Douluo Continent.
Spirit Hall.
A divine aura mixed with a killing intent swept through the grand and majestic Spirit Hall, casting it in two starkly contrasting colors.
Golden light and bloody darkness split the hall in opposition, neither giving an inch.
Qian Renfeng stood in front of a crystal orb, staring in astonishment at the soul imprints on both of his hands—each completely different. His eyes widened in disbelief.
On his left hand, a radiant golden six-winged angel—one of the most powerful martial spirits in the world.
On his right hand, a blood-red Shura Demon Sword—a supreme divine weapon of the Asura God, the enforcer of the Divine Realm.
At that moment, two completely different types of soul power surged from Qian Renfeng's body. In the sky above, two enormous divine figures collided like giants.
One was a golden figure—graceful in form, beautiful in appearance, with six angelic wings spreading behind her—symbolizing her identity.
A First-Class Deity: The Angel God!
"Asura God!"
"You violated the laws of the Divine Realm by descending here and trying to steal my successor!"
Even in anger, the Angel God's voice remained melodious and enchanting, echoing gracefully through the air.
Hovering opposite her, the Asura God remained calm and cold, his tone unwavering as his voice echoed above Spirit Hall:
"He is my successor."
"He awakened the Shura Demon Sword martial spirit—a rare occurrence in this world!"
"Nonsense! You forcibly implanted that sword while he was awakening his martial spirit! He didn't awaken it of his own will!"
The Angel God, furious at the Asura God's shamelessness, cursed under her breath. But even so, she knew she couldn't win in a head-on confrontation with the Asura God.
The Asura God didn't respond. Instead, he channeled divine energy into Qian Renfeng's right hand, attempting to fully forge the Shura Demon Sword into a true martial spirit.
But the Angel God would have none of it. She immediately interrupted his energy flow, forcefully severed the connection, and shut the Angel Temple, dragging the Asura God back to the heavens.
"Asura! Even if you're the Divine Realm's enforcer, I will demand justice for this!"
Qian Renfeng was still in complete shock. He had only just transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and hoped to awaken a strong martial spirit to become a powerful cultivator.
But now, he had been born into Spirit Hall—and was chosen by two gods as their successor right from the start?!
This had to be the luckiest opening ever!
Suddenly, Qian Renxue came running over, her face full of worry. Though only fourteen years old, she already had a graceful, well-developed figure.
It was summer, and she wore only a white camisole as she approached. Her fair arm stretched toward Qian Renfeng, her slender fingers gently tapping his chest to snap him out of his shock.
Then she comforted him:
"Xiaofeng, are you okay?"
Before he could answer, she pulled him into a warm embrace. The scent of sunlight lingered on her skin—fresh and pleasant.
Her soft body quickly calmed Qian Renfeng. In a childish voice, he murmured:
"Sis…"
"Who were those two just now?"
He already knew the answer but asked anyway, wanting to stay in his sister's arms a little longer.
But before Qian Renxue could reply, a calm and authoritative voice rang out from a distance:
"They were two gods."
"One is the Angel God we have worshipped for generations. The other—her rival."
"And Xiaofeng, you… You've been chosen by the Angel God."
Qian Daoliu approached, examining the soul marks on Qian Renfeng's hands. With a surge of his soul power, he suppressed the imprint of the Shura Demon Sword.
"Xiaofeng, from now on, just cultivate the Six-Winged Angel martial spirit."
"In three days, we'll take you to the Star Dou Forest to personally hunt your first soul beast."
He lifted Qian Renfeng into his arms and headed toward the Hall of Worship. Qian Renxue followed close behind, gently holding Qian Renfeng's hand and smiling:
"Don't worry, little brother. Your sister's got your back~"
But just then, a soft, ethereal voice echoed in Qian Renfeng's mind—it sounded almost identical to the Angel God he had just heard:
[Angel God's First Trial: Hunt your first soul ring. Reward: One 99,999-year torso bone!]
Before the thought settled, another cold, stern voice followed:
[Asura God's First Trial: Personally kill a soul beast. Reward: One 100,000-year God-bestowed soul ring!]
It seemed the Asura God was determined to compete with the Angel God.
To complete the Angel God's trial, he'd almost certainly fulfill the Asura God's as well—the tasks were nearly identical.
Qian Renfeng leaned toward Qian Daoliu and whispered:
"Grandpa, the Angel God gave me a task—to hunt my first soul ring. She said she'd give me a soul bone after that!"
"Should I accept it?"
Qian Daoliu's massive frame trembled at the words. This news was even more shocking than the appearance of the two gods themselves.
A young boy who had just awakened his martial spirit… had already received a divine trial?!
At that moment, Qian Daoliu sensed something too. The Angel God's voice echoed in his mind:
[Servant of the Angel—A new successor has appeared!]
[Assist him in completing the Angel Trials. Help him inherit the divine throne and maintain justice!]
Her voice was a little faint, as if she had just been in a heated argument, but it still carried divine majesty—like a decree from the heavens.
Qian Daoliu gently set Qian Renfeng down, bowed respectfully toward the Angel God's statue, and asked:
"Respected Angel God, do you have any further commands?"
[No. You've done well.]
[Ensure the successor does not cultivate the Shura Demon Sword. Suppress its demonic aura with the Angel martial spirit.]
[The Divine Realm is in turmoil; the gods cannot descend.]
[After the first trial is complete, I will give him a new challenge.]
As Qian Daoliu straightened up, the Angel God's voice vanished. She was likely back in the Divine Realm—still arguing.
Three days later.
Star Dou Forest.
This soul ring hunt was treated with utmost importance by Spirit Hall. A section of the forest was completely sealed off, and all soul beasts over 2,000 years old had been cleared.
Golden Crocodile Douluo stood at the center of the area, carefully scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.
Nearby, Demon Subduing Douluo leaned on his staff and said lazily:
"It's just a first soul ring for the young master. Do we need such a massive operation?"
"Four elders from the Hall of Worship are here, and half the Spirit Masters above Soul Emperor rank from Spirit City came too. Anyone would think we were hunting a 100,000-year-old soul beast!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo replied sternly:
"Seventh Brother, don't take this lightly. The young master's importance to Spirit Hall—I don't need to explain that to you."
Demon Subduing Douluo glanced at Qian Renfeng in the distance and immediately fell silent.
After all, a boy who had two gods descend from the heavens to fight over him just for awakening his martial spirit…
That kind of talent truly deserved this level of protection.