Beast God Di Tian

"I would never walk such a path."

Yin Chen murmured inwardly.

Though he and Huo Yuhao were not on the same road, they were destined to intersect in this era that was about to be swept up in turmoil.

This is a race.

A faint yet confident smile curled at Yin Chen's lips.

A race against the child of destiny.

For now, he was far ahead.

At eleven years old, he was a rank-thirty-eight Soul Elder with a superb Martial Soul, backed by the Star Luo Imperial Family and, in the shadows, the vast forces of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao had only just begun and was still striving to enter Shrek Academy.

And I will remain ahead.

Yin Chen's conviction was unwavering.

Even if Huo Yuhao was favored by this world's destiny and had a God King watching over him, he was confident he would win this contest.

So what if he was the child of destiny? So what if a God King had laid out the board?

My destiny can only be written by me.

Yin Chen withdrew his gaze from the window, slowly closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

On a patch of grass beside a stream at the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, a bonfire crackled as the rich aroma of grilled fish filled the air.

The eleven-year-old Huo Yuhao, still wearing an expression of dazed excitement after his recent stroke of fortune, deftly turned the fish in his hands over the fire before carefully handing them to the blue-clad young man Beibei and the pretty purple-clad girl Tang Ya beside him.

Not long ago, he had survived certain death. Not only had he miraculously lived, but he had also fused with the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, a Soul Beast claiming to be a million years old, gaining an unprecedented million-year Soul Ring and a source of spiritual power so vast it was unimaginable.

Afterward, he accepted Tang Ya's invitation and joined the Tang Sect, which had once been glorious but had now declined. He became Beibei's junior brother and received a promise that he could enter Shrek Academy's Outer Court without examination under the Tang Sect's quota.

At that moment, the boy's face was filled with hope for the future as he chatted and laughed with Beibei and Tang Ya in a warm, harmonious atmosphere.

Yet this heartwarming scene, along with the earthshaking energy fluctuations and descent of divine consciousness from before, had all fallen precisely into the eyes of several "spectators" perched atop a towering ancient tree in the distance.

The leader was a girl who appeared to be around eleven or twelve years old.

She wore a simple silver dress, her graceful figure just beginning to take shape. Her long silver hair flowed over her shoulders like moonlight, making her exquisite features seem even more crystalline.

Most striking of all were her purple eyes, clear and translucent as though they contained the birth and death of stars, yet carrying an aloofness and coldness that looked down upon all living things.

She stood there quietly, as if she had merged with the entire forest, yet also seemed to stand apart from it.

She had witnessed everything that had just happened: the fusion of Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and Huo Yuhao, as well as the fragment of divine consciousness from another world, radiating contradictory auras of dense death and holiness, quietly taking up residence within him.

Beside her stood two figures with entirely different auras, both equally chilling.

To her left stood a middle-aged man with black hair and golden eyes. He was tall and powerfully built, with resolute features. His body exuded a presence as heavy as mountains and as majestic as an emperor's; simply standing there seemed to cause the surrounding air to freeze.

He was the ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King—Di Tian.

On her right was an enchanting black-haired woman with a voluptuous figure and stunning features, though her skin bore an unnatural pallor. A faint aura of deathly stillness lingered around her, utterly at odds with this vibrant forest.

With lowered brows and submissive eyes, she even deliberately softened her breathing. She was Lingyuan Douluo, an elder of Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago, resurrected after death by the True Blood of Myriad Karmas and transformed into a Nirvana Corpse.

At that moment, whether it was the imposing and domineering Di Tian or Lingyuan Douluo, both maintained absolute respect before the silver-haired girl, even with a faint trace of barely perceptible awe.

Di Tian's golden eyes swept over Huo Yuhao and the other two, who were happily gathered in the distance, before finally settling on the silver-haired girl. He spoke in a deep voice with a metallic texture.

"Master, that is Sky Dream Ice Silkworm. I never expected that after having his life essence drained dry, he would still be able to escape and choose such a weak human... Shall I..."

He did not finish the rest, but the meaning was obvious—whether they should capture Sky Dream Ice Silkworm or erase the human boy.

The silver-haired girl addressed as "Master"—the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena—continued to watch Huo Yuhao calmly, as though assessing an interesting object.

She gently shook her head, her cool voice flowing like an icy spring.

"There is no need. That boy is favored by the plane's destiny. Attacking him now would inevitably provoke a backlash from the plane's destiny and might even draw the attention of those beings in the God Realm. Now is not the time for us to expose ourselves."

"Yes, Master."

Di Tian answered in a deep voice and said no more.

He had no doubts whatsoever about his master's judgment.

As for Lingyuan Douluo beside them, she was trembling with fear, scarcely daring to breathe as she inwardly cried out in misery.

She truly felt that she had the worst luck imaginable.

Back then, in order to escape from Yan Shaozhe and Manyi, she had fled blindly into the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest, only to run headlong into the terrifying black-haired, golden-eyed being before her.

She had roamed the continent for many years and had even seen countless powerful figures ten thousand years ago, but she had never felt such despairing pressure.

The other party had needed only one move—no, he had not even truly made a move. His mere aura had completely suppressed her and captured her alive.

Afterward, she had been taken to the legendary Lake of Life, where the vitality was so immense it was suffocating.

There, she witnessed an unimaginable sight—counting Di Tian, who had captured her, there were a full seven terrifying Soul Beasts whose auras made even her soul tremble.

Compared to these beings, the two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast overlords who had caused her death ten thousand years ago were as docile as house cats.

Yet what frightened and astonished her most was the silver-haired girl before her, who had taken human form and possessed cultivation no greater than that of a Soul Elder.

The Lord of Soul Beasts, the true master of the Star Dou Great Forest, and the faith of all Soul Beasts.

Having died once, Lingyuan Douluo cherished this hard-won second life more than anyone.

Before true supreme power, the little pride she had possessed as a Title Douluo had long been crushed to pieces, leaving behind only the purest awe and desire to survive.

She carefully restrained every trace of her aura and every thought, afraid of provoking even the slightest displeasure from her master.

"You may return."

Gu Yuena withdrew her gaze from Huo Yuhao. Deep within her amethyst-like eyes, a barely noticeable ripple flashed.

"Master, you... you have truly decided to go to the human world yourself?"

Di Tian's voice was low and filled with concern.

"Your injuries are far from healed. Having taken human form now, your strength is less than one percent of what it was. The human world is treacherous and deceitful. Though those ants themselves cannot threaten you, if... if the God Realm discovers your existence, that would be the true catastrophe."