The ground shook as the Beast King stepped onto the battlefield. His massive aura crushed everything around him. No one dared to stand before him.
But one person did.
Ling Tian.
He looked small… weak… almost fragile compared to the Beast King.
The Beast King laughed loudly.
"You? Fight me? You don't even have power!"
Ling Tian stayed calm.
"I may be weak… but I understand power."
The Beast King roared and attacked instantly—
⚡ BOOM!
The ground cracked as his fist slammed down.
Ling Tian barely escaped, breathing heavily. He knew he couldn't win with strength.
Slowly, he raised his hand. A thin, glowing thread appeared.
The Beast King smirked.
"That tiny thing? Useless."
He struck it carelessly—
⚡ CRACK!
The thread snapped back and hit him.
The Beast King was surprised—but not hurt.
He attacked again, stronger this time—
⚡ BOOM!
The thread struck back even harder.
Now the Beast King's smile faded.
"For the last time!" he roared, using full power—
⚡ EXPLOSION!
The thread released its final attack and disappeared.
Silence.
The Beast King stood still, slightly injured… shocked.
Ling Tian fell to his knees, exhausted.
"I told you…" Ling Tian said weakly,
"Power is not just strength… it's how you use it."
The Beast King looked at him carefully. Even though Ling Tian was weak, he had fought with intelligence and control.
The Beast King nodded.
"You are weak… but your mind is strong. That is true power."
From that day on, the Beast King never underestimated the weak again.
And Ling Tian proved that even the weakest can stand against the strongest—with wisdom.
Ling Tian stood alone, thinking deeply.
"The Beast King guards a powerful wolf. If I can just pass the test… maybe I'll get an opportunity."
But things didn't go as he expected.
When he finally faced the Beast King, the king looked down at him and said,
"So, you came here for an opportunity?"
Ling Tian respectfully bowed.
"Yes, senior. If you know about any opportunity, please tell me."
The Beast King stared at him for a moment, then said,
"Fine… I will give you one. But remember this—
you cannot use full power. If you do, you may turn into something you cannot control… even a demon."
Ling Tian was confused.
"Why?"
The Beast King replied seriously,
"Because your level is too low. Even if you try to use full power, your body won't handle it. You will be injured… or worse."
Ling Tian clenched his fists but nodded.
"Okay. I understand."
The Beast King then raised his hand.
"Then take it… the System."
Suddenly, everything went silent.
Inside Ling Tian's mind, a strange voice appeared:
"System activated…"
"New master registration in progress…"
"Registration complete… Welcome, Master Ling Tian."
Ling Tian's eyes widened.
A new power had awakened inside him.
But he knew… this was just the beginning.
Far away, the Beast King smiled slightly.
"Let's see… how far a weak boy can go."
The Beast King stood silently, but inside his mind, a thought appeared—
"This boy… he is from the Ling Clan. One of the ancient powerhouses of the universe… but why is he so weak?"
Something didn't feel right.
At that moment, a cold wind passed through the battlefield.
Far away, Yue Ling suddenly stopped walking. Her eyes narrowed.
"Wait…" she whispered. "This energy…"
She slowly turned toward the direction of Ling Tian.
"This energy… it's not normal."
Back on the battlefield, Ling Tian felt something strange inside his body. The System was active, but another force… darker and deeper… was awakening.
A faint glow appeared near his hand.
Then—
A sword.
But it was not an ordinary sword.
It was old… ancient… covered in strange markings that seemed to move like shadows.
Yue Ling's voice echoed in the distance,
"This energy… it's coming from that sword!"
The Beast King's expression suddenly changed. For the first time, a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes.
"That sword…" he muttered.
"It should not exist here…"
Ling Tian looked at the sword, confused.
He had never seen it before.
But somehow… it felt like it belonged to him.
Suddenly, the System voice spoke again:
"Unknown weapon detected…"
"Origin: ???"
"Power level: Unmeasurable…"
The air became heavy.
Even the Beast King took a step back.
Inside the sword, something whispered—
"Finally… you have awakened me…"
Ling Tian's heart started beating faster.
He didn't know it yet…
But this was not just power.
This was a mystery that could shake the entire universe
As Ling Tian held the ancient sword, its dark aura slowly spread across the battlefield. The Beast King watched carefully, his instincts warning him—
"Something far beyond my understanding has awakened…"
Far away, Yue Ling felt the same disturbance.
Her heart started beating faster.
"This energy… it's not just from the sword," she whispered. "There's something else…"
Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet trembled.
A faint glow appeared before her, and out of nowhere…
a mysterious ancient book materialized in the air.
The book was old, covered in dust, with strange symbols glowing faintly on its cover. It slowly opened by itself.
Yue Ling stepped back in shock.
"A book…?"
As she looked closer, the symbols began to move, forming words she could somehow understand.
A deep voice echoed in her mind:
"New successor detected…"
"Heavenly Record activated…"
Yue Ling's eyes widened.
"Successor… me?"
Pages of the book started flipping rapidly, as if searching for something.
Then suddenly—
one page stopped.
On it was a name.
Ling Tian.
Yue Ling froze.
"How… is his name here?"
At the same moment, on the battlefield—
Ling Tian's sword began to glow even brighter.
The System voice spoke again:
"Connection established…"
"Unknown link detected: Yue Ling…"
The Beast King's eyes widened.
"Two powers… connected?!"
Back with Yue Ling, the book revealed more words:
"Sword and Record… must unite."
"Only then will the truth of the Ling Clan awaken."
A cold silence filled the air.
Yue Ling closed the book slowly, her hands trembling.
"This is no coincidence…"
She looked toward the horizon—toward Ling Tian.
"I need to find him."
Meanwhile, Ling Tian tightened his grip on the sword.
He didn't know why… but he felt it too—
Someone was calling him.