The Choice of a Second Spirit: Seraph

Before long, all manner of dazzling Martial Soul options appeared within the pale blue light screen.

From Blue Silver Grass and sickles...

To the Sea God and the Six-Winged Angel!

It was clear that this so-called freely selectable Second Spirit provided by the system covered nearly every Martial Soul that had ever appeared on Douluo Continent.

There were even many options that had never been recorded in the original work...

Looking at the bewildering system interface, Lin Yan did not hesitate. He directly entered the word "angel" into the search bar.

His reasoning was simple: the two Martial Souls shared the same meridian system. Since he already possessed an Angel Spirit, if he could freely choose his Second Spirit, another Angel Spirit was naturally the better fit.

As for things like the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King...

Lin Yan did not look. He feared that if the system truly had Martial Souls like those, he would regret his choice no matter what he picked.

Did the system have such options? Perhaps it did, perhaps it did not.

But it did not matter. The combat strength of a Twin Martial Souls master did not merely depend on the strength of their Martial Souls; the connection between the two Martial Souls was even more important. For example, Wu Siduo during the third era...

Besides, Angel Spirits were also god-tier Martial Souls. They might not necessarily be weaker than Martial Souls like the Golden Dragon King.

As Lin Yan pressed the confirm search button, various images began flashing across the light screen again. Before long, the system filtered out all options unrelated to Angel Spirits.

[Six-Winged Angel, Holy Angel, Healing Angel...]

Various Angel Spirits appeared on the system interface. After carefully examining them, Lin Yan even found his current Prayer Angel Martial Soul.

Looking at the many options, Lin Yan began to deliberate.

"Logically speaking, the Six-Winged Angel should be the best choice. After all, it is a god-bestowed Martial Soul belonging to the Angel God."

"However... the Angel God's inheritance can only be fully completed through Qian Daoliu, the High Priest."

"With Qian Renxue, his own granddaughter with innate level 20 Soul Power, around, that old man would never hand the qualification to become a god over to me, would he?"

Realizing this, Lin Yan curled his lips.

"So whether it is the Six-Winged Angel or its branch, the Holy Angel, I cannot choose either."

"If I am choosing, I can only choose an Angel Spirit from another domain, perhaps even one opposed to it."

Lin Yan lowered his gaze and slid his finger across the system interface, searching for other options.

Before long...

"Found it!"

He stared at the System Panel, silently curling his lips into a smile.

[Fallen Angel, Seraph]

Two striking options appeared before him. The former was blackish-purple threaded with specks of gold, while the latter had wings of blazing gold and red.

[Fallen Angel: Ultimate darkness attribute, completely opposed to the Holy Angel. Controls curses, corrosion, and the shadow domain. Restrains light Martial Souls.]

[Seraph: Ultimate light and ultimate fire attributes. Greatness needs no explanation: wings that burn eternally will lead you away from mortal depravity! (This Martial Soul can produce its own Spirit Rings, and their quality evolves as its strength increases.)]

"Damn!"

After clearly reading the system's introductions to the two Martial Souls, Lin Yan could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

"Is there even a choice to make? Hesitating for half a second would be disrespecting the system."

"Not only does the Fallen Angel conflict with the attributes of my Prayer Angel Martial Soul, it is also restrained by ultimate light."

"And this Seraph..."

Wings that burn eternally will lead you away from mortal depravity.

Looking at that line of small text, Lin Yan could not help associating it with becoming a god.

Even taking ten thousand steps back, even if those words had nothing to do with becoming a god, did the fact that "this Martial Soul can produce its own Spirit Rings, and their quality evolves as its strength increases" not already prove its exceptional quality?

After all, Lin Yan's current Prayer Angel Martial Soul could produce its own Spirit Rings, and its Spirit Rings could evolve.

If Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li could cultivate to level 99 with the Prayer Angel Martial Soul, then Lin Yan could as well.

With a Second Spirit of equal quality, or perhaps even higher quality, Lin Yan could practically say that he already had one foot across the threshold of godhood.

And he would not need to inherit another god's divine trials. He could directly absorb the power of the faith of all living beings and create his own divine position.

"I choose [Seraph]!"

Lin Yan's eyes burned as his finger directly tapped the Seraph option.

[Second Spirit: Seraph! Selection successful.]

The mechanical notification ended.

A scorching yet holy energy instantly surged out from the void and poured fiercely into Lin Yan's body.

In just an instant, Lin Yan automatically completed the Seraph Avatar, as though he had activated his Prayer Angel Martial Soul Embodiment.

