Tang Lin traveled through Douluo Continent, and his awakened martial spirit turned out to be a "waste gun" covered with rust. The villagers laughed at him, his quota was taken away, and his future was bleak. However, when the rust gun accidentally pierced the century-old mandala snake, a cold reminder sounded in his mind: [The origin of the soul-devouring beast has been detected. Will it be transformed?
The moment you choose "yes", your destiny is reversed! The scrapped gun peeled off rust, manifested into blue magic patterns, and devoured the soul beast's origin to feed himself back. No soul ring is needed, killing is evolution! While Tang San was still practicing step by step, Tang Lin's soul-eating spear was already tempering its edge in the blood and fire, nourishing war with battle, and proving the Tao with killing. Wisdom is the blade, and the killing is decisive. A bloody road of thorns that swallows thousands of souls and points directly to the throne of God spreads out from the shadow of the Holy Soul Village! Wherever the spear points, gods and demons tremble!
So pretty!
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