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Chapter 411.

"It's incredibly powerful," Tang San said softly, his expression contemplative.

The Grandmaster nodded thoughtfully. "He hasn't used the Martial Soul True Body. Perhaps he's being cautious, hoping to extract some crucial information from Sectmaster Ning." Pausing for a moment, the Grandmaster continued, "It's clear that the White Pontiff possesses extraordinary strength. He likely has abilities or methods that specifically suppress Martial Soul True Body bodies or counter advanced soul techniques. Under such circumstances, even the most formidable high-level Titled Douluo would find themselves at a disadvantage against him. The Pontiff... The Soul Hall hasn't seen someone truly worthy of this position in ages, but this individual is certainly deserving."

Though the Grandmaster had never visited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Clan in person, his lifelong research into martial soul and soul abilities allowed him to draw accurate conclusions.

"Does this mean that the strength of the Soul Hall has grown even more formidable?" Liu Erlong asked uneasily.

Tang San remained silent, his thoughts clouded with uncertainty. Grandmaster, too, had no words to offer.

Meanwhile, as the battle came to an end, the White Pontiff showed no intention of lingering. Without hesitation, he took Hu Liena and Bishop Thomas and soared into the sky, leaving effortlessly.

In the days that followed, the soul master community was once again shaken. News spread like wildfire—during his visit to the Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Clan, the White Pontiff had tied with Yu Yuanzhen, the Sectmaster and a Level 96 Titled Douluo.

With this victory, two out of the three major sects had been subdued by him.

The feat left countless soul masters in awe. The name of the White Pontiff echoed across the continent, solidifying his reputation as a rising legend.

As time passed, just over two months into his inspections, the White Pontiff completed his tour of the Heaven Dou Empire's Soul Hall's branch. His next destination was the Star Luo Empire.

The location of the Clear Sky Clan remained elusive, its concealment was near perfect. Deciding not to waste time searching for it, Wang Feng shifted his focus elsewhere. During his inspections of the Heaven Dou Empire's cities, he made a brief yet nostalgic visit to Nuoding City.

More than ten years had passed since he last set foot there. To Wang Feng's relief, Nuoding City had changed little. He even encountered an old acquaintance—Su Yuntao. Over the years, Su Yuntao had risen to become the chief deacon –of the Nuoding City Soul Hall and was on track to be promoted to bishop.

The reunion was a bittersweet moment for Wang Feng. On his previous travels across the continent, he hadn't returned to Nuoding City, as he had wandered wherever fate led him. Yet now, as the White Pontiff, his journey brought him back to this familiar place.

Su Yuntao, was no longer awakening martial soul for others, had married Sisi, the girl he once admired. They now had children few years old. Witnessing this, Wang Feng felt a pang of emotion. Time, relentless as ever, spares no one.

Upon reaching the Star Luo Empire, Wang Feng found his journey smoother than before. His reputation as the White Pontiff had already spread across the continent. The tales of his battles—drawing against the top Titled Douluo of two major sects—had left an indelible impression.

Even the Star Luo Empire's royal family, which possessed its own powerful Titled Douluo, showed no intention of challenging him. The mere mention of his name was enough to deter confrontation.

One notable encounter during his inspections was with the dean of the War God –Academy, whose strength left a lasting impression on Wang Feng. Although inspectors like Wang Feng typically avoided involving themselves in academy affairs, the dean personally issued a challenge.

The battle was brief. Wang Feng defeated the dean in just a few moves. Despite his defeat, the dean's unyielding spirit earned him Wang Feng's respect. However, with his strength capped at Level 92, the dean was no match for the White Pontiff.

After resting for a day at the Soul Hall in Star Luo Capital City, Wang Feng resumed his journey, visiting three of the four remaining sects in the Star Luo Empire.

