This time, with Leng Yaozhu, a Super Douluo, personally overseeing matters,
Li Qingyue no longer needed to travel thousands of miles to the Spirit Pagoda for his Martial Soul Awakening.
Nor would he have to let the Spirit Pagoda's people watch him and pry into the Martial Soul he awakened.
Leng Yaozhu walked with light, unhurried steps.
She went straight to the seat of honor.
Then she slowly sat down.
The woman who had stayed at Leng Yaozhu's side the entire time
immediately hurried forward.
Her face was solemn as she took out the materials for the formation and began laying out the awakening array.
Then she placed a smooth, lustrous Awakening Stone at its center.
Next, she swiftly gave orders to the attendants who had come with them.
Everyone was to leave, stand guard at the door, and allow no one inside.
Once every preparation was complete,
the woman turned her gaze back to Leng Yaozhu.
Leng Yaozhu gave her a slight nod.
Tacit permission showed in her eyes.
Only after receiving that silent signal did the woman turn around.
She beckoned gently to Li Qingyue and Na'er nearby.
"Li Qingyue, come forward and awaken yours first."
The woman's voice was gentle.
Her gaze settled on Li Qingyue.
Li Qingyue said nothing unnecessary.
At this point, words would have been pale and meaningless.
He knew his own circumstances best.
The Martial Soul he was about to awaken most likely would not be a Phoenix Martial Soul.
After all, his true origin Martial Soul was the Reignbow Arbiter.
Then again, half of a pure Phoenix Origin resided within him.
Suddenly, Li Qingyue was not so sure.
But he did not let his thoughts run wild any longer.
He stepped forward slowly and hesitated for a moment.
Then he gently placed his palm on the Awakening Stone.
As his palm came fully into contact with the stone,
the entire awakening array began to spin into motion.
Under normal circumstances, Martial Soul Awakening carried a certain risk.
It usually required a capable Soul Master to guide and assist from the side.
But with Leng Yaozhu, a Level 98 Super Douluo, personally overseeing it,
nothing could possibly go wrong.
A faint glow flickered and flowed through the array.
A soft, dim light slowly poured into Li Qingyue's body.
In truth, the light was remarkably gentle.
Li Qingyue barely felt it.
He had already inherited the full power of Yaoshi, the God of Abundance.
That inheritance had not only given him an innate Qi-Blood Martial Soul,
but had also placed within him the God of Abundance's complete legacy and unique system of power.
And after this Martial Soul Awakening,
the Qi-Blood Martial Soul would not count against the number of Martial Souls he possessed.
That almost meant he might have more powers than he had imagined.
As Li Qingyue turned his attention inward,
the dormant Phoenix Origin suddenly blazed with an immensely powerful, dazzling light.
It was the inherited power unique to the true Phoenix God.
The origins of that deity stretched back to the distant past.
Its might was equally formidable.
According to ancient tales, its power was in no way inferior to the Dragon God's.
It, too, was a terrifying being with a God King-level legacy.
And Li Qingyue had inherited half of it.
At that moment, the Leng Family bloodline hidden within him quietly awakened.
That bloodline even began reverting uncontrollably toward its ancestors.
It raced back toward the most primordial phoenix bloodline.
Before Li Qingyue's faintly stunned eyes,
a pale-red phantom of a Fire Phoenix gradually appeared behind him.
This Fire Phoenix was neither the legendary Bright Phoenix nor the Flame Phoenix.
Nor was it some special phoenix variant like the Sacred Phoenix.
This phoenix had no other ornate or complicated name.
It was the phoenix itself, the purest phoenix legacy.
It was the most orthodox phoenix bloodline in the truest sense.
Blazing, resplendent flames roared around Li Qingyue.
The phoenix's power revealed itself in full.
But at that very moment, undisguised shock flashed through Leng Yaozhu's bright eyes.
Then, as she watched without blinking,
some even stranger force instantly suppressed that nearly terrifying phoenix power.
The entire sky abruptly darkened.
It was as though an invisible force had swallowed every trace of light.
An oppressively heavy and terrifying wave spread across the sky.
At the same time, an enormous centaur-like phantom slowly emerged in midair.
Bearing an illusory, ancient aura, the figure descended silently.
Its suffocating presence was like the arrival of a true god.
It bore down on heaven and earth without restraint.
The power was profoundly strange.
So strange that even Leng Yaozhu could not help staring at it in alarm.
Her gaze first went to the phoenix phantom rising from Li Qingyue.
Then she saw the enormous, dark-blue centaur-like figure. Its front legs seemed to be a horse's, while its hind legs were two enormous dark-blue wheels.
In an instant, that gigantic figure completely eclipsed the phoenix's power.
It was hard to imagine just how terrifying this Martial Soul was.
Behind Li Qingyue, the immense, horse-like figure quietly took shape.
Its outline was blurred and impossible to make out.
It seemed not to exist in this world at all.
Yet its terrifying aura spilled outward unchecked, like a galaxy surging backward.
Under the impact of that dreadful power, the figure in the sky overlapped with the one on the ground.
Yet their expressions were strangely bewildered.
Feeling that strange and mighty power, even Li Qingyue swallowed.
He could clearly sense how terrifyingly strong it was.
Crushed beneath it, even the Phoenix God's power seemed feeble.
At that moment, Leng Yaozhu abruptly raised her hand.
The aura of a Super Douluo erupted from her without restraint.
The phantom in the sky shattered with a thunderous crash.
The enormous figure that had appeared only moments before and the fearsome longbow in its hand were destroyed almost simultaneously.
Yet Li Qingyue showed no sign that anything was wrong when the phantom was destroyed.
That so-called omen in heaven and earth had been nothing more than a projection.
Watching it vanish completely, Leng Yaozhu's eyes flickered.
She could keenly sense that this Martial Soul was far from ordinary.
What truly shocked her, however, was what happened when the omen disappeared.
Another omen, previously hidden beneath it, suddenly came into view.
In the sky, myriad birds paid homage to a phoenix.
An enormous phoenix phantom flew serenely overhead.
Hundreds of birds bowed to it.
Its terrifying aura continued to pour forth.
Sensing that extraordinary power, even Leng Yaozhu fell silent.
She looked at the child before her, her expression turning deeply conflicted.
Her feelings toward him had already been complicated.
It was not only because of who his mother was.
There was also something unusual about the boy himself.
He was so beautiful that it was almost absurd.
Anyone would likely feel an instinctive tenderness and sympathy for a child like him.
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