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Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I Am the White Emperor of Heaven!

EphemeralShadow
Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became Dai Chengfeng, the fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire, and awakened the White Tiger Martial Soul. The ancestors of the Dai family had decreed that the first three soul rings of the White Tiger Soul must be identical for the best combination! However, Dai Chengfeng refused to configure his soul skill according to the ancestral regulations. The White Tiger belongs to metal and is a master of slaughter. What on earth is this White Tiger Guardian Barrier? As a result, the Emperor of Star Luo banished Dai Chengfeng in anger, ordered the Zhu family to cancel the marriage engagement, and prepared to temper Dai Chengfeng's arrogance. Years later. Upon meeting Dai Chengfeng again, Dai Mubai was surprised to find that his younger brother not only did not become useless due to absorbing the wrong soul ring, but his White Tiger Spirit was worlds apart from his own! ... Dai Mubai: "We both have the White Tiger Soul, but compared with Dai Chengfeng, why does my soul seem more like a house cat?!" Tang San: "Even my Blue Silver Emperor instinctively fears Dai Chengfeng's soul? You call this a White Tiger?" Asura God: "Oh no! His murderous aura is even thicker than mine, the Asura God. Is he targeting me?!" Star Luo Emperor: "Well, does Chengfeng know his mistake now?" "Reporting to Your Majesty, Prince Chengfeng has already become a god!" Emperor of Star Luo: "???." Dai Chengfeng: I am the White Emperor! The Holy Spirit of Heaven! The ominous god, governing all killings under heaven, and also the master of innate Ultimate Metal! THIS IS A TRANSLATION. Advanced chapters at: patreon.com/EphemeralShadow
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