It's worth noting that the Star Luo City Soul Hall Temple possessed slightly greater strength compared to its counterpart in the Heaven Dou Empire. This subtle difference highlighted the ongoing competition between the two empires, even within the sphere of the Soul Hall's influence.

The Star Luo Empire's Soul Temple was formidable, boasting four Soul Douluo, two Platinum Bishops, and six Cardinals. Along with these high-ranking individuals, the number of other soul masters was also significantly greater.

This disparity reflected the inherent strength of the Star Luo Empire compared to the Heaven Dou Empire. The superior power of the Soul Hall branch in the Star Luo Empire was a natural outcome of this dynamic. Wang Feng speculated that the Star Luo Empire might even harbor a Titled Douluo stronger than those of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Upon inspecting the Soul Hall in the Star Luo Empire, this assumption proved accurate. The Soul Halls here were visibly more powerful, an indirect indication of the Star Luo Empire's superior national strength. Without such might, the Soul Hall's influence would likely be constrained.

During his inspection, Wang Feng followed a carefully planned route that led him to three remaining sects, the Medicine Spirit Sect, the Qi Ding Sect, and the Combat Spirit Sect. These three sects shared a common origin, splitting off into distinct factions over time, each evolving its own unique identity.

"The Medicine Spirit Sect is particularly fascinating," Thomas explained as they traveled aboard the flying sword. "Even within the Soul Hall, our knowledge of them is limited. Every disciple's martial soul is a type of medicinal herb. While they aren't particularly known for their combat prowess, their expertise in cultivating medicinal herbs and their skill in healing are unparalleled."

Thomas paused briefly before continuing, "Lord White Pontiff, are you familiar with the Nine-Hearted Begonia?"

Wang Feng nodded slightly. The Nine-Hearted Begonia was a rare and powerful healing martial soul, but its details had only been touched upon through Ye Lingling, a member of the Emperor Battle Team.

"Ye Lingling is, in fact, a disciple of the Medicine Spirit Sect," Thomas revealed. "The Nine-Hearted Begonia follows a single-line heritage and is passed down to only one individual per generation. Ye Lingling is a genius within the sect. However, the Medicine Spirit Sect avoids publicity, opting not to establish an academy. Despite this, they possess significant financial resources—second only to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Clan in comparison."

This revelation surprised Wang Feng. Ye Lingling's origins had not been elaborated upon before, but now it was clear she came from this mysterious sect. In the original events, her Nine-Hearted Begonia's formidable healing powers had been barely showcased.

"The Medicine Spirit Sect and the Soul Hall maintain a cooperative relationship," Thomas explained further. "They prioritize selling their cultivated herbs to the Soul Hall and rarely deal with other factions. While they aren't under our direct control, they rely on us for protection. On the battlefield, the sect's soul masters are invaluable, –both for their healing abilities and the enhancements their herbs provide to our forces."

Wang Feng listened intently, piecing together the significance of this sect. It was evident that the Soul Hall's ability to cultivate such skilled soul masters wasn't solely due to its resources—it owed much to the contributions of the Medicine Spirit Sect.

"For these reasons, it's challenging to make them submit completely," Thomas continued. "Her Holiness the Supreme Pontiff has tried before but failed. If not for their substantial contributions, the Medicine Spirit Sect might have been eliminated long ago."

Thomas lowered his voice for the last part, ensuring only Wang Feng could hear. Wang Feng merely smiled in response. Convincing the Medicine Spirit Sect to submit wasn't a daunting task—for him, it was merely a matter of approach.

Arriving at the Medicine Spirit Sect

The Medicine Spirit Sect was located in a small, picturesque valley, rich with natural energy from heaven and earth. While not as extraordinary as the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Lake, the area exuded tranquility, making it an ideal place for cultivation. The valley, though modest in size, felt like a hidden paradise.

The sect itself was small, comprising only about a hundred or so members, with just half of them being soul masters. Compared to other sects, this was a remarkably low number. However, the Medicine Spirit Sect held a unique status