Seeing Every Hidden Card, Tang San Lost His Composure!

"Y-yes! Of course I can!" Su Yuntao snapped out of his daze. He hurriedly picked up the blue crystal sphere and offered it to Su Chen with both hands.

His face was filled with awe, fervor, and fear.

Su Chen remained composed as he slowly laid his right hand on the crystal sphere.

Bzzz!

Within a thousandth of a second of Su Chen's palm touching it, the entire sphere erupted with dazzling purple-gold divine light, ten thousand times more blinding than the sun!

An unimaginably vast surge of Soul Power poured into the sphere like a sea bursting through its banks!

Crack!

With a sharp snap, the special Spirit Hall crystal sphere, made to withstand level-ten Innate Full Soul Power, swelled under the terrifying force. Countless spiderweb cracks spread across its surface, and then...

Bang!

The entire sphere exploded before Su Yuntao's eyes, scattering into a cloud of glittering blue crystal dust!

"The crystal sphere... broke?"

Su Yuntao knelt there like a wooden statue, staring at the fragments strewn across the floor. His head rang, and he lost all ability to think.

Could this boy's Innate Soul Power be far beyond the level-ten limit of Innate Full Soul Power?

"A miracle... This is a miracle unlike anything the continent has ever seen!" Tears and snot streamed down Su Yuntao's face. He had gone mad with excitement.

He seized the hem of Su Chen's clothes, his voice trembling beyond recognition. "A genius! No, a peerless prodigy! Child, come with me to Spirit Hall in Nuoding City! No, come with me to the Pope's Hall! His Holiness the Pope will surely take you as a personal disciple!"

Beside them, Tang San clenched his fists inside his sleeves and stared at Su Chen.

The Innate Full Soul Power that had filled him with pride moments ago now seemed laughable beside Su Chen's peerless might, which had blown the crystal sphere apart. It was a firefly before the bright moon!

Deep gloom and wariness surfaced in Tang San's eyes.

Su Chen looked down at Tang San and gave a cold smile. Then he calmly pulled his hand free of Su Yuntao's grasp.

"We can discuss joining Spirit Hall later. Deacon, please issue our Martial Soul Awakening certificates first."

Su Yuntao sat slumped on the floor, his chest heaving. It took a long while for color to return to his deathly pale face.

As a level-twenty-six Soul Grandmaster, he had traveled through hundreds of villages in Fasinuo Province to conduct Martial Soul Awakening ceremonies. He had seen hundreds, even thousands, of mediocre and incomplete Martial Souls. But when had he ever witnessed such heaven-destroying primordial might?

The phantom Chaos Ancestral Dragon that had stood proudly across the nine heavens behind Su Chen had nearly shattered his Lone Wolf Martial Soul with its pure-yang dragon aura alone!

Worse still, the Soul-Testing Crystal designed to measure up to level-ten Soul Power had been unable to withstand the torrent that struck it. It had burst apart!

"Deacon?" Su Chen called again, and only then did Su Yuntao come to his senses.

"Hah... hah..." Su Yuntao scrambled to his feet. The way he looked at Su Chen was like someone gazing up at a god.

He rummaged through his bag for a gold-bordered awakening certificate of the highest grade. His fingers shook so badly that ink nearly splashed onto the parchment.

"Su Chen... esteemed young friend Su Chen," Su Yuntao said, honorifics slipping into his voice without his noticing. "Here is your Martial Soul Awakening certificate. Innate Soul Power... beyond the measurable limit. At least level twenty!"

After presenting the still-wet certificate with both hands, Su Yuntao took a black iron token engraved with Spirit Hall's insignia from his robe and respectfully placed it in Su Chen's hand.

"This is the highest recommendation token of the Spirit Hall Branch in Nuoding City. Young friend, with your peerless talent, not even the princes of the two great empires can compare to you! I must ride back to Nuoding City at once and send an urgent report to Deacon Ma Xiunuo at the branch, so it can go straight to the Pope's Hall!"

Su Chen accepted the certificate and token with a calm expression, then nodded slightly. "Sorry for the trouble, Deacon."

Old Jack, who stood nearby, was already weeping with joy. He rushed forward. "Little Chen! My good boy! Holy Soul Village... Holy Soul Village is truly going to produce a godlike Soul Master! Today, you've finally revived the glory of that Soul Saint from a hundred years ago!"

At the other end of the room, Tang San stood alone in the shadows, his hands hidden in his sleeves and his fingers tightly interlaced.

Having lived two lives, he possessed a mind far deeper than others his age.

In the Bashu Tang Sect, he had been a Hidden Weapon prodigy who appeared only once in a century;

after arriving on the Douluo Continent, he had carried the secret arts of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. Not only did he have Twin Martial Souls, he had also attained Innate Full Soul Power.

He had believed he was destined to be the protagonist of this age. But the nine-clawed Chaos Ancestral Dragon that had appeared out of nowhere, and the Soul-Testing Crystal shattered by sheer force, had smashed all his pride and arrogance to pieces.

