When he woke up, Jiang Chen found that he had transmigrated to a fantasy world and became the son of the Grand Preceptor of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty. However, due to his mother’s lowly status, he was only the son of a concubine. He couldn’t even compare to the son of a concubine.
Although he was the son of the Grand Preceptor, he was born with a low status. However, just as Jiang Chen was in despair, he suddenly awakened his natal martial soul.
What shocked Jiang Chen even more was that the natal martial soul he had awakened was actually the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery from the Primordial World.
He had awakened the Ancestral Magus Dijiang Martial Soul and mastered the laws of space and speed. Under extreme speed, even the Swift Sky Roc could only sigh.
He had awakened the Martial Soul of the Grand Wizard, Zhurong, and the Law of Palm Fire. A wisp of Chaos Divine Fire could burn the Greater World.
He had awakened the Martial Soul of the Ancestor of Sorcery, the Law of Lightning Palm. A bolt of Chaos Divine Lightning could split the Chaos Universe.
What was that? All twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had awakened? Transforming into Pangu? The strongest Saint?