On a night when crimson moonlight drenched the White Tiger Duke’s Mansion, Huo Yuntian traced the pattern of dragon scales in the mold stains of the woodshed.
The Godslayer System carried by the transmigrator had yet to activate, while the Martial Soul of the Primordial Chaos Ancestral Dragon had already begun devouring his meridians.
Six-year-old Huo Yuhao huddled in his elder brother’s arms, his Spirit Eyes reflecting the poisoned steel nails wielded by the duchess.
When the soul-testing crystal shattered under the dragon’s might, the brothers saw the chain of judgment cast down by the Divine Realm: shackles meant for the successor chosen for Tang San.
“If this world has no place for the Martial Soul of a bastard...”
Huo Yuntian crushed the Godslayer Contract he had received as a System reward, and dragon wings split the night sky above the Star Luo Empire.
“Then I’ll rewrite the laws of the Divine Realm with the blood of the Chaos Dragon.”
This chapter does not completely follow the original story. If you don’t like that, read with caution.
