Arrival at Spirit City
"A mere Fallen Soul Master..."
"How dare they act so recklessly on a continent bathed in the light of Angel God!"
The hall fell silent.
Qian Daoliu looked up at the Angel God Statue in front of him.
Golden light fell on his shoulders, and his plain robes fluttered gently without wind. A long-dormant majesty was slowly awakening within him.
Many years have passed.
Since taking charge of the Worship Hall and the Angel Inheritance, he has rarely personally intervened in matters concerning the mainland!
People outside seem to have gradually forgotten why the Angel Martial Soul is revered by the world!
"It seems my Angel Clan hasn't swept across the continent in too long."
"It is time... for the angelic light to shine upon the world once more."
Meanwhile, after a period of trekking, the convoy finally arrived safely at Spirit City.
Fortunately, no further accidents occurred during the rest of the journey.
Those Fallen Soul Master seemed to have vanished completely, never appearing near the convoy again.
The branch temples along the way also strengthened their support, and the taxi soldiers with more serious injuries were successively sent to receive treatment, while the escort team continued to lead the five academies forward.
Inside one of the carriages in the caravan, Yu Xiaogang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
Golden Soul Power flowed continuously along the meridians, and the originally steady aura suddenly fluctuated, then surged upwards!
It's a breakthrough!
Level 64!
Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, and felt the more abundant Soul Power within his body. A smile appeared on his face.
Unexpectedly, this attack turned out to be a blessing in disguise.
After unleashing the Bone Armor Avatar, Dance of Frenzied Battle, and Martial Soul Fusion Skill in succession, he nearly exhausted his Soul Power. In the days that followed, he continuously adjusted his breathing and cultivated, which actually deepened his control over his own power, and he finally crossed the threshold of level sixty-four.
Yu Xiaogang was one step closer to level 70. He clenched his fist, wanting to experience the feeling again, when he heard Liu Erlong's voice beside him.
"Yu Xiaogang, you're awake?"
She reached out and lifted the carriage curtain, smiling as she gestured outside, "Come out quickly, we've arrived at Spirit City."
"Good."
Yu Xiaogang smiled and nodded, then withdrew his Soul Power, stood up, and walked out of the carriage.
Ahead, a magnificent city came into view.
The towering city walls gleamed faintly in the sunlight, and on both sides of the city gate, the Spirit Hall guards, clad in armor, stood in formation.
The banners of the Spirit Hall hung on the city wall, unfurled in the wind, their emblems visible from afar.
Beyond the city gate, one can see the majestic palaces built against the mountain. The convoy has completed identity verification and is slowly driving into the city.
Yu Xiaogang steadied himself against the carriage and looked up to see Ma Hongjun sitting cross-legged on the roof of the carriage in front of him, craning his neck to look at both sides of the street.
"This is Spirit City?"
He glanced at a pedestrian passing by on the roadside, then turned to look at the shop owner on the other side, and couldn't help but lower his head.
"Xiao San, have you noticed? Everyone here is emitting Soul Power!"
The car window was pushed open, and Tang San was looking out at the street.
"Spirit City is the center of the Spirit Hall and one of the most prosperous cities on the continent."
He explained with a smile, "Thanks to the Spirit Hall's management over the generations, this place has become a hub for a large number of Soul Master. Most of the permanent residents possess Soul Power. You'd rarely see so many Soul Master elsewhere, but it's quite common here."
"Even the food vendors are Soul Master?"
Ma Hongjun pointed to a shop on the street that was emitting a fragrant aroma.
Oscar peeked out from the other side and glanced over. "Soul Master need to eat too. Besides, who says you can't open a shop if you have Soul Power?"
I didn't say you couldn't.
Ma Hongjun rubbed his stomach. "I think food cooked by Soul Master might taste better?"
"That's all you've got."
Dai Mubai chuckled and scolded, then looked up and reminded him, "That's about enough, you're about to turn the corner, don't fall off."
"Don't worry, Brother Jun is very steady!"
Even so, Ma Hongjun still managed to nimbly flip down by holding onto the edge of the car.
Xiao Wu leaned against the other car window, but her gaze was drawn to the trinkets in a shop on the side of the street.
"Rongrong, look over there, that rabbit hair clip!"
Ning Rongrong leaned closer and glanced in the direction she was pointing.
"We see it. Let's go out and explore again after we settle in."
"Let me memorize the location first."
Xiao Wu turned to Tang San and said with a grin, "Brother, remember this too, come with me later."
Tang San nodded helplessly, "Okay."
The group chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere in the carriage was much more relaxed than in the past few days.
Only after entering Spirit City and seeing the patrolling Soul Master on the streets did his worries gradually subside. Under the very nose of the Spirit Hall, those Fallen Soul Master wouldn't dare to come and attack, would they?
Dugu Yan sat by the car window, looking up at the Pope's Palace on the mountain, a slight smile curving her lips.
"Once we get here, the teachers will probably be quite busy."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately understood her meaning and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Of course, Master's wife is right here."
Xiao Wu turned her head, about to reply, when she saw Yu Xiaogang standing outside the car behind her and quickly waved to him.
"Teacher, you're awake!"
"Um."
Yu Xiaogang nodded, his gaze falling on Ma Hongjun: "Once we're in the city, behave yourself and stop climbing on the roof of the car."
Ma Hongjun had just steadied himself when he heard this, so he immediately patted his clothes and put on a serious face.
"Don't worry, teacher, I'm down now."
Just then, the convoy in front slowly came to a stop.
A group of Soul Master dressed in the uniforms of the Spirit Hall came to greet them, led by a middle-aged deacon.
He first met with the leading officer to confirm the identities of the various academies before coming to the front of the group.
Welcome to Spirit City.
The middle-aged deacon bowed politely and said, "The accommodations for each academy have been arranged. I will now escort you there. The detailed competition schedule will be delivered to each team leader after you have checked in."
After speaking, he looked at Yu Xiaogang, his posture becoming even more respectful.
Elder Yu.
Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly. "Thank you for your hard work."
"You're too kind. Please follow me."
The steward raised his hand to signal, and several accompanying Soul Master dispersed to the front and back of the caravan, leading everyone to continue their journey into the city.
Soon, the convoy stopped in front of a spacious hotel.
The hotel had clearly been notified in advance; there were people waiting at the entrance, and rooms for several colleges were ready.
Teachers from various departments got off the bus one after another, calling on the team members to carry their luggage, and the once quiet entrance suddenly became lively.
Flender took the room arrangement from the Blue Tyrant Academy, glanced at it, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Not bad, the accommodations are quite spacious."
"Accommodation and meals will be provided by the Spirit Hall."
The deacon added.
Flender's smile became even more natural, "The Spirit Hall has considered everything carefully."
Zhao Wuji glanced at him from the side, shook his head and chuckled, then called a few boys to get their luggage.
Yu Xiaogang handed his belongings to Liu Erlong and then glanced up at the mountain.
"Erlong, you and Flender settle the children in first. I'm going to the Pope's Palace."
Liu Erlong stopped smiling and nodded, "Go ask those Fallen Soul Master?"