Spirit Eyes Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power

The Awakening Room was not particularly spacious, square and bare, carrying some of the emptiness of the Quiet Room where he had first met Han Tianyi. Yet upon closer inspection, it was completely different.

The walls, floor, and even the ceiling were not plain white, but densely covered in exceedingly intricate and mysterious patterns.

Dai Yuhao knew that these were Soul Guidance Array Patterns. Only with them could one awaken a Martial Soul.

At this moment, only Leng Yaozhu and Dai Yuhao were in the room.

For a Quasi-Demigod like Leng Yaozhu to personally oversee the Martial Soul Awakening of a mere child would have shocked and envied countless people if word got out.

But at this moment, it was not merely because of her expectations for Dai Yuhao.

It also meant that she would keep the answer she had waited three years for entirely in her own hands.

"Yuhao, stand in the center."

Leng Yaozhu's voice was especially clear in the silent room, carrying a trace of tension that was hard to detect.

Dai Yuhao did as she said, walking step by step to the very center of the room.

The patterns carved into the floor there were the densest, forming a perfect circle roughly one meter in diameter.

Once he had taken his place, he saw Leng Yaozhu's solemn expression as she slowly raised her right hand.

Her palm faced upward, her five fingers slightly spread.

The next instant, a cluster of soft, pure milky-white light lit up in her palm. At first it was like a firefly, then it became like a bright moon!

The light was not dazzling. It shot straight upward and precisely entered the most crucial Array Eye at the center of the ceiling.

Then, beginning from that "lit" core in the ceiling, the dense Soul Guidance Array Patterns seemed to come alive!

The patterns on the ceiling were the first to light up completely. The light then cascaded down the walls, illuminating the patterns there one by one like a rushing waterfall.

Finally, it gathered within the circular Magic Circle beneath Dai Yuhao's feet and suddenly erupted in the brightest, gentlest golden-white radiance!

Dai Yuhao felt a faint numbness in the soles of his feet, as though something warm had quietly burrowed into his body through them.

At first, it felt like a weak current of electricity, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

Then it turned into a warm current that rapidly spread up his legs. Wherever it passed, his meridians grew faintly hot, and even his blood seemed to flow faster.

Under Leng Yaozhu's concentrated gaze, Dai Yuhao's entire body was completely enveloped in that dense, pure white Soul Power radiance.

The energy stirred by the awakening ritual surged through him, resonated, searched for the anchor within his bloodline, and called to his sleeping Martial Soul.

The light reached its peak, then slowly receded like the tide, revealing Dai Yuhao within.

Leng Yaozhu's gaze immediately swept over his entire body. No outward, tangible form of a Martial Soul had appeared.

A trace of surprise flashed through her eyes. She had clearly sensed fluctuations of Soul Power just now, so how could there be... no Martial Soul manifestation?

Yet at the very instant that thought arose, she caught something unusual.

The awakened Soul Power within Dai Yuhao was spontaneously and continuously gathering toward a specific part of his body.

The direction was—his eyes!

Leng Yaozhu's gaze immediately locked tightly onto Dai Yuhao's face.

The child standing there, who seemed somewhat dazed himself, slowly lifted his head.

The instant he raised his eyes, Leng Yaozhu saw that Dai Yuhao's already bright eyes seemed to have been infused with Stars!

Their color became deeper and clearer, while a faint Gleaming Sheen seemed to flow around the edges of his pupils.

Spirit Eyes!

These two legendary words surfaced in Leng Yaozhu's mind without warning!

All her guesses, all her waiting, seemed to find their answer at this moment!

The Martial Soul Dai Yuhao had awakened appeared to be the same exceedingly rare and powerful Spirit Type Body Martial Soul as that of the Spirit Pagoda's Founder from Ten Thousand Years Ago, Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao—the Spirit Eyes!

While Dai Yuhao's Spirit Eyes Martial Soul stirred stormy waves in Leng Yaozhu's heart, Dai Yuhao, standing at the center of the awakening array, was immersed in an unprecedentedly novel experience.

He only felt as though an invisible hand had gently wiped away all the haze and dust before his eyes, making the world incomparably clear—clear to an almost unbelievable degree.

The complex and mysterious Soul Guidance Array Patterns on the walls were now visible in the finest detail.

The depth and direction of every line seemed magnified and drawn close, laid out before his eyes.

