Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

After a simple observation of the sphere in front of him—this was a congregation of soul energy, Wen Yu didn’t detect anything amiss through his Soul Perception.

The next second, a black light shot out from Wen Yu’s fingertip, darkness energy surged like a laser, instantly penetrating the sphere.

”Bang!”

The defenseless light sphere shattered immediately under the combination of Wen Yu’s Pitch-dark Divine Light and Soul Strike.

Sparkling crystal fragments scattered and danced around, rendering the entire space as beautiful as a fairyland, and then…

The anticipated situation of exiting the Soul Battlefield space did not occur. In Wen Yu’s puzzled gaze, a dim light gradually gathered where the light sphere had dissipated.

The next second, Wen Yu felt a tremendous force generated instantly, pulling at his Soul Body, the dim light that appeared out of thin air acting like a miniature black hole, dragging Wen Yu’s Soul Body into an unknown space in the blink of an eye.

In that moment, Wen Yu felt the world spinning, unable to grasp the situation, as the scene before him drastically changed.

...

”Wah wah wah…”

”It’s born, it’s born, it’s a young master!”

”Stop the bleeding quickly, the madam won’t last much longer!”

”Where’s the midwife, where’s the doctor?”

The chaotic sounds rose from all around, yet Wen Yu could not sense his own body at all, only feeling as though he was trapped in a dark, narrow container, able only to vaguely hear the sounds from outside.

Until a pair of coarse large hands appeared in his perception.

The large hands were warm and strong, exuding a kind of power that seemed to soothe people’s hearts. The ”wah wah wah” of the baby’s cry gradually faded away, replaced by the soft laughter of the baby.

”My lord, the madam has died...”

A slightly cold voice came from not far away, the owner of the large hands was silent for a moment before saying something that made Wen Yu’s blood run cold with a calm tone: ”Then, the Lin Family doesn’t need to exist anymore, kill everyone who knows.”

”Yes, my lord.”

Subsequently, the chaotic sounds transformed into wailing cries for help, which then slowly subsided.

Until the owner of the large hands spoke again.

”What should I call you, tsk tsk, well, I can’t call you Tongtian Second Generation, your father has no shortage of enemies...”

”Hmm, got it, since my ambition is the Grand Dao, and you are my only son, I hope you can stand at the very pinnacle of this world like me, and become the one sole Dominator, let’s call you Heavenly Dao.”

”How is this name?”

”It’s a great name...”

Another voice, as if drunk, came from the side.

”You’ve been drinking again… ah, never mind, I know, I say it and you’ll still ignore it. Let’s go, prepare the entourage to return to the palace, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has just been established, there are many matters in the alliance, plus the demon plague… ah, a season full of troubles...”

”I don’t know if being born at this time, as my son, is a fortune or misfortune...”

A drunken voice replied: ”Of course it’s misfortune… think about how many people you’ve killed and how many Demon Tribe high-offs eliminated, if you ask me, being your son is a miserable fate for sure! Like assassinations and suppressions, surely they won’t be few and far between!”

The owner of the large hands was silent for a moment: ”In that case, let’s say to the others that Heavenly Dao is a child I picked up, and I will take him as my disciple, yes, let’s go with that...”

”What about those subordinates...”

”Help me deal with them.”

...

At first, Wen Yu didn’t quite understand these voices, then Wen Yu realized.

This should be Heavenly Dao’s memory.

As soon as this thought popped up, Wen Yu felt his consciousness drifting, then slowly departing from the original cage—that should be Heavenly Dao’s body.

As soon as consciousness left Heavenly Dao’s body, the vague thoughts from Heavenly Dao vanished instantly, replaced by a grand carriage flying in the sky.

Two ferocious, flood dragon-like monster spread their wings and soared, pulling a massive carriage resembling a palace, flying swiftly in a certain direction, and in the center of the palace, a burly figure with a face that seemed pixelated, holding a small baby, was holding a bottle-like object, its crimson liquid shimmering softly.

Perhaps the liquid in the bottle tasted good, as the little baby drank it while waving its hands and feet, letting out a chuckling ”ying ying ying.”

The warm scene made Wen Yu suddenly realize—that compared to himself, the fake, Heavenly Dao was the rightful Young Master of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, the only son of the Almighty Immortal Emperor!

Having understood these things, Wen Yu looked down at his own body.

Formless and intangible, yet consciously clear, Wen Yu still couldn’t comprehend what kind of existence he was at this moment…

Coupled with the bizarre scene unfolding in the Soul Battlefield, Wen Yu had some guesses in his mind…

...

The images before him appeared to tremble, like a video on fast forward, the scene before his eyes flashed past at an unnaturally fast pace.

Like a spectator, Wen Yu witnessed the Almighty Immortal Emperor returning to the resplendent Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance Headquarters with Heavenly Dao, subsequently, as the only disciple of the Almighty Immortal Emperor, Heavenly Dao received unimaginable resources.

Nectar of Jade Dew, the foodstuff, drinks, even the building materials for his residence, and bed, all were supreme treasures capable of unlocking potential or enhancing physical capabilities.

However, the abundant provision of resources meant bearing the hope of everyone and some sort of responsibility...

From the moment he could speak, some white-haired old scholars began lecturing Heavenly Dao, teaching the most advanced cultivation techniques of the Universe of Immortals and Heroes, and at three years of age, he was placed by the Almighty Immortal Emperor in a cage to battle against an Early Stage Level 1 Soot Skin Demon Fiend with mere 2-point physical prowess.

Then came the Conversion, becoming a professionist, under the watch of the Almighty Immortal Emperor, the professional system and skill system of Heavenly Dao were configured into the well-known, strongest skill system, followed by learning, slaughtering…

For Heavenly Dao, the word ’childhood’ was merely a term, an attainable dream, yet as a bystander, Wen Yu couldn’t help but form another opinion—frightening, powerful!

Under the elite education system, Heavenly Dao grew at such an alarming speed that even Wen Yu found it terrifying—the crossing-level challenges were trivial occurrences, and under the guidance of the Almighty Immortal Emperor, the understanding of the Universe of Immortals and Heroes matured rapidly, with styles of actions and strategies displayed such maturity that it seemed almost unfitting for a young child.

The visuals fast-forwarded once more, as the rapid transition unfolded, Wen Yu saw Heavenly Dao, only 10 years old, slaying his way through a crowd of Level 6 monsters, even the Limit Breakthrough Level demon spawns appeared like mere grass beneath Heavenly Dao’s immense power, easily dismantled.

This power, even compared to Tang Haofei, who resurrected five times, was hardly inferior!

Naturally, Heavenly Dao effortlessly became the leader of the new generation in the Universe of Immortals and Heroes.

At an age not yet adult, leading a team through countless missions, resolving numerous major issues for the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, his invincible demeanor, plus the Almighty Immortal Emperor’s patronage, made Heavenly Dao’s entry into the decision-making level of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance seamless.

Upon reaching adulthood, Heavenly Dao smoothly became a Level 10 Breakthrough Achiever, coupled with his strong cultivation technique achievements of Universe of Immortals and Heroes, the newly adult Heavenly Dao rightfully ascended to the fourth seat of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance—second only to the Almighty Immortal Emperor, Drunken Taoist, and in name, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance Chief, Da Luo!

Then, the swiftly changing visuals slowed down...

...

Before Wen Yu appeared a somewhat dim conference room.

The four highest decision-makers of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance—the Almighty Immortal Emperor, Drunken Taoist, Heavenly Dao, and Da Luo—were sitting in this conference room, discussing one decision of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance after another.