacon in Spirit Hall, constantly reading others' expressions and running about everywhere. He had never even been assigned missions involving slightly higher-level Soul Beasts.
But now, he had risen to the heavens in a single step, becoming a powerhouse capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods of Douluo!
And all of this had merely been a casual act of charity from his master.
Following Master could not possibly be wrong!
"There's no need for you to die."
Su Changqing looked down at Su Yuntao, who was kneeling at his feet, and chuckled.
"From now on, closely monitor the other cross-world travelers who came from the Douluo Continent. You must keep track of every move they make."
"Remember, on Earth, you may not use power beyond Planetary Level. I will conceal the aura of another world on you so that you do not attract unnecessary trouble."
With that, Su Changqing casually waved his hand.
An invisible membrane covered Su Yuntao's body, instantly sealing the fluctuations of his Douluo Continent soul and the violent Stellar-Level energy aura tightly within him.
From the outside, his aura now completely resembled that of a native Earth War God Level Martial Artist, with nothing remarkable about him.
"This subordinate obeys!" Su Yuntao respectfully accepted the order in a loud voice.
When he raised his head again, the space before him was already empty.
The master who had bestowed supreme fortune upon him had vanished without a trace, as though he had never appeared at all.
Su Yuntao rose to his feet and clenched his fists, feeling the destructive power at his fingertips.
The Douluo Continent?
He no longer cared about it at all.
Now, he had only one identity: his master's loyal hound left behind on Earth. His entire existence and the rest of his life had only one purpose—to carry out every order issued by his master without fail!
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