The Last Soul Master

"Am I unearthed? Or from the underground of the sect's forbidden area? Even the memory is gone? It's not a big problem. I can go to the sect and make a living, and find out who I am... Wait, what do you mean that there have always been only warriors in this world, and no one has ever heard of a 'soul master'?" Break out of the ground and see the light of day again. The amnesiac boy Mo Yuan soon discovered that his painting style was incompatible with the entire Xiaojie—— When others cultivate the Gang Yuan, the golden light is vast; when I refine the Soul Energy, the black flames devour the soul. It would be difficult for others to break through a single level after practicing hard for half a lifetime; I sat cross-legged and broke through four levels in a row. For other people's experience, the sect provides food, accommodation, hair, food and money; for my experience, it all relies on my senior sister's leadership to "rob the rich and give to the poor". Soul master inheritance, soul line, soul flame, soul-condensing jade, soul-breaking sword, black jade ancient temple, holding Tianxian in the mouth... Originally he just wanted to keep a low profile under the name of "Gangyuan Mutation", but as time went by, Mo Yuan found that the secret seemed to be getting harder and harder to hide: at the same moment he was born, a Condensation Jade fell from the sky, impartially, and just right. Falling on the broken ground; the master is unfathomable, and all his details can be seen at a glance but he keeps secret; the legendary ancient era of souls, the three thousand realms of the soul realm that were destroyed, the chained magic mountain that sealed the sky with his body... Everything points to the same answer. Could it be that I am actually the glorious soul that has been forgotten by time for too long - the soul master who has fallen from eternity? …