Dragon Soul

Nine-colored starry sky!

The sky was completely occupied by nine-colored rays of light. As the galaxy swirled, billions of massive dragon shadows circled and soared. Their scales reflected the starlight, and their roars shook the universe. Every flick of their tails caused the nebulae to surge, with a momentum as majestic as the dawn of creation.

Among the myriad dragon clans, nine exceptionally towering Dragon Kings stood at the four corners. Nine distinct colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—flowed across their bodies. Their horns were like pillars supporting the heavens, and their eyes were like eternal divine flames. Each governed a star domain, their majesty awe-inspiring; they were the Nine Dragon Kings who ruled over all dragons.

Above the Nine Dragon Kings, two figures that transcended all living beings sat at the center of the star sea.

One was a supreme giant dragon interwoven with nine colors. Its body was so vast it obscured half the starry sky, its dragon might as overwhelming as the descent of the Heavenly Dao. Its nine-colored scales were layered, and its dragon whiskers hung down like long, starry waterfalls. With a mere tilt of its head and closed eyes, ten thousand dragons bowed in submission.

Beside it nestled another nine-colored dragon shadow. Its form was slightly smaller, its silhouette still bearing a touch of youthful immaturity, yet it was equally radiant and brimming with spiritual energy. Its nine-colored luster was pure and translucent. Though not yet fully grown, it already exuded a nobility that did not lose to the supreme dragon. It stood shoulder-to-shoulder with the giant dragon, sharing dominion over the vast dragon clans and the brilliant star sea.

Everything was peaceful and thriving.

The scene suddenly shuddered!

A flash of white light streaked by, and everything changed.

Mountains and rivers crumbled, the nine-colored light shattered, and the heavens wailed. A gray, bloody aura gradually permeated the entire scene. The circling dragons let out shrill, mournful cries. Their tough scales shattered inch by inch under an invisible pressure, and their thick dragon tendons snapped. The massive bodies that once soared through the star sea fell from the high heavens one after another like ragdolls that had lost all their strength.

Dragon blood stained the broken nebulae red, and the foul stench of blood dispelled all starlight. Every falling giant dragon was accompanied by the collapse of a star domain. Billions of dragon shadows slammed into the fractured earth, kicking up clouds of dust and waves of blood. The once vibrant dragon star domain instantly turned into a living hell.

Even the nine great Dragon Kings, who ruled over all dragons with unparalleled majesty, could not escape this catastrophe. Their nine-colored blood mingled together, turning into a torrential rain of blood. One by one, the towering bodies of the Dragon Kings lost their vitality, crashed down, and perished completely, stripped of their former divine might.

Amidst this sky full of falling dragon shadows, the two supreme nine-colored dragon figures at the very center of the star sea had already transformed into human forms.

The young nine-colored figure knelt on the ground, a nine-colored spear piercing through his chest.

Standing before him, the man in the nine-colored robe, whose aura was even more powerful, had eyes filled with madness, yet a small part of them held suppressed pain.

The young figure's aura grew weaker, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished by the slightest breeze at any moment.

"Father, I owe you nothing now..."

The divine realm collapsed, and the heavens wailed!

The black-haired, black-eyed youth sat by the window, his handsome profile illuminated by the light filtering in. He stared into the distance, lost in thought.

"Shen Nanxun, what are you thinking about?"

Na'er had appeared at the doorway at some point, asking softly.

"Nothing." Shen Nanxun snapped back to reality, shaking his head to cast away the chaotic thoughts.

"What's wrong?"

Na'er pointed toward the living room: "Mom asked me to call you for dinner."

"Alright, coming."

Shen Nanxun replied, tidying up the items on his desk. As he walked out, he couldn't help but ask Qian Renxue in his Sea of Consciousness.

"Sister Xue, what do you think is going on? Logically speaking, I awakened a new martial soul, but why is it in this state?"

In the Sea of Consciousness, Qian Renxue was examining the nine-colored ball of light before her.

Calling it a ball of light wasn't entirely accurate. It was more like a solidified nine-colored nebula. The nine colors rotated, each carrying a completely different aura of power, yet they coexisted harmoniously within this halo, as if they were meant to be together and had never been separated.

