The Rock Prince of Douluo Continent

Chapter 1 The Rock Prince of Douluo Continent

"Xiao Li, Xiao Ying, stand up and get ready to awaken your martial soul. Relax, don't be too nervous."

A kind old man led two exquisitely beautiful children to the center of a six-pointed star-shaped magic circle, where various expensive crystals were displayed on the ground. Although the decoration of this hall was not luxurious, it had a solemn, even sacred, feeling. Sculptures of ancient people with different forms and temperaments were placed on the walls, and gemstones were inlaid on the ceiling, arranged in the shape of a swan.

Behind the old man stood a group of people, all dressed in extremely magnificent attire, yet none dared to utter a sound. If an outsider were present, they would immediately recognize the elderly man in the black Soul Master robes at the forefront as the Dean of the Royal Soul Master Academy, a Soul Douluo-level expert, who now stood with his hands at his sides, like a servant, seemingly waiting for something.

All eyes, filled with a variety of emotions—expectation, jealousy, and even hidden hostility—were focused on the two children who looked no more than six years old.

The boy's face possessed a composure beyond his years, even an air of indifference towards everything. Though only six years old, he already exuded the aura of an emperor, as imposing as a mountain. Despite it being the awakening of his martial spirit, a momentous occasion that could potentially determine his entire life, there was not a trace of tension or excitement on his face.

On the other side, being led by the old man, was a little girl with her hair tied in braids. The little girl had delicate features and was already a beauty in the making; although it was clearly the most important moment in her life, there was no expectation on her face, but rather an indifference that did not belong to her age.

Xue Li, or rather, Zhong Li, stood in the center of the six-pointed star formation and closed her eyes as instructed by the old man.

That's right. He's not from this world; he's a time traveler.

His true name is "Morax", and he comes from a world called "Teyvat". In that world, he was the Geo Archon, the creator and guardian god of the kingdom called Liyue.

However, Liyue has matured enough to enter an era of rule by men; he also relinquished his position as emperor and, together with the immortals who once ruled Liyue, retreated into the background, silently continuing to protect the east of the Teyvat continent.

Until that day comes.

The heavens were torn apart; countless terrifying invaders, their bodies adorned with golden patterns, descended from the abyss, wreaking havoc across the continent of Teyvat. These beings, known as "Abundant Blight," brought a calamity far surpassing the Dark Calamity of the past. As the guardian god of Liyue, he once again raised his Rainbow Spear, stained with the blood of the demon god, and fought alongside the guardian gods of other realms.

Unfortunately, this time, he was powerless to reverse the situation. He only remembered that in his final moments, he and Inazuma's guardian, that powerful warrior, fell into the black hole together.

Then he traveled to the Douluo Continent.

That's right. Soon after he arrived, he recognized where he was. When he was wandering around the mortal world in the past, he had read a novel called "Douluo Continent," which was left by that blond traveler. The content of the novel was absurd and unbelievable, and he had only read it to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, he actually traveled to this world? Could it be that the traveler had truly experienced this world before?

He wasn't particularly concerned about what kind of martial soul he would possess. As the Geo Archon, an existence that had existed for countless ages, he possessed countless memories of ways to become stronger. He had dabbled in Liyue's Celestial Arts, martial arts, and mechanical arts; Mondstadt's alchemy; Inazuma's Yin-Yang arts; and Fontaine's industrial technology.

Moreover, although he no longer possesses the Heart of God, the essence of his divine nature remains unchanged. Theoretically speaking, with sufficient faith, it's only a matter of time before he regains the power of his former Rock God. How could the rules of this world's Soul Masters possibly restrict the power of a "god"?

Under the old emperor's expectant guidance, faint golden specks floated on the ground; standing in the magic circle, Zhong Li felt a warm sensation as if he were bathing in a hot spring, which was very comfortable; the elemental power in his body, or what this world calls "soul power", seemed to be summoned and became active.

Whether it's soul power or elemental power, a medium is needed to unleash its power. In Teyvat, it's the Eye of God, while in Douluo Continent, it's something called a "Martial Soul."

In this world, there are countless types of martial souls, but they are ranked in terms of quality. Some martial souls are called "useless martial souls," which usually have no accompanying soul power after awakening, making them unable to cultivate and destined to remain ordinary people for their entire lives. Even among royalty and nobility, once someone awakens a useless martial soul, their status will plummet, and they will suffer endless scorn from others.

Some powerful martial souls are highly sought after, as they determine one's extraordinary future talent. A powerful martial soul often also means a higher innate soul power, allowing for faster cultivation than others. For example, the Swan Martial Soul inherited by the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire is a mid-to-high-level martial soul, generally with an average innate soul power of around level five.

As for whether he will really awaken his family's swan martial soul?

"Um?"

A slight look of astonishment flashed across the old emperor's face; he sensed two invisible forces violently devouring his soul power. How could this happen just from awakening a martial soul?

"Snap!"

The girl's body suddenly floated up, and she closed her eyes. An extremely sublime majesty and nobility emanated from her, and for a moment the old emperor had the illusion that, before this six-year-old daughter, he was like a mortal, a subject before a deity.

Bolts of lightning swirled around the girl, their oppressive aura causing those in the distance to palpate in terror. At that moment, the girl's pale gold braids gradually turned into a deep purplish-black color, moving without wind.

What... what kind of martial spirit is this? Has such a spirit ever awakened in the history of the royal family?

"boom!"

A bolt of purple lightning struck down from the void, and the girl caught it in her hand. The magnificent ceiling was torn open by the lightning, revealing the dark, cloud-covered sky outside.

A long naginata, shaped like a horse's tail, was held in the girl's hand; the naginata in the girl's hand was perfectly natural, with an unparalleled aura that could cut through everything.

All eyes were fixed on the naginata held in the girl's left hand; no one noticed the purple light that flashed across her chest as well.

boom!

Another, even more terrifying aura appeared at this moment, diverting everyone's attention.

Beneath Zhongli's feet rose a series of jade tablets, encircling him in the center; a dark golden spear appeared in Zhongli's hand, its golden patterns deep and heavy, the blade faintly carrying traces of blood; it seemed that a casual swing could tear the air apart.

But what was even more astonishing was what appeared behind Zhongli. A tall, majestic, azure-blue phantom slowly emerged behind Zhongli, wearing a twelve-tassel crown unlike anything ever seen before in this world, its aura overwhelming past, present, and future.

Even Zhongli had not anticipated such a turn of events.

"What barbarian barbarians dare to disturb my slumber?"

(End of this chapter)