When his gaze shifted slightly, even the tiny particles of dust that had once been nearly invisible in the room became clearly distinguishable. The Trajectory of every speck seemed to slow, allowing him to catch it with ease.

This extraordinary vision brought a confidence akin to having everything under control, but it was also mixed with a touch of Dizziness from information overload.

He blinked instinctively, trying to adjust to this entirely new "field of vision."

At that moment, Leng Yaozhu's voice came from nearby. Though she had tried her best to control herself, her tone still carried undisguisable turbulence.

"Yuhao, your Martial Soul is... your eyes?!"

Dai Yuhao turned his gaze toward Leng Yaozhu. His now brighter eyes, seemingly holding starlight within them, clearly reflected Leng Yaozhu's complex, indescribable expression.

He nodded. "Yes, Aunt Leng. My Martial Soul is my eyes, a Body Martial Soul!"

Over the years, under Leng Yaozhu and Han Tianyi's guidance, Dai Yuhao's understanding of the Martial Soul system had long surpassed that of children his age. It was no less than that of Soul Masters who had already received systematic education at junior Soul Master Academies.

So he naturally knew that the eye Martial Soul he had awakened was a type of Body Martial Soul.

An extremely complicated emotion flashed through the depths of Leng Yaozhu's eyes.

Faced with the young boy she had personally cared for and taught for three years, she suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of daze and helplessness.

The result of three years of waiting seemed to proclaim a startling truth.

This child, whom she regarded as family, was highly likely the First Generation Tower Master who had single-handedly laid the foundation of the Spirit Pagoda in legend—Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao!

How should she face him?

Should she continue treating him as a younger child who needed her protection and guidance?

Or... should she treat him as though he were a legendary founding ancestor?

This instantaneous conflict in her understanding of his identity left her unusually speechless for a moment.

"Aunt Leng, what level is my Soul Power?"

Dai Yuhao's clear, expectant voice sounded at just the right moment, breaking the subtle, stagnant silence.

Leng Yaozhu abruptly came back to her senses. Her gaze refocused on Dai Yuhao as she temporarily suppressed her chaotic thoughts.

"It's Innate Full Soul Power!"

As the one presiding over this awakening ritual, Leng Yaozhu had naturally sensed Dai Yuhao's Innate Soul Power clearly.

But she distinctly remembered that the ancient records within the Spirit Pagoda stated that the First Generation Tower Master, Huo Yuhao, had seemingly possessed only one level of Innate Soul Power in his early years.

That weak starting point of talent had formed the most sigh-inducing contrast in the legend with his later achievements that shook the continent.

Yet what stood before her now was unquestionably Innate Full Soul Power!

Had the historical records from Ten Thousand Years Ago been wrong?

Or had... her intervention over the past three years changed history itself?

When he heard the words Innate Full Soul Power, a glimmer of light instinctively flashed through Dai Yuhao's eyes.

But the light vanished in an instant, and the budding joy on his face dimmed and faded away.

Because the Martial Soul he had awakened was not the Evil Eye White Tiger he had yearned for.

"Yuhao, come with me. There's something important I need to tell you."

Leng Yaozhu's voice rang out, calm yet carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

Dai Yuhao lifted his head and met Leng Yaozhu's gaze.

Her eyes no longer held their usual warmth or encouragement. Instead, they carried an immensely complicated resolve, making his heart tighten for no reason.

Though he had no idea what could make the usually composed Aunt Leng reveal such an expression, he still nodded out of habit and silently followed her.

The two of them made their way through the familiar corridors inside the Spirit Pagoda and returned to the "home" on the one hundred and twenty-first floor where Dai Yuhao had lived for three years.

They sat facing each other on the living room sofa. Leng Yaozhu's gaze was fixed firmly on Dai Yuhao, and the worry mixed with scrutiny in her eyes made him unconsciously sit up straighter, his small hands quietly clenching on his knees.

Finally, Leng Yaozhu's cool voice broke the silence. "Yuhao, with your intelligence and sharpness, over these past three years... you must have already noticed the 'abnormality' happening to you, right?"

Dai Yuhao's entire body suddenly stiffened!

His heart felt as if an invisible hand had gripped it, pounding wildly against his chest.

Aunt Leng... she knows?

Being able to travel between two worlds was his greatest secret—and his greatest abnormality!