Following the Divine Son in This Life, Ascending to the Divine Realm, Transcending into Immortality!

Outside the hall, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Li Changsheng left with Feng Ling, and the vast, shadowy hall within the Holy Spirit Forbidden Grounds was once again occupied by only three supreme figures: Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao, and Zhongli Wu.

The humility and reverence they had shown the Divine Son earlier vanished completely, and the three returned to the composed, inscrutable bearing of Limit Douluo who stood at the peak of the age.

Ye Xishui narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly as she stared toward the hall doors, taking the lead in breaking the silence.

"What do you two think?"

Zhongli Wu froze for a moment. Still unable to fully recover from the ecstatic shock of the Immortal Divine Seed and the God King's promise, he instinctively scratched his head. "Huh? Think about what?"

His mind was filled with the prospect of following the Divine Son to ascend to the Divine Realm, escaping mortal shackles and breaking free from a lifespan of mere centuries. For the moment, his thoughts had not caught up.

Long Xiaoyao's gaze was steady. His brow lifted slightly as he instantly grasped Ye Xishui's meaning and asked in a deep voice,

"Xishui, do you doubt the Divine Son's identity?"

Ye Xishui gently shook her head, her gaze incomparably certain.

"Doubt is not the right word."

"That utterly pure dual divine power, transcending the laws of the lower realm, and that perspective and vision overlooking the ages—no mortal could possibly fake such things."

"Other than being the true son of a God King, can either of you think of another possibility?"

Long Xiaoyao and Zhongli Wu fell silent at the same time.

They could not.

Not even remotely.

That innate divinity and the origin of divine power could not be imitated.

"Then what are you worried about?" Long Xiaoyao pressed.

Ye Xishui raised her eyes and swept her gaze over the two men, her tone immensely grave.

"I am not concerned with whether it is true or false. I am asking whether you have truly made up your minds."

"Protecting a young boy as he slowly grows may seem simple, but in truth, it means staking the legacies and lives of all three of us, the Holy Spirit Cult's centuries of foundations, and even completely overturning the balance between good and evil across the entire continent."

"This gamble means defying fate. Either we ascend to the Divine Realm in a single step, or we are doomed beyond redemption and utterly destroyed."

As those words fell, the atmosphere in the hall instantly grew heavy.

Because when the time came, they might face not only the righteous factions led by Shrek Academy, but also every evil soul master of the Holy Spirit Cult apart from themselves.

Just as they had said earlier, their cultivation had already reached its peak. Ordinary methods of cultivation could no longer satisfy them.

With Li Changsheng's promise, they no longer needed to obtain power through slaughter.

But the others were different.

Zhongli Wu took a deep breath. Intense fervor and excitement erupted in his eyes as he spoke without the slightest hesitation.

"I made up my mind long ago!"

"This is a supreme opportunity unseen in ten thousand years, impossible to find even in a thousand!"

"We cultivated bitterly for centuries, trapped beneath the ceiling of mortality. Our lifespans are nearly exhausted, the road ahead has ended, and we are doomed to remain forever in the lower realm!"

"Now, the Divine Son is pointing the way. Immortality is within reach, and the Divine Realm can be climbed! Only an idiot would refuse to gamble!"

Long Xiaoyao nodded heavily as well. His eyes held deep gratitude and lingering fear as he sighed.

"That is right."

"To be honest, we should count ourselves lucky. We ought to be secretly celebrating."

"Fortunately, those idiots in Shrek who call themselves righteous are blind, narrow-minded, and arbitrary!"

"If they had known what was good for them, understood reverence, and had not recklessly labeled the Divine Son an evil soul master, he would most likely have settled directly in Shrek."

"At that point, forget about clinging to his coattails, receiving Divine Seeds, hoping for immortality, or ascending to the Divine Realm."

"Before long, the Holy Spirit Cult would have been casually wiped out by the Divine Son. The three of us would not even know how we died!"

At that thought, both men felt a chill run through their bodies, fear lingering in their hearts.

The difference was simply that absurd!

One thought apart, worlds apart!

Seeing this, a relieved smile appeared on Ye Xishui's peerlessly beautiful face as she finally set aside all her concerns.

"Since both of you have made your decision."

