What Are the Dark Sacred Dragon and Hell Demon Puppet Martial Souls?

Shrek Academy, by the shores of Sea God Lake.

Yan Jingchuan walked alongside a tall, gorgeous figure toward Sea God Pavilion.

The surface of Sea God Lake rippled with shimmering light, while in the distance, the Golden Ancient Tree stood grand and upright.

Having transmigrated to the Ultimate Douluo era of the Douluo Continent, he had become the child of Yan Shaozhe and Cai Meier, and in the blink of an eye, six years had already passed.

Heaven knows how speechless Yan Jingchuan had been at the very beginning. In his past life, what he despised most was the hypocritical Shrek and the utterly hypocritical Tang San.

As a result, he had suddenly become the crown prince of Shrek, especially during the Ultimate Douluo era, which was the most difficult and perilous period. During this timeframe, Tang Buddha Ancestor was staring down from the heavens; if one wanted to become a god, they had to act as a loyal dog to the Tang Clan, or else wait for the God Realm to vanish ten thousand years later.

Thinking of a future shrouded in pitch-black darkness, Yan Jingchuan could not help but feel a headache coming on.

"Jingchuan, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Walking in front, Inner Court Head Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan noticed his unsightly expression, stopped in her tracks, and turned her head back.

"Uh, it's nothing... I'm just a little nervous."

Zhang Lexuan's pretty face smiled as she comforted him:

"No need to be nervous. With your aptitude, whether you inherit Dean Yan's Light Phoenix or your mother's Break Evil Dragon Soul Spear, both are top-tier martial souls of the highest caliber."

Feigning joy, Yan Jingchuan nodded.

The martial soul qualities of the Light Phoenix and Break Evil Dragon Soul Spear were indeed quite exceptional. In this era, god-tier martial souls were practically extinct.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul had degenerated into the Holy Angel, and the Sea God Martial Soul had vanished completely. With god-tier martial souls no longer in existence, it was naturally the domain of top-tier martial souls.

Zhang Lexuan brought Yan Jingchuan flying across Sea God Lake, arriving on Sea God Island where the vitality was extremely rich. Quite a few people were already waiting inside Sea God Pavilion.

There were many familiar faces: Ma Xiaotao with her red hair and proud figure; the couple Qian Duoduo and Xian Liner, who served as the main and deputy heads of the Soul Tool Department; plus Elder Zhuang, Zhuang Yusen, and Elder Lin, Lin Huiqun. Basically, all of Shrek's elder figures had arrived.

What caught Yan Jingchuan's attention the most were the three individuals seated at the very inner side.

Gnawing on a chicken leg while holding a wine gourd by its strap was Xuan Zi, known in his past life as the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult; Elder Song, Song Yunzhi, who had the appearance of an old woman; and Mu En, the withered old man reclining in a wheelchair.

The three strongest individuals in Shrek, ranging from rank ninety-seven to rank ninety-nine.

"Elder Mu, esteemed elders, Jingchuan is here."

Zhang Lexuan greeted them first, and Yan Jingchuan immediately followed suit with a bow:

"Elder Song, Elder Xuan, Master's master!"

Mu En narrowed his eyes, a smile on the corners of his lips as he nodded slightly.

"You've finally arrived. Well then, let's get right to it and see which of their martial souls this brat awakens, and how much innate spirit power he has."

Tatterdemalion Xuan Zi wiped his hands on his clothes and prepared to step forward personally to awaken Yan Jingchuan's martial soul.

"Xuan Zi, let Shaozhe do it himself."

Mu En spoke up. He knew that Yan Jingchuan disliked Xuan Zi and basically always hid from him.

If one had to name the person in all of Shrek toward whom Yan Jingchuan held the worst impression, it was undoubtedly Xuan Zi. In the original work, not a single thing Xuan Zi did was reliable, and Yan Jingchuan was genuinely afraid that one day, without paying attention, he would be led to his doom by Xuan Zi.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Zi shook his head and retreated. Yan Shaozhe and Cai Meier stepped forward; as his parents, the two of them had arrived the earliest.

Watching his cheap father preside over his own awakening ceremony, Yan Jingchuan sighed. Compared to Xuan Zi, this didn't seem any better.

"Jingchuan, stand in the middle and relax."

Yan Jingchuan stood in the center of the array, and Yan Shaozhe began to channel his spirit power.

A warm sensation circulated through his body. Yan Jingchuan slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly, it felt as though something was about to burst forth from within his body.

A patch of darkness spread around him, and all the elders instantly sensed that something was amiss.

"Shouldn't it be the Light Phoenix? What is this darkness about?"

"Did the martial soul mutate?"