Ever since that day, this ball of light had appeared in his Sea of Consciousness. But other than the scene he witnessed when he awakened his martial soul, there had been nothing else.

It did not appear in the form of a martial soul like Qian Renxue, nor could he communicate with it.

Qian Renxue crossed her arms, her purple eyes filled with a scrutinizing light.

"I'm not sure, but it's certain that you awakened a martial soul; after all, it did grant you a soul ring. This state is indeed special. However, there's no need to worry. As long as it can grant you soul rings normally, you can ignore the rest for now."

After she finished speaking, she leaned back lazily, and the Sky-Light Rabbit immediately came over to knead her shoulders and beat her back, acting quite obsequious.

"I'd be more than happy if no one came to fight me for control of the Sea of Consciousness, so rest easy..."

At the dining table, Ye Li had already prepared a feast. This time it wasn't anything abstract; it was a real, hearty meal.

Na'er was already seated, looking well-behaved. Shen Xing had also returned from Ming Capital. She sat next to Na'er, secretly using her chopsticks to snatch a piece of pork rib and stuff it into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.

Even the busy Shen Yue was sitting at the table. She hadn't had time to change out of her military uniform, but the corners of her mouth were turned up. Aside from Shen's father, who was working in Ming Capital, the whole family was present.

Shen Nanxun had just turned from the hallway into the dining room. Before he could see what dishes were on the table, Shen Xing had already sprung from her chair. Holding his bowl in one hand, she used lightning speed to precisely pick the largest, fattest piece of braised pork rib from the plate and drop it into his bowl.

"Come, come, let's add some meat for our great hero!"

Shen Nanxun helplessly rubbed his forehead and pulled out a chair to sit down. "Second Sister, I think you're fine just treating me the way you usually do."

At that moment, a pair of chopsticks reached over from the side and placed a large shrimp into his bowl.

It was Na'er!

One had to know that this girl used to be eager to snatch food from his bowl, but now she was taking the initiative to serve him.

However, Shen Nanxun wasn't surprised. Ever since that day, Na'er had changed a lot. She wasn't as confrontational with him as before, and her tone was often much softer.

She really did seem like a well-behaved girl now.

But by now, he roughly understood why Na'er had appeared in North Sea City. Ultimately, it was because of him. According to Qian Renxue, his own martial soul would bring him divinity, and Na'er must have been attracted by the aura of his second martial soul.

Although he wasn't entirely sure who this second martial soul was yet, he had a rough guess in his heart.

Ye Li looked at the youngsters tenderly and asked Shen Yue, who was beside her: "How did things go with the legion?"

"Just as Xiao Xing said, this time we owe it all to Xiao Xun." Shen Yue's expression tightened, and she said in a low voice, "Aside from Chen He, two others were rooted out of the legion; they were in the same squad as him. They were reselling some of our soul-guided shells, reaching as high as level five. Fortunately, we discovered it in time, so the losses weren't too severe."

"However, it is still outrageous. I never expected the Evil Soul Masters to dare reach their hands into the legion."

Shen Nanxun remained silent, but he was deep in thought regarding this matter. Without a doubt, this was the Holy Spirit Cult making preparations, their goal naturally being that devastating catastrophe years down the line.

But thinking about it, if the Evil Soul Masters could infiltrate the North Sea Legion, other legions were likely unavoidable as well. And there was no guarantee that certain people within the military weren't tacitly allowing it.

After all, the outcome of this matter was something many parties were willing to see; it wasn't just the Spirit Pagoda pushing things from behind the scenes.

"Na'er, why are you spacing out?"

Shen Xing poked Na'er's little cheek, looking somewhat puzzled.

Coming back to her senses, Na'er immediately lowered her head and shoveled the rice in her bowl.

These past few days, the number of times Na'er had spent staring blankly at Shen Nanxun had only increased, and sometimes she would even drool.

Shen Nanxun deliberately leaned in close to her and lightly tapped the young girl's forehead. "If you do that again, I'll let you take a bite if you let me take a bite."

A gleam of interest flashed in the depths of his eyes. As for the future, who would end up devouring whom was still far from certain.