Fleeing, Notting City!

Thus, compared to the disturbance in his Soul Power, Tang Hao was even more shocked by the changes in his martial soul.

After saying that, Tang Hao instinctively examined his own body.

"Pfft—"

The moment his spiritual power entered his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao detected nothing unusual, yet his brow furrowed even more deeply!

For a moment, his immense spiritual power swept across the surroundings. Only after finding nothing suspicious did Tang Hao relax slightly.

Even so, he did not fully let down his guard. Instead, he walked over to Tang San.

Without caring whether Tang San was tending to his own body, Tang Hao scooped him up and quickly returned home.

After all, his body had always harbored old injuries. Ever since his battle with Qian Xunji, he had yet to fully recover!

Now, this unexpected change had occurred for no apparent reason, making Tang Hao somewhat paranoid.

He knew his own body best! Just who was targeting him and Xiao San?! After doing all this, Yun Feng had originally wanted to continue cultivating.

After all, he had only practiced it once, and Yun Feng was still somewhat worried that it might be unstable.

But just as he was about to cultivate the Rakshasa Three Profound Transformations and the Ghost Fiend Calamity Blood Method again, he suddenly felt a wave of palpitations.

After sensing this change, Yun Feng abandoned the thought, and the palpitations promptly vanished.

"Could there be a limit on the number of times, or perhaps a time restriction?"

Thinking of this, Yun Feng hurriedly examined the Heaven Suppressing Stele within his Sea of Consciousness. At that moment, the stele appeared somewhat illusory, flickering in and out of sight as though it might vanish at any moment.

Seeing this, Yun Feng did not dare act carelessly or force himself to continue cultivating.

Instead, he began packing his belongings. Once everything was bundled up, he went from house to house.

He explained his intentions, saying that he wanted to head out and make his way in the world.

Though everyone in Holy Soul Village was extremely reluctant to see him go, even worried that something might happen to him, they ultimately nodded in agreement beneath Yun Feng's resolute gaze.

After leaving Holy Soul Village, Yun Feng looked at the large and small bundles on his back, as well as the money everyone had gathered for him.

His heart felt rather heavy.

He had already said everything he needed to say. Whether they listened or not was up to them.

After steadying his emotions, Yun Feng considered things and decided to head to Notting City first.

He would awaken his martial soul once more. After all, he possessed Soul Power now.

There was no way his second awakening would still fail to awaken anything!

Holy Soul Village was still some distance from Notting City. After walking for a long while, Yun Feng received help from some kindhearted people and caught a ride on their cart.

Upon arriving, Yun Feng offered them some money, but they refused to accept it.

Yun Feng did not say anything more and merely nodded.

Looking at the city before him, although Notting City was not a major city, perhaps because it lay near the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, its walls could still be described as imposing!

After passing the guards' inspection, he entered without any trouble.

He encountered no difficulties at all! Once inside the city, he saw buildings of every kind arranged neatly along both sides of the streets, with pavilions and towers rising one behind another.

People came and went throughout the city. Some merchants sold their goods, some soul masters patrolled the streets, while others were ordinary citizens living their ordinary lives.

After casually asking someone where Spirit Hall was located, Yun Feng headed straight there.

Before long, a distinctive building appeared before Yun Feng.

Guards stood watch outside the gates. Judging from the aura they gave off, although they were not soul masters, they were elite soldiers.

After learning that Yun Feng had come to awaken his martial soul, the soldiers did not obstruct him. Instead, they warmly wished him well.

They even assigned a soldier to lead Yun Feng to the place where martial souls were awakened!

The buildings inside Spirit Hall were grand and magnificent, with ceilings more than twenty meters high.

The entire dome of the hall was covered in all sorts of murals. Within one panel after another were engraved different martial souls, shining with a dazzling golden light—ancient yet elegant.

Noticing Yun Feng's gaze, the soldier smiled and said, "Impressive, isn't it?"

"The martial souls displayed above are all ones that appeared during the awakening ceremonies overseen by the Notting City Spirit Hall Branch over the years. As long as someone can become a soul master, they are qualified to have their martial soul engraved up there."

Yun Feng nodded to himself upon hearing this, then instinctively asked his question.

"Do I have to pay?"

The moment he said that, the soldier looked at Yun Feng with a hint of pity, apparently imagining who knew what.

"Silly boy, awakening a martial soul at Spirit Hall is free. How could they possibly charge money?"

Only then did Yun Feng understand why the soldier had been looking at him that way.

So the soldier had mistaken him for some kind of orphan. After all, Spirit Hall awakening martial souls for free was something known throughout the All-Continent.

"Spirit Hall really is great!"

"That is...!"

As he spoke, the soldier led Yun Feng up a staircase beside them to the second floor, where rows of rooms were arranged around the hall.

This was where Spirit Hall conducted its business. The soldier stopped outside one of the rooms, knocked on the door, and loudly called out, "Master Ma Xiunuo, a child has come to Spirit Hall. He says he wants to awaken his martial soul!"

An aged voice, carrying a trace of confusion, came from inside the room.

"Strange. Haven't all the martial souls in the nearby villages already been awakened this year?"

"Come in!"

Hearing this, the soldier lowered his head to look at Yun Feng and said with a smile:

"Go on in. Master Ma Xiunuo will help you awaken it. I need to get back to my post first!"

"Thank you!"

After sincerely thanking him, Yun Feng pushed open the door and walked inside.

Before him was a bright office. An elderly man sat behind a large desk, and the three-sword insignia on his chest marked him as a Soul Grandmaster.

"Greetings, Master Ma Xiunuo. My name is Yun Feng!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiunuo stopped what he was doing. He rose to his feet, carefully examined Yun Feng for a moment, then said kindly:

"Child, why did you come to Spirit Hall alone to awaken your martial soul? Didn't a deacon go to your village to help with the awakening?"

Yun Feng fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. His gaze was firm as he said, "That isn't it. Someone did come, but my awakening failed. I simply wasn't willing to accept it, so I came here to confirm it for myself!"

Yun Feng's words were extremely sincere! Even Ma Xiunuo, who had intended to refuse his request after hearing the first half, was left in a daze.

Should I give this child another chance? Even if it fails, it would only waste a little time. There wouldn't be any loss at all!