Chapter 1

At the Wu Soul Temple, a majestic palace topped with an angel statue, whose compassionate gaze looked down upon the passersby.

Golden eyes observed the guards in front of the Pope's hall, while a small body climbed the steps that seemed tall to him, his delicate little face tense with a coldness uncharacteristic of his age.

Seeing him, the guards did not even raise their heads, allowing him to enter with his short legs.

Upon entering, the first thing that caught his eye was the magnificent hall, at the center of which stood a cold, massive golden throne. On it sat a man with a commanding presence, wearing a golden crown and a suit of golden armor, his stern face sending a chill through anyone who saw him.

Seeing the boy, a hint of a smile appeared on the man's stern face. "Why have you come?" His voice remained authoritative, but with a touch of tenderness that was hard to detect.

"Dad," the little boy called softly, looking at him with a sweet gaze, "Tomorrow is the day I awaken my soul beast. Will you be free?"

Six years old is a turning point in life, as it is the day one awakens their soul beast, which can change one's destiny.

On the continent, soul beasts play an absolute role. The more powerful the soul beast, the higher the starting point, and the greater the potential for future achievements.

"I will be there to watch you tomorrow." Qian Xunji thought about how his son would be turning six tomorrow, and it was time for the soul beast awakening.

Time flies; it had been over a decade since that day.

"Okay." The little boy nodded, clenching his small fists in anticipation of the next day.

Satisfied with the answer, the little boy left happily.

A fleeting look of confusion flashed in Qian Xunji's eyes.

That matter...

No, as the Pope, he must be right!

Bibidong, as a genius of the Wu Soul Temple, must remain in the Wu Soul Temple!

...

The next day, a few people stood in the Elder Hall.

Eleven-year-old Qian Rensnow stood gracefully to one side, her beauty already blossoming despite her young age.

Her golden eyes looked at her younger brother standing beside Qian Daoliu, their similar faces both bearing a cold expression.

Today was Qian Rengleng's soul beast awakening day.

Here, she saw her father, the Pope of the Wu Soul Temple, Qian Xunji, whom she had not seen in a long time.

Qian Xunji did not speak, his gaze fixed on Qian Rengleng and Qian Daoliu, paying no attention to Qian Rensnow.

"Don't be afraid, extend your right hand."

In front of Qian Rengleng, six stones were arranged in a hexagon. Qian Daoliu released his soul beast, the Six-Winged Angel.

A golden angel appeared behind him, with nine soul rings: black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, and red.

Qian Rengleng approached joyfully, touching the blue crystal ball with both hands, closing his eyes and feeling quietly.

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, and nine soul powers were infused into the stones on the ground, forming a golden protective shield that enveloped Qian Rengleng.

At that moment, Qian Rengleng felt something inside him breaking, a black light emerging and spreading throughout his body, bringing an indescribable comfort.

Then, the black light flashed, and a black, indistinct shadow with twelve wings appeared behind him.

Qian Rengleng broke out in a cold sweat, the black power filling his entire body.

"A mutated soul beast?" Qian Daoliu's stern face showed surprise. "Test your soul power, Rengleng."

The Qian family's soul beast is the Six-Winged Angel, which rarely mutates. This was the first time Qian Daoliu had seen a mutation in his lifetime.

Soul beast mutations either become weaker or stronger.

The Six-Winged Angel is a divine soul beast, inherently powerful. If it mutates, it should become even more powerful.

Thus, Qian Daoliu wanted to see the soul power at the moment of his soul beast awakening.

This determined the starting point of a soul master; the stronger the innate soul power, the faster one could reach the rank of a Sealed Douluo.

Although there were only a dozen Sealed Douluos on the continent, with the resources of the Wu Soul Temple, cultivating someone to become a Sealed Douluo was only a matter of time.

Looking at the blue crystal ball for soul power testing, Qian Rengleng placed his hand on it. As soon as he touched the crystal, a cool sensation followed. Then, the crystal ball emitted a dazzling light, as if it were about to fill the crystal.

Subsequently, the crystal ball shone as bright as the sun.

"Innate soul power level thirty!"

Qian Daoliu's voice was somewhat excited.