Within the cramped room, six pairs of wings burning with golden-red flames suddenly unfurled, sending the furnishings flying in every direction.

The high temperature directly ignited some of the fabric items, and even the metal showed faint signs of melting.

Four purple Spirit Rings bearing mysterious patterns slowly rose beneath his feet, pulsing in an interwoven rhythm.

"Whew..."

Feeling that holy and blazing Soul Power within him, Lin Yan let out a long breath, then curled his lips into a smile.

"So this is what it feels like to wield power?"

"As expected... it is incomparable!"

The various enhancements granted by the Seraph Avatar allowed Lin Yan to experience a sense of power he had never felt before.

He suddenly clenched his fists, and a confidence that looked down upon everything arose within him.

Level 47!

With the awakening of his Second Spirit and the spontaneous emergence of four purple Millennium Spirit Rings, Lin Yan's Soul Power Level had risen from level 42 to level 47.

More importantly, aside from absorbing the power of faith to gain Soul Power, he had now unlocked the ability to cultivate through meditation.

In other words, Lin Yan now possessed two cultivation methods. One was healing others to receive feedback, while the other was meditative cultivation.

"Excellent!"

"I thought that dual ultimate attributes would slow down my cultivation, but now it seems that as long as I work hard enough, with the two cultivation methods combined, I might not be much slower than ordinary people."

"Seraph..."

Lin Yan muttered to himself.

"What a Seraph! After being a Support Soul Master for so many years, it is finally my turn to show what I can do."

"Tang San, Flender..."

"Heh heh, your good days are coming!"

Inside the cramped bedroom, now in complete disarray, Lin Yan clenched his fists and raised his head to look into the empty sky beyond the window.

As if his future enemies were standing there...

Meanwhile, behind Shrek Academy.

"Your Excellency, now that you have vented your anger, I can leave this time, right?"

Zhao Wuji, beaten until his face was bruised and swollen by Tang Hao, wore a miserable expression. Even though he had been beaten beyond recognition, he still bowed and scraped before the man who had assaulted him.

There was no helping it. That was the law of the jungle.

Facing a Title Douluo with a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring, if he did not want to die, he would have to smile along even if his limbs were torn off.

But...

He felt wronged!

During the daytime assessment, he had clearly gone easy on Tang San in every possible way. In the end, he had even been injured by Tang San's pile of unknown tricks and only recovered after Lin Yan treated him.

Yet at night, Tang San's father insisted that he had bullied a child?

Heaven and earth could bear witness—if Zhao Wuji had truly wanted to bully Tang San, would Tang San have made it through the entire assessment without even a scratch?

Zhao Wuji was like a mute swallowing bitter herbs, unable to voice his suffering.

But after going through this ordeal, Zhao Wuji had thoroughly seen through that father and son.

Tang Hao and Tang San were fucking cut from the same cloth: typical arrogant bastards who loved showing off and thought far too highly of themselves.

Tang San lost control and erupted because Xiao Wu suffered backlash from his Spirit Skill, while Tang Hao chose revenge because Tang San had been suppressed.

But honestly, who could possibly handle everything perfectly during an assessment?

Xiao Wu brought it upon herself by insisting on using a charm skill against a Soul Saint, while Tang San lost his mind and was angered into madness. Yet in the end...

All the consequences had to be borne by Zhao Wuji. He truly felt wronged!

Within the forest.

Tang Hao glanced at the submissive Zhao Wuji, then looked at the respectful Flender beside him.

At that moment, his old, stubble-covered face was utterly satisfied.

The sense of superiority from standing above others and casually manipulating them truly made him feel rather comfortable.

Put simply, he had thoroughly enjoyed showing off!

After being hunted by Spirit Hall, he had become a homeless dog and hidden away for years. Now that he had revealed his strength again, how could he not feel pleased?

However, in order to maintain the bearing of an expert, Tang Hao forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart.

After giving the two men one final glance, he spat out two icy words.

"Get lost."

Zhao Wuji and Flender felt as though they had been granted amnesty. They immediately prepared to turn around and leave, unwilling to remain for even a second longer.

However, before the two had gone very far, Tang Hao's voice sounded in their minds again.

"Wait!"

The two turned back, their faces filled with bitterness.

And that very bitterness and fear once again satisfied Tang Hao's desire to show off.

He cleared his throat and spoke indifferently.

"What is the deal with that Lin Yan? What is his background?"