Douluo Dalu: My Martial Soul Is the Three Great Rebels of the Heavenly Court

[An exhilarating power fantasy + the protagonist's group gets crushed]

My name is Song Zhong, the Song Zhong who sends people off to their final rest.

I transmigrated into Douluo Dalu, arriving in Nuoding City as an orphan.

By a twist of fate, Yu Xiaogang took a liking to me and made me his disciple.

But when I awakened my Martial Soul at six, three balls of light appeared. Everyone thought they were one Martial Soul, but they were actually three.

Because of these three unusual Martial Souls, my Innate Soul Power was only one rank. I became the most useless of the useless in everyone's eyes, and Yu Xiaogang abandoned me.

Song Zhong, abandoned by Yu Xiaogang, immediately activated his Martial Souls and joined Spirit Hall.

My Martial Souls were never Trash Martial Souls. They were Triple Martial Souls, the three most rebellious figures in the Heavenly Court.

One stone, two catties of lotus root, three eyes, and a dog on a leash.

First Martial Soul: Three heads and six arms, enough to make ghosts and gods tremble. My fate is mine to command, not Heaven's.

The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, Marshal of the Central Altar, the Demon Pill: Nezha!

Second Martial Soul: A three-pointed, double-edged blade that cleaves the heavens, with a divine third eye whose might shakes the nine heavens.

The Perfected Lord of Qingyuan and the wondrous Way, Erlang Shen of Guanjiangkou: Yang Jian!

Third Martial Soul: Crush the Firmament and shatter the nine heavens, one staff sweeping all the immortals from the sky.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Handsome Monkey King of the Water Curtain Cave on Flower Fruit Mountain: Sun Wukong!

Years later, when Yu Xiaogang led Tang San and the others to Spirit Hall for the final battle, Song Zhong stood with an arm around Pope Bibi Dong's waist, smiling at Yu Xiaogang. “Teacher, long time no see.”

When Yu Xiaogang saw that the mysterious divine son with an arm around Bibi Dong was the same abandoned disciple he had once dismissed as useless, his guts twisted with regret. Spirit Hall hailed this peerless prodigy as one who appeared once in ten thousand years, with no equal before or since, and had bestowed upon him the title of its first-ever Divine Son.