"Then we act at once. Transform the entire cult, purge the corrupt practices of the evil path, and swear to assist the Divine Son unto death!"

"From this day onward, the three of us shall fight for the Divine Son alone!"

Their gazes met, and each of them was filled with resolve!

They would gamble!

All in, with everything on the line!

In this life, they would follow the Divine Son, ascend to the Divine Realm, and transcend into immortality!

Meanwhile.

Outside the forbidden grounds' great hall, within the dark and seemingly endless corridor of demonic rock.

Feng Ling followed closely beside Li Changsheng, obediently matching his every step.

This peerless beauty, who handled countless affairs for the Holy Spirit Cult, held the high position of deputy cult leader, possessed a steady temperament, and had weathered countless storms, still found an earth-shattering tide churning within her heart, refusing to settle.

The more she thought about it, the more shocked she became. The more she thought, the more unbelievable it seemed.

A young boy who had only just awakened his martial soul could actually make three of the continent's foremost giants value him so highly.

He had even taken control of the cult's supreme authority, standing above every elder and consecrated master!

In the end, her intense curiosity overcame the shock in her heart.

After hesitating again and again, Feng Ling bit her lip and finally spoke softly, asking with great caution,

"Holy Son... may this subordinate boldly ask what exactly your martial soul is?"

Li Changsheng walked unhurriedly, his expression utterly calm as he casually replied,

"Destruction Scepter. Innately full soul power."

His tone was light, as though he were merely mentioning something insignificant.

But Feng Ling's body abruptly stiffened!

Destruction Scepter?

Just the name alone carried an oppressive aura of annihilating divine might and shattering the heavens!

And on top of that, innately full soul power!

On the Douluo Continent, innate soul power was capped at level ten. Innately full soul power was already extraordinarily rare, synonymous with an unmatched genius!

Ten thousand years ago, Tang San became a god through twin innate full soul power, dazzling the ages!

Yet this young man's martial soul was an incomparably domineering, top-tier destruction-type martial soul!

Feng Ling's beautiful eyes trembled violently, her long lashes fluttering without stop as her heart shook endlessly.

Yet Li Changsheng remained calm, without the slightest ripple in his heart.

He knew clearly that Tang Wutong and he had descended to the lower realm purely to travel, train, and experience mortal life.

Thus, whether it was his father, his mother, or Tang San, they had deliberately refrained from infusing them with extra divine power or granting them acquired soul power enhancements.

In other words, while in the lower realm, they followed the lower realm's laws.

Therefore, even as the son of a God King, his innate soul power was restricted by the plane's laws to the limit of level ten. Innately full soul power was the highest possible level, one that could not be exceeded.

But Feng Ling had no way of knowing these details.

Her scalp tingled as shock beyond measure filled her heart, and she could not help asking quietly once more,

"Then... Holy Son, what kind of peerless figures are your parents?"

To give birth to such a heaven-defying youth, his parents must surely be supreme experts who had shaken the ages!

Facing Feng Ling's curious, probing gaze, Li Changsheng's lips curved upward slightly into a meaningful smile.

He glanced sideways at the stunned beauty beside him, his tone relaxed and unhurried.

"You would be better off asking those three from earlier when you return."

"Hearing it from their own mouths would be more authoritative—and more convincing—than hearing it from me."

With one airy sentence, he directly tossed the matter to Long Xiaoyao and the other two.

Feng Ling instantly sucked in a cold breath, her entire mind going blank!

She stared dumbly at the youth before her. His figure was upright, his features still youthful, yet his aura was as profound as some ancient monster who had lived through countless ages. Her thoughts went wild!

Absurd!

Far too absurd!

Was this truly a boy who had only just awakened his martial soul and was still so young?

Steadiness, composure, shrewdness, vision, ease!

Every movement and every word of his was mature and profound, as though everything lay within his grasp.

He was even more unfathomable than ancient monsters who had lived for centuries!

There was not the slightest trace of childishness about him!

Just where had Zhongli Wu found such an unparalleled great figure?

At that moment, Feng Ling became completely certain that this newly appointed Holy Son was a true dragon hidden among mortals—unfathomable and terrifying beyond measure!

Following him might be the Holy Spirit Cult's most correct, and most heaven-defying, decision in all its years!