"Innate level twenty..." Tang San lowered his eyes. The inner force of the Mysterious Heaven Skill still churned violently within him.

When the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul appeared, the Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer in his palms had both instinctively felt fear and submission.

That absolute suppression at the level of soul and bloodline filled Tang San with a sense of danger unlike anything he had felt before.

The general principles of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record say that anyone who poses a grave potential threat, if they cannot be made useful to me... has given me cause to kill them.

Tang San's heart sank slightly, but outwardly he maintained the obedient, steady manner of a six-year-old, revealing nothing.

Su Yuntao packed his bag. With no time to remain in Holy Soul Village, he hurriedly bade Old Jack and Su Chen farewell. "Young friend Su Chen, please wait in Holy Soul Village. Within three days, a senior Spirit Hall deacon will certainly come to receive you in person!"

With that, Su Yuntao rushed out of the wooden house like a gust of wind, mounted his horse, and galloped away in a cloud of dust.

After they left the Spirit Hall Branch, Old Jack took Su Chen and Tang San by the hands, his face glowing red.

When the subject of studying at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy came up, Old Jack hesitated for a moment.

"Holy Soul Village gets only one work-study place each year..." Old Jack glanced at Tang San, then turned his fervent gaze to Su Chen and made his decision without hesitation. "Little Chen, the village has decided to give that place to you! With your talent, having you at Nuoding Academy would be a tremendous blessing for them. As for Little San..."

Old Jack sighed and said to Tang San, "Little San, although your Blue Silver Grass has Innate Full Soul Power too, it is a Trash Martial Soul, and there's only one work-study place. But don't worry. Grandpa Jack will ask the neighboring villages whether he can borrow a place for you."

Tang San said nothing at first. He still wore a calm smile. "Thank you, Grandpa Jack. There's no hurry. I'll go home and ask my father what he thinks."

"Good boy. Run along!" Old Jack waved him off.

Tang San bowed to Old Jack, then turned to Su Chen.

"Su Chen, congratulations. Your Martial Soul really is powerful."

Su Chen's calm gaze swept over Tang San. Under the insight of his Ancestral Dragon Divine Eyes, the faint circulation path of the Mysterious Heaven Skill within Tang San's body and the small black hammer Martial Soul he was desperately suppressing in the meridians of his left hand were plain to see.

"Tang San, the path of a Soul Master has only just begun. Watch yourself." With those words, Su Chen followed Old Jack toward the village.

Watching Su Chen's tall, unhurried figure recede, Tang San felt an inexplicable jolt in his heart.

He had the feeling that Su Chen's seemingly casual glance had seen through every secret and hidden card from both his lives!

That sense of having utterly lost control sent Tang San's guard and vigilance soaring to their peak.

After parting from Old Jack, Su Chen returned to his humble thatched hut at the edge of the village and shut the wooden door behind him.

[Ding!!

Detected extreme wariness and jealousy from Tang San, the child of destiny. Host has successfully seized the fortune tied to Holy Soul Village's work-study place, reducing Tang San's fortune by 800 points.]

[Destiny Plunder System has triggered a god-tier critical reward.]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the god-tier art "Chaos Ancestral Dragon Art" (First Stage: Dragon Blood Body Forging).]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained an exclusive critical reward: one drop of the primordial divine substance Ancestral Dragon Blood Essence.]

[Congratulations, host! Your divine ability has advanced: Ancestral Dragon Divine Eyes fully awakened. You can perceive all concealment, Hidden Weapon trajectories, Martial Soul weaknesses, and Soul Power flow.]

As the clear, pleasant system chime sounded in his mind, a vast and ancient purple-gold divine radiance descended from the void and plunged straight into Su Chen's sea of consciousness!

Boom!

The profound teachings of the art flooded his mind like a tsunami.

The "Chaos Ancestral Dragon Art" was the supreme scripture of body and energy cultivation, standing above all the divine realms of the heavens. It had nine stages.

Once he mastered its first stage, Dragon Blood Body Forging, his flesh and meridians would become tougher than divine iron, and the pure-yang lifeblood of a Dragon Emperor would flow endlessly within him. Not only would it make him immune to the world's myriad poisons and ordinary elemental attacks, it would also greatly break the limits on Soul Ring absorption in this world!

Hiss!

The drop of Ancestral Dragon Blood Essence suspended within him dissolved. Its fierce yet soothing primordial pure-yang dragon power became golden flood dragons that surged through every limb and bone, cleansing him.

In an instant, his meridians were forcibly widened and strengthened severalfold. His already striking face took on the majestic bearing of a true dragon emperor.

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes. Two dazzling purple-gold dragon gleams flashed through them as he felt the oceanic surge of level-twenty Soul Power brimming within him and the explosive strength of his body.

The Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Skill? Before the supreme Chaos Ancestral Dragon Art, it's nothing but a trivial, rudimentary trick.