Martial Soul Awakening

Eastsea City, orphanage.

Today was the annual Martial Soul Awakening Day, an old tradition on the Douluo Continent.

Inside the large awakening room, among the children waiting for their awakening, Xiling stood out with his head of white hair and azure-blue eyes.

In his previous life, he lost both parents and had to shoulder the heavy burden of caring for his younger siblings when he hadn't even finished elementary school.

He finally raised his younger siblings into adulthood, but he died of illness brought on by overwork.

When he opened his eyes again, he had transmigrated to this era of Dragon King Legend.

Dust-covered memories quietly surged, inevitably leaving him with a trace of melancholy. It has been six years. I wonder how those two little ones are doing over there.

Are they well fed? Are they dressed warmly? Is anyone bullying them?

Amidst his drifting thoughts, a clear call suddenly pulled him back to reality.

"Xiling!"

Hearing his name, Xiling snapped out of it. Is it my turn?

He couldn't help feeling a bit of anticipation in his heart. What kind of Martial Soul would he awaken?

In the current era, the bloodlines of the Golden and Silver Dragon suppressed all races. If he awakened an ordinary Beast Martial Soul, the chances were high that it would be useless.

In comparison, a Tool Martial Soul was the result he looked forward to the most right now.

As Xiling walked to the center of the awakening room, the Spirit Transmitter activated the awakening array. Rays of white light lit up sequentially from the array patterns, which spread and slithered, converging entirely beneath Xiling's feet.

Xiling only felt a long-dormant power awaken within his body, as if stimulated by something.

In the palm of his right hand, a quaint and understated dark gold gemstone slowly emerged.

At the same instant, those pure azure-blue eyes instantly were covered by a layer of gold, deep and unfathomable.

With him as the center, the surrounding air distorted, and formless space produced layers of fine ripples, vibrating slightly.

Inside the awakening room, the array trembled violently. The Spirit Transmitter's body hair stood on end, his face turned as pale as paper, and an extreme chill originating from the depths of his soul swept through his entire body, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

The remaining children waiting for awakening in the room cried out in terror, instinctively curling up and retreating, not daring to approach even half a step.

Outside, in the blink of an eye, the entire dome of the sky over Eastsea City suddenly lost its color. Daylight faded away, and thick, heavy purple mists rolled in layers, staining the sky for ten thousand miles.

The void trembled, visible cracks crisscrossed, space shattered inch by inch, and fine, fierce golden spatial fissures spread across the firmament.

A biting and desolate void pressure poured down like the collapse of the nine heavens, heavily blanketing the entire Eastsea City.

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, the clouds rolled and tore apart, and a towering, majestic giant dragon phantom flickered in and out of view. Dragon might shook the sky, terrifying the firmament.

The terrifying anomaly swept across a radius of ten thousand miles, and even affected the entire Douluo Continent.

Across the continent, all top powerhouses, regardless of how far apart they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, experienced a violent shock in their minds at the exact same instant, abruptly looking toward the direction of Eastsea City.

In the core of the Star Dou Forest, the newly awakened Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena was just about to deliver her domineering declaration of conquering the world.

Seeming to sense something, her purple vertical pupils pierced through layers of trees and looked toward Eastsea City, her eyes filled with disbelief.

At the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, Shrek Academy, and the Federation Military Headquarters, several Titled Douluos stood up in unison, their expressions extremely solemn.

The barrier of the Abyssal Plane trembled slightly because of this spatial power, and the pitch-black eroding force instinctively shrank back.

In Eastsea City, countless commoners looked up at the eerie firmament, everyone wearing a look of panic.

"It was a clear sky just a moment ago. Why did the sky suddenly turn into this?!"

"What is that phantom in the sky? Is it a soul beast? How terrifying!"

"Is this the end of the world?"

Fear, unease, and panic spread among the crowd.

In the spatial realm belonging to the Plane Master, the exact same scene played out, except that unlike the outside world, the origin power here was being continuously extracted by those spatial fissures.

