18: The Soul Clan is in great shape, and Hun Cang wants a chance!

Chapter 18: The Soul Clan's Grandeur, Soul Cang Wants a Chance!

On the desolate land, a crack suddenly appeared in the void, continuously expanding, with swirling, vortex-like light within it.

A figure shot out from inside!

This person had a handsome and very young appearance, with a calm gaze in his black eyes.

It was Soul Cang, who had left Wutan City.

The Dou Qi wings on his back flapped, and he hovered in the air, his gaze lifted, staring at a certain area.

A few breaths later, a wisp of black smoke-like mist emerged from the spot Soul Cang was staring at, rolling towards him.

Soul Cang remained unmoved, allowing himself to be enveloped.

When the smoke dissipated, Soul Cang's figure in mid-air also vanished without a trace.

“Young Master Cang.”

“Greetings, Lord Cang.”

As soon as he stood firm, respectful greetings reached Soul Cang's ears.

Before him was a majestic city, vast in area, large enough to accommodate tens of millions of people, truly describable as a region.

Soul Cang nodded coolly and walked straight into the city.

Inside the city, both sides of the streets were adorned with lanterns and streamers, bustling with activity.

The annual test was extremely important to everyone in the Soul Clan.

After all, after tens of thousands of years of development, the Soul Clan was no longer a small tribe of a few thousand people.

And as time passed, the differences in individual talent gradually became apparent, leading to distinctions in status and lifestyle.

Soul Cang's mother was not a noble; she was favored by Soul Emperor, giving birth to him.

Therefore, Soul Cang was also allotted a courtyard in the central area of the city.

Returning home, he pushed open the door, and a woman rushed out, still holding a spatula.

“Son, you’re back? Did you suffer outside? Why do you look like you’ve lost weight?” The woman asked with deep concern.

Soul Cang smiled and said, “Mom, do you want me to get as fat as a pig before you’re satisfied?”

“Talking nonsense again. What are you comparing a perfectly good person to a pig for?” Soul Lin Hua unhappily slapped her son’s arm.

Pulling him inside, she made Soul Cang sit at the table, then turned and went back into the kitchen.

Before long, four dishes and a soup were laid out on the table.

The two began to eat.

Soul Lin Hua barely ate anything, constantly focused on serving Soul Cang.

“Mom, how am I supposed to eat all this?” Soul Cang put down his chopsticks helplessly, looking at the small mountain of dishes, finding it both amusing and frustrating.

“Simple, watch me.” Soul Lin Hua completely misunderstood Soul Cang's meaning, brought over a large rice bowl, poured Soul Cang's rice and dishes into it, and then shoved the bowl into the wide-eyed Soul Cang’s arms.

Soul Lin Hua clapped her hands, smiling with satisfaction, “Son, now me serving you won’t delay you eating your rice, right?”

“…”

Soul Cang was speechless. There was nothing he could do; his mother's good intentions couldn't be refused.

He quickly finished his meal, then stopped Soul Lin Hua, who was about to clean up, and said, “Mom, I have something to tell you.”

“What? Did you find a wife on your trip?” Soul Lin Hua placed her hands on her knees, her face full of anticipation.

“…” Soul Cang’s forehead developed a few black lines, and he shook his head, saying, “No, I’m serious. Mom, I’ve broken through to a Dou Huang.”

“A Dou Huang? Heh, what’s so… Wait, did you say you broke through to a Dou Huang?” Soul Lin Hua was initially dismissive, but then suddenly froze mid-sentence.

She stared blankly at Soul Cang, somewhat incredulous.

Soul Cang nodded seriously, displaying his strength to prove it was true.

“This, this… didn’t the test say your strength could only cultivate to the peak of a Dou Wang?” Soul Lin Hua felt her mind was a bit muddled.

“I had a fortunate encounter outside,” Soul Cang said with an ambiguous smile.

Pausing, he continued, “Mom, I want to compete in this test!”

Initially, upon learning that her son had broken through his talent limitations, Soul Lin Hua's face lit up with a smile, but when she heard Soul Cang’s subsequent words, her upward-curving lips suddenly froze.

After a long while, Soul Lin Hua said with a complex expression, “Son, it's fine if I suffer a bit of grievance. We have no background; we can't compete with them.”

“No, Mom, believe me. And I want to compete not just for you, but for other reasons as well,” Soul Cang said with a firm tone.

There was a particularly strict rule within the Soul Clan: to stand out, one must demonstrate ability and emerge victorious from a series of opponents to gain more support.

Otherwise, living in the Soul Clan would only mean being an ordinary clansman.

Soul Cang did not want to face a situation where he would be powerless to resist being sacrificed when Soul Emperor advanced to a Dou Di many years later.

…

A few days later.

The Soul Clan was filled with cheers, and figures treading through the sky were visible everywhere.

Dou Wang and Dou Huang experts, who were formidable in Wutan City, were merely messengers shuttling back and forth within the Soul Clan.

Dou Zong experts, who were powerful in the Gama Empire, were only slightly higher-ranking patrol guards.

This was the true face of the Dou Qi Continent, the true foundation of the Eight Ancient Clans.

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Soul Cang sometimes found it strange: how could the Soul Clan, with its many years of inheritance and such profound foundations, allow Xiao Yan to grow step by step until he became unstoppable in the end?

Wisps of black smoke swept across the sky, converging in one place, forming a figure. Beside him, another figure emerged.

Powerful, majestic, indifferent.

This was Soul Cang's first impression upon seeing the other party.

“Greetings, Clan Leader!”

Everyone in the Soul Clan, seeing that figure, bowed in unison.

Soul Emperor's face was as if covered in ice, without a trace of a smile, and he spoke indifferently, “Rise…”

After a few simple words, the testing ceremony began.

Not everyone gathered in one place, otherwise, by the time the test finished, half a year would likely have passed.

Arrangements would be made at different locations according to people's different statuses.

Soul Cang, as an illegitimate child, was considered a relative. He, along with a group of direct descendants, underwent the test in the inner arena.

Soul Emperor was also present there, with Void Swallowing Flame standing beside him.

Soul Cang didn't wait long before he stepped onto the stage. When he was detected as a One-Star Dou Huang, a small gasp of surprise rippled through the scene.

Soul Emperor’s face, however, showed no change in expression.

After all, even if he broke through his talent limitations, a One-Star Dou Huang was nothing special in the Soul Clan.

Before long, the test ended. Soul Emperor stood up and called out a few names, such as Soul Jade, Soul Cliff, and Soul Fury.

“Now is the time…” Taking a deep breath, Soul Cang stepped forward: “Father!”

There was a slight commotion on the scene, and gazes of surprise turned towards Soul Cang. Most people's faces showed confusion and curiosity.

“What is it?” Soul Emperor turned around and looked at him.

“I want a chance!” Soul Cang said frankly, “I want to contribute to the Soul Clan, just like them!”

“You?” Soul Emperor frowned slightly.

Among those who had been selected, many now looked at Soul Cang with mocking smiles.

Because among them, the weakest had at least Six-Star Dou Zong strength.

The strongest even had strength approaching a Two-Star Dou Zun.

And a One-Star Dou Huang like Soul Cang did not seem like someone who could be compared to them.

As a family that had once produced a Dou Di, there existed a bloodline known as the 'Divine Bloodline,' where cultivation and strength were higher than ordinary people from birth.

It had been many years since such a self-recommendation had occurred… Soul Emperor pondered for a second.

He said, “Give me a reason.”