High above, the transparent attribute card hovered over the young man's head, so clear it seemed close enough to touch.
At that moment, the entire Douluo Continent fell into a deathly silence.
Then it erupted.
"Wh... what level?"
Flender shot out of his chair, knocking his glasses crooked. His eyes bulged wider than bronze bells, and his voice was as shrill as if someone had him by the throat. "Level 84? A Soul Douluo??"
"No, impossible! That's absolutely impossible!"
Yu Xiaogang was trembling all over. He stared fixedly at the number in the sky, his face deathly pale and his lips quivering so badly he could barely form a complete sentence. "He's only nineteen! A nineteen-year-old Soul Douluo? I've spent my whole life studying Martial Soul Theory, and I... I've never seen anything like it! You could search every historical record on the continent and never find a precedent!"
He whipped his head around to look at Tang San, then at Dai Mubai and the others.
Tang San was only twelve at this point and had just broken through to level 30.
There was no need to mention Ma Hongjun and the others, who were still struggling at the Soul Grandmaster stage.
An insurmountable chasm lay between them and the young man in the sky.
"Teacher..." Tang San's voice had gone dry too. "Could this Wu Wei also have Twin Martial Souls? And cultivated both of them at once?"
"Even with Twin Martial Souls, he couldn't have cultivated this fast!"
Yu Xiaogang practically roared, "Nineteen... what kind of monster is he?!"
"And his Soul Ring Configuration! Don't you think it's outrageous too?"
Flender said loudly.
Only when Flender pointed it out did the others come to their senses. After getting a clear look at Wu Wei's seven black and one red Soul Ring Configuration, they were stunned all over again.
And beneath the sky, Shrek Academy was far from the only place shaken to its core.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The teacup in Ning Fengzhi's hand fell to the ground with a crack, shattering into pieces and splashing tea everywhere. But he didn't even look down. He merely tilted his head back, staring at the sky in disbelief.
"Being level 84 at nineteen is one thing, but his Soul Ring Configuration is actually this terrifying!"
"His very First Soul Ring was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. How did he do it?"
He muttered to himself, then abruptly turned to Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo beside him. "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, do you think this is real?"
It truly felt like a dream to him.
How could such a monstrous genius possibly exist?
A deathly silence filled the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's great hall.
Meanwhile, in Spirit City, within the majestic hall at Spirit Hall's headquarters, Bibi Dong had been sitting upright on the papal throne, calmly waiting to see the future.
But the instant she saw Wu Wei's attribute card, her grip on her scepter tightened until her knuckles turned white.
"Level 84... nineteen years old... seven black Soul Rings and one red..." Her voice was low and cold, but she couldn't suppress the shock in it. "I have consulted all of Spirit Hall's records through the ages, and there has never been such a heaven-defying feat. Even Tang Chen was only a little over level 50 at nineteen. This young man... where did he come from? What is his Martial Soul? Why have I never heard of him?"
But Bibi Dong quickly realized something.
"Nineteen, thirteen years from now. That means he only just awakened his Martial Soul this year!"
"Investigate." She practically squeezed the word out through clenched teeth. "Investigate this person thoroughly at once. Find everyone named Wu Wei who awakened their Martial Soul this year!"
"Yes!" Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately bowed and accepted the order, but they couldn't conceal the shock on their faces.
"Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red."
Seven black, one red.
What did that mean?
It meant that this young man's very First Soul Ring was a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. His first Soul Ring was already at the ten-thousand-year level!
Across the entire Douluo Continent, people only dared absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as their fifth Soul Ring.
But this person had started with a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, followed by six more, and his Eighth Soul Ring was a hundred thousand years old!
At that moment, Wu Wei, standing on the playground of the junior Soul Master Academy, was also dumbstruck as he watched the scene in the sky.
Seeing how awesome his own attribute panel was, Wu Wei was happy at first.
But he quickly realized something.
The scene that had just appeared should have been the battlefield of the final showdown.
Thirteen years from now, Tang San would be twenty-five. That matched up perfectly.
"Does that mean I never managed to catch up to Tang San and the others in cultivation, even at the end?"
Once Wu Wei understood that, he was immediately depressed.
So what if his attribute panel looked impressive?
He had already guessed that his future self might not have managed to snatch any opportunities from Tang San and the others.
He had actually had a feeling about that for some time.
After all, his innate aptitude was rather weak.
His Innate Soul Power was only level 5.
"Forget it. I shouldn't dwell on it!"
"I'd better take care of what's right in front of me first!"
"Everyone can see what's in the sky..." As a transmigrator, he quickly grasped the crucial point. "That means everyone now knows that I, Wu Wei, will be a nineteen-year-old Soul Douluo in the future. Once word gets out, the whole continent will pay attention to me. They'll come looking for me, trying to recruit me, or..."
His little face instantly grew grave.
"Or kill me."
For those major powers, a nineteen-year-old Soul Douluo with no background and no backing would either be brought under their command or eliminated completely.
There was no third possibility.
Besides, his Soul Ring Configuration was so unusual: seven black and one red, a configuration without equal on the entire continent.
Everyone would want to know how he had done it.
"This really... dug a huge pit for me!" Six-year-old Wu Wei's little face fell, and he had already cursed the sky overhead eight hundred times in his heart.
But regardless of what he thought, the scene in the sky continued.
And in the scene above, the young Wu Wei standing on the mountaintop seemed unaware that he had become the focus of the entire continent's attention in the past.
He spread his arms and looked up at the sky, an almost crazed anticipation appearing on his face.
"Come on, let me see whether you're real!" he murmured to the sky. "Divine punishment descends, and everyone's level is reset to zero."
As soon as those words fell, the entire Douluo Continent fell silent once more.
Then the whole continent erupted in an instant.
"What?"
"What did he just say?"
"What divine punishment descending?"
"What about everyone's level being reset to zero?"
"It can't mean what I think it means, can it?"
"What on earth happened in the future? Why would divine punishment descend?"
"Impossible. How could something like that happen...?"
"How could divine punishment descend on the world? Gods only exist in legends..."
"That's right. How could something as terrifying as everyone's level being reset to zero actually happen...?"