"Good heavens... innate full soul power!" the tall, thin Soul Master blurted out.
He had been annoyed that Shuofang Si hadn't shown his martial soul and was about to lose his temper, but the light before him was simply too astonishing.
In all his years awakening martial souls for Spirit Hall, he had never encountered a child with innate full soul power.
And now this "six-year-old" from a tiny village had innate full soul power?
Once Shuofang Si finished the test, he casually tossed the crystal ball back to the tall, thin Soul Master. The man fumbled to catch it, still muttering to himself.
But when he looked up again, Shuofang Si was already gone.
Shuofang Si walked out of the village, his body gradually returning to normal. His bones stretched out one segment at a time, and his height shot up.
Behind him lay the village, slowly enveloped by the blazing midday sun. Ahead lay the dirt road to Suotuo City.
As he walked, he quietly sensed his martial soul. A moment later, he opened his eyes, golden light flashing through them as an invisible pressure crushed the surrounding air until it warped slightly.
"My martial soul... I'll call you Tyrant's Will."
Shuofang Si continued down the road, exploring it as he went. This martial soul had a strange form. It wasn't a body martial soul in the traditional sense.
It wasn't an organ like a brain or spiritual eyes, but a mysterious, intangible will.
Could it be because I strengthened my telekinesis? Shuofang Si could faintly sense the overbearing, brutal pressure of the will within his martial soul.
And because the Soul-Transferring Great Method had stimulated his ancestral aperture between the brows, he even had an intuition akin to a sixth sense.
He could vaguely sense that perhaps