Chapter 1: Half-Step to Godhood, But the Heavenly Curtain Exposes Him!
Sun and Moon Continent (Light Continent), Light Empire, Peak of Holy Light.
A majestic holy mountain pierces the clouds, and atop it stands a magnificent temple entirely forged from holy light stones, gleaming in the sunlight and radiating a gentle, calming glow.
In the plaza before the temple, tens of thousands of believers, clad in white robes and holding sacred scriptures, kneel in devout worship.
Their gazes are fixed on the highest point of the temple, where a figure stands with his hands behind his back, overlooking the empire he created.
He is Yu Jingcheng, the sole monarch of the Light Empire, revered by millions as the "Father of Light."
Time seems to have left few marks on his handsome face; his brilliant golden hair flutters in the wind, and his deep eyes seem to hold a starry sea.
Yet, occasionally, a trace of vicissitude and nostalgia, incongruous with this world, flickers in the depths of those eyes.
Sixty years have passed.
Since he was disgraced by his sect for his martial soul "Luo Sanpao" and resolutely left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect to come to this new continent beyond the vast ocean, a full sixty years have passed .
Who could have imagined that the "useless martial soul" that was predicted to only reach the Soul Master level in its lifetime would evolve step by step from "Luo Sanpao, whose farts are like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth" into the
"Light Dragon King," one of the Nine Dragon Kings, symbolizing ultimate light and power!
Now, he is a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, and with the power of faith from the entire Light Empire, his godhood has been 99% condensed.
He is already halfway to godhood, only one step away from becoming a true god.
"When I step into the realm of gods, that will be the day I, Yu Jingcheng, return home in glory!"
"Brother, Father, Uncle... I've never forgotten the disappointment in your eyes back then.
Soon, I will make you, and the entire Douluo Continent, know that I, Yu Jingcheng, have not disgraced the Yu family!
And Luo Sanpao is definitely not a useless martial soul!"
Meanwhile, on the distant Douluo Continent , in the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, outside Soto City in the Barak Kingdom, in an inconspicuous little village, a crooked plaque hung at the entrance, bearing five large characters—Shrek Academy.
Dust billowed on the academy's playground.
Seven boys and girls, no more than twelve or thirteen years old, stood in various postures, listening to a stiff-looking, stern-faced middle-aged man reprimanding them.
"Listen up, all of you!"
The middle-aged man paced back and forth, his hands behind his back, his eyes behind his glasses gleaming with wisdom and obsession.
He was none other than the "Grandmaster"—Yu Xiaogang—renowned as the number one theorist of martial souls, yet limited by his own martial soul, unable to break through level thirty in his entire life.
"In my theory, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters!
However, martial souls themselves do have varying qualities.
A top-tier martial soul can make your cultivation path twice as effective!"
Tang San stood in the group, his expression calm, listening attentively.
Beside him, Xiao Wu idly swayed her scorpion braid, clearly uninterested in these dry theories.
Dai Mubai crossed his arms, a hint of arrogance on his lips.
His Evil-Eyed White Tiger was a top-tier beast martial soul, and the master's theory was exactly what he wanted.
Ning Rongrong and Oscar, one representing the continent's number one support-type martial soul, the other possessing unprecedented innate full soul power of a food-type, each had their own thoughts.
Yu Xiaogang's tone grew increasingly impassioned:
"For example, the inherited martial souls of the three upper sects!"
" The Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect is hailed as the number one weapon spirit in the world!
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda of the Seven Treasure Glazed
Tile Sect is the number one support-type spirit in the world! And… my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, whose inherited spirit, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, is hailed as the number one beast spirit in the world!"
A complex emotion flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes when he mentioned the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, a mixture of pride and fleeting sadness.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, his tone shifting with self-deprecation and resentment:
"However, the mutation of a spirit is uncontrollable.
Like my spirit, Luo Sanpao, a malignant mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon… it prevents me from ever reaching the pinnacle of a spirit master."
Yu Xiaogang recalled his third uncle, Yu Jingcheng, who, sixty years ago, also awakened a useless spirit like Luo Sanpao.
He ventured out alone.
Sixty years had passed, and there had been no news of him.
"Perhaps, my third uncle has already died at the hands of some spirit master, or perished in the belly of a spirit beast?" Yu
Xiaogang pondered for a moment, then gave a self-deprecating smile.
It was precisely because of Yu Jingcheng that Yu Xiaogang was no longer so ashamed of his Luo Sanpao martial soul, no longer ashamed to reveal that he was from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
After all, he wasn't the only one who had awakened the Luo Sanpao martial soul.
Tang San, seeing the pain on his teacher's face, couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.
Tang San was about to say something to comfort him when, suddenly, a change occurred!
*Buzz—*
An indescribable, immense will, as if descending from the heavens, from the ends of time and space, instantly enveloped the entire Douluo Continent!
The sky… In that instant, all color vanished, transforming into a deep, boundless blackness.
The wind ceased, the clouds dispersed, birds plummeted from the sky in terror, and all was silent.
An indescribable pressure descended upon the hearts of every living being, whether it be a farmer toiling in the fields or a titled Douluo ruling a region, at this moment, they all seemed as insignificant as dust.
On the Shrek Academy's playground, Dai Mubai and the others were deathly pale, barely able to breathe under this pressure.
Tang San immediately shielded Xiao Wu behind him, frantically circulating his Mysterious Heaven Skill, only to find that his soul power was negligible before this will.
"This... what kind of power is this?" Dean Flander and Zhao Wuji rushed out of their office, staring at the sky in utter shock.
Yu Xiaogang was completely frozen; he had dedicated his life to studying martial spirits and soul beasts, yet he had never seen such a celestial phenomenon in any ancient text!
Just as everyone was gripped by utter horror, a dazzling golden light tore through the darkness in the center of the pitch-black sky, slowly unfolding like a scroll.
A colossal, golden light screen, stretching across the sky, appeared before everyone's eyes.
On the light screen, lines of ancient characters composed of Dao runes radiated endless divine brilliance, slowly emerging.
[Douluo Divine Revelation - All Realms Martial Spirit Ranking]
[This Ranking: Top Ten Martial Spirits]
[All those listed receive blessings from the Heavenly Dao!]
[Note: Ranking is random, regardless of order]
These three short lines contained earth-shattering information!
"A ranking...of martial spirits from all realms?"
Yu Xiaogang murmured in disbelief, adjusting his glasses, his eyes filled with fervor and disbelief.
"This...this is a miracle!" It's a true miracle!
(End of Chapter)