Mu En opened his eyes, light flickering within his murky pupils. This wave of darkness felt very familiar to him.

"Roar!!!"

A long, drawn-out dragon roar rang out. A black dragon shadow surged forth, and the entire Sea God Pavilion hall plunged from brightness into dead silence.

"This, this is..."

Song Yunzhi abruptly stood up from her seat.

"Dark Sacred Dragon!!"

Xuan Zi's eyes widened as he blurted out that name.

The Dark Sacred Dragon coiled around Yan Jingchuan's body, and Yan Jingchuan himself was stunned dumb.

Yet almost immediately, he felt a sense of release: others might not know, but how could he, as a transmigrator, not know? Yan Shaozhe was, after all, the descendant of Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao. Now, as his child, awakening the Dark Sacred Dragon was not entirely impossible.

At this very moment, the entire Sea God Pavilion was dead silent. Yan Shaozhe, whose brain had crashed into a state of shutdown, stared fixedly at his own son. What was going on with this Dark Sacred Dragon? Shouldn't it have been the Light Phoenix?

Xuan Zi turned his head to look at Mu En, wanting to say something, but the change that followed next left his mind completely blank as well.

The Dark Sacred Dragon vanished, and a dazzling, blinding blood-red color surged forth uncontrollably.

A tall, majestic figure materialized. A humanoid phantom wearing robes, wearing a mask, and holding a scepter appeared behind Yan Jingchuan.

Hell Demon Puppet!

An aura of evil and tyranny washed over them. Everyone in Sea God Pavilion was dumbfounded; this was unquestionably an evil soul master!

After a brief moment of shock, Mu En stared at Yan Jingchuan, then looked back at Yan Shaozhe. A vague realization dawned upon him.

The gazes directed at Yan Jingchuan by everyone grew increasingly strange, and Yan Shaozhe glared at him with an inscrutable expression.

Feeling his entire body prickle with goosebumps, Yan Jingchuan instinctively reined back his martial soul.

"Elder Mu! This is a wicked and thorough evil soul master!"

As he spoke, nine spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—rose from beneath Xuan Zi's feet, and his terrifying rank ninety-eight pressure directly weighed down upon Yan Jingchuan.

In an instant, the pressure all over Yan Jingchuan's body multiplied drastically. His knees went weak and he half-knelt onto the ground, the immense oppressive force filling his eyes with bloodshot veins and causing cold sweat to pour down in streams.

No one stopped Xuan Zi. All the elders agreed with the action, and even Yan Shaozhe chose to remain indifferent.

As the dignified Shrek, if they produced an evil soul master, how would the entire continent view them? Could they continue to throw their weight around the entire continent under the banner of dealing with evil soul masters?

Cast a difficult glance at the crowd, Yan Jingchuan gritted his teeth, his heart feeling an even deeper aversion toward Shrek. After all, this kind of blanket condemnation approach was precisely what drove countless people to become forced evil soul masters, and during the Ultimate Douluo era, Shrek was unquestionably the biggest culprit behind the rampant spread of evil soul masters.

Xuan Zi moved to finish off Yan Jingchuan, but at that moment, Mu En let out a long sigh.

The pressure weighing on Yan Jingchuan's body was instantly dispelled, and his body grew light.

"Elder Mu..."

Xuan Zi, forced to halt his attack, was utterly perplexed. Neither Yan Shaozhe nor Cai Meier had said a word; why was Mu En stopping him?

Gazing at Yan Jingchuan, Mu En remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"We at Shrek are a place that educates and nurtures people. Even if we must purge evil soul masters, we cannot simply slap the label of an evil soul master onto someone just because their martial soul is evil, as long as they have not yet committed any acts harming others."

He slowly stood up, his hands clasped behind his back as his hunchbacked body fully displayed his advanced age. Exchanging a distant gaze with Yan Jingchuan for a moment, he handed down the verdict regarding Yan Jingchuan:

"Take Jingchuan down. For now, do not let him cultivate."

A voice of acknowledgment echoed inside Sea God Pavilion, and Yan Shaozhe led Yan Jingchuan away.

Yan Jingchuan, who let out a long breath of relief, was roughly hauled away by Yan Shaozhe.

Before leaving, he cast one final glance back at Mu En—the only normal person in this Shrek place crawling with divine beings, though strictly speaking, he could only be considered relatively normal.

The moment he stepped out of Sea God Pavilion, an unfamiliar voice rang out in his mind:

"Strong malice sensed. Initiating the Justice Counterattack moment now."

"For every evil Shrek person killed, feedback a tenfold spirit power cultivation efficiency boost."

Yan Jingchuan froze in place, a resolute decision forming in his heart the very next second.