Feeling the loss of his own power, the sleeping Tang Hao was instantly jolted awake.

"Damn it, who on earth is causing mischief! You already have the path of courting death!"

Just as he was about to mobilize divine power to resist, an extreme Spatial Imprisonment suddenly locked down all directions.

The space around his body completely solidified, his limbs were completely unable to move, and all connection with the Douluo Plane was forcibly severed.

A dignified Second-Level God, with heaven-shaking divine power, was actually suppressed to the point where he couldn't move a single inch.

He could only stand like an impotent husband, watching his power be devoured, completely unable to do anything.

Just at the moment when Tang Hao's heart and soul shattered, thinking that his demise was certain, the rampaging spatial fissures abruptly stopped their plundering, slowly contracting, and finally completely dissipated into nothingness.

Meanwhile, the plane consciousness, which should have been completely suppressed by Tang Hao and was on the verge of perishing, gained a moment of respite and regained part of the authority over the Douluo Plane.

Even though those sudden spatial fissures had absorbed the spatial authority of the Douluo Plane—a fact that made the plane consciousness feel very uncomfortable—it was precisely because of those spatial fissures that it was prevented from perishing right then and there.

In comparison, merely losing spatial authority was nothing that hard to accept.

Eastsea City, orphanage.

Xiling slightly raised his head, and those emotionless golden eyes seemed to pierce through layers of obstruction to land on the giant dragon soaring in the sky.

All the information about this giant dragon suddenly surged into his mind.

As the dark golden gem in his hand completely solidified, the phenomenon receded like a tide as if it had never appeared at all.

From start to finish, it took less than ten short seconds.

Xiling's eyes turned azure blue again, and the indifference deep within his eyes dissipated without a trace.

He looked down at the dark golden gem quietly floating in the palm of his right hand, and the arc at the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

"Void Core!"

This was the Herrscher Core of Sirin, the Second Herrscher and Herrscher of the Void from the Honkai Impact 3rd world, wielding spatial authority!

As for the giant dragon phantom that had appeared over Eastsea City just moments ago, it was precisely the Companion Honkai Beast of the Herrscher of the Void, the Judgment-class Honkai Beast Benares.

It possessed the three elemental powers of fire, ice, and lightning itself, though perhaps due to the different plane, its strength could only reach the Limit Douluo level.

This made Xiling involuntarily sigh in his heart, As expected, having a cheat is just different!

Looking at the Spirit Transmitter who was stunned in place and had yet to snap out of it, Xiling gave a reminder, "Uncle, I haven't tested my Innate Soul Power yet."

Hearing Xiling's voice, the Spirit Transmitter gave a sudden start and looked at that Void Core, his eyes filled with burning heat.

"Right, right, right, test the Soul Power!" He hurriedly took out a crystal ball and handed it to Xiling, "Little fellow, just put your hand on it."

An unprecedented Martial Soul, yet the awakening momentum could bring such strong oppression to him, a three-ring Soul Elder—this child was definitely a genius!

If he could pull him into the Spirit Pagoda, promotion and a salary raise were right around the corner! A bright future seemed to be beckoning to him.

Indeed, as the Spirit Transmitter expected.

The very next second Xiling's hand gently pressed onto the Soul Power testing crystal ball, a dazzling and eye-catching light instantly filled the crystal ball!

"Innate Full Soul Power! Truly a genius! This child is fated with me!"

The Spirit Transmitter was overjoyed in his heart. He squatted down and revealed what he thought was a very amiable smile, "Little Xiling, are you interested in joining the Spirit Pagoda?"

Looking at the Spirit Transmitter's excited gaze, Xiling smiled, shook his head, and politely declined the Spirit Transmitter's invitation.

After registering his Martial Soul, the Void Core, he left.

Watching his performance and bonus drifting away from him, the Spirit Transmitter felt a pang of heartache, but he also knew that such matters could not be forced.

After watching Xiling depart, he finally took out his Soul Guidance communicator and reported Xiling's information to the upper levels.

After finishing all this, he continued to awaken Martial Souls for the remaining children.