Nine-Colored Soul Rings, Blessings from the Five God Kings

The figures of the five God Kings hovered in midair, their presence blanketing the entire world.

The villagers of Holy Soul Village had long since fallen to their knees, trembling so badly they did not dare raise their heads. Su Yuntao's legs shook as he clung to the table just to stay upright, his lips quivering soundlessly.

Only Lin Chen remained where he was, looking up at the five towering silhouettes of light.

He was not afraid.

It was strange. Any one of them could crush him countless times with a mere thought, yet he could not feel the slightest fear. The gray mark on his palm grew faintly warm, as if responding to something.

"Little one, what is your name?"

The one who spoke was the golden silhouette in the center. Her voice was gentle and pleasant, carrying a woman's softness yet also an unquestionable majesty.

"Lin Chen."

"Lin Chen..." The Goddess of Kindness repeated his name. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Do you know what the mark on your palm is?"

Lin Chen shook his head.

He truly did not know. In the seven days since he had transmigrated here, he had tried every possible way to examine his body. Other than finding that he slept especially well, he had discovered nothing unusual.

"That is Father God's mark," the Goddess of Kindness said slowly. "The source imprint of the Creator God."

The moment those words were spoken, the purple silhouette beside her visibly trembled. That was the God of Destruction, surrounded by dark purple lightning, his aura so violent it seemed ready to tear apart the heavens at any moment.

"Kindness, are you sure? Father God willingly split himself apart back then. His source was divided into five, and only then did we come to be. How could there possibly be a sixth seed left in this world?"

"There is no mistake." The Goddess of Kindness spoke with certainty. "I will never forget this aura. Before Father God fell, he once told me, 'Everything has cracks; that is where the light gets in.' I never understood what that meant until today."

She paused, and a trace of complicated emotion entered her voice. "So Father God had made preparations when he split his source. He hid away the most essential part of his source, waiting for the right time to be reborn into the world."

The other four God Kings fell silent.

Lin Chen was somewhat bewildered, but he roughly understood. He had stumbled into an enormous windfall and become the Creator God's successor.

"Then what am I now?" he asked.

"Our little brother," the Goddess of Kindness said with a soft laugh. Within the light, the faint outline of an exquisitely beautiful face emerged.

"Father God's source gave birth to the five of us, while you inherited his most essential power. By seniority, you truly are our youngest brother."

"Big Sister is right." The green silhouette beside her spoke. Her voice was gentle as water; she was the Goddess of Life. "Since Father God chose him, it is fate. As his elder siblings, we cannot possibly treat our little brother poorly."

As she spoke, she lightly tapped with her fingertip. A stream of emerald light descended from the sky and entered Lin Chen's body.

Lin Chen's entire body jolted as though something had exploded within him.

His meridians expanded, his blood boiled, and the warm current in his dantian surged in an instant, like a dried-up riverbed suddenly flooded with rushing water. He could clearly feel his Soul Power soaring—level one, level two, level three...

It did not stop until it reached the threshold of level thirty.

"This is the power of the source of life. It will help you establish the best possible foundation," the Goddess of Life said softly. "Your Soul Power has already reached the level-thirty bottleneck. Once you absorb a Soul Ring, you will be able to break through."

Before Lin Chen could thank her, the God of Destruction made his move as well.

A beam of dark purple light entered his body, carrying a violent aura of destruction.

Yet strangely, this power did not harm him. Instead, it formed a protective layer within his body, shielding his meridians like armor.

"Kid, this is my power of destruction. If anyone dares bully you in the future, use it to beat them up." The God of Destruction snorted, his tone fierce, but Lin Chen could hear a trace of concern beneath it.

Immediately afterward, a blood-red beam and a dark beam descended at the same time.

The God of Asura and the God of Evil had made their moves as well.

The four divine powers intertwined and fused within Lin Chen's body before finally flowing into the gray mark on his palm.

The mark lit up. It was no longer the faint, barely visible thing it had been before, but transformed into clear patterns, like an ancient eye slowly opening.

The Goddess of Kindness had not acted yet.

Only after the other four God Kings had finished did she speak. "Lin Chen, the five of us have each given you a portion of our power, but none of this is Father God's true inheritance. How far you can go will still depend on your own fortune."

As she spoke, she pointed a finger.

Lin Chen's palm burned as the gray mark erupted with a dazzling light.

When the light faded, he looked down and froze.

Three Soul Rings slowly revolved around his body.

They were not the usual colors of Soul Rings. The three rings displayed an indescribable color, as though every color had been crushed together and then recombined. They shimmered with radiant light, so beautiful that no one could look away.

Nine-colored.

"Th-this..." Su Yuntao's eyes widened, and he nearly stopped breathing. "N-nine-colored Soul Rings? What kind of Soul Rings are these? They have never appeared in history!"

Forget him—even Tang Hao was dumbfounded.

The Clear Sky Douluo had lived for most of his life. What strange and rare Martial Souls had he not seen? Yet he had truly never heard of nine-colored Soul Rings.

"Each Soul Ring represents mastery over a law," the Goddess of Kindness's voice sounded in Lin Chen's mind.

"The first ring holds the Law of Five Elements; the second ring, the Law of Yin and Yang; the third ring, the Law of Destruction. As for the later rings: the fourth is life, the fifth reincarnation, the sixth karma, the seventh is your Martial Soul Avatar, the eighth fate, and the ninth time and space. Once your cultivation reaches the required level, the Soul Rings will naturally awaken."

Lin Chen's heart pounded wildly.

Five Elements, Yin and Yang, destruction... any one of those was a supreme law, yet now all of them had been packed into his Soul Rings alone.

"But remember this," the Goddess of Kindness said sternly, "though the power of laws is strong, your body is still fragile. If you forcibly use power beyond what you can withstand, it will backlash against you."

"Understood." Lin Chen nodded.

He felt as though he had won a five-million lottery prize. He was so excited that he wanted to jump in circles three times on the spot, but he had to keep his expression under control. He could not lose his composure before so many people.

The figures of the five God Kings began to turn transparent. It was clear that they were about to leave.

"Lin Chen," the Goddess of Kindness said one last thing before departing, "the gates of the Divine Realm will always stand open for you. Once you have grown strong enough, we will wait for you in the Divine Realm."

As her voice fell, the five silhouettes of light shot into the sky and vanished into the clouds.

The world returned to normal.

Sunlight streamed down once more, and a breeze swept through the treetops. Everything looked no different from before. If the gray mark on his palm had not still been burning, Lin Chen might have thought everything that had just happened was a dream.

"L-Lin Chen..." Old Jack approached unsteadily, his face filled with shock and joy. "Y-you, this is..."

"Grandpa Jack." Lin Chen grinned. "I think I awakened a pretty good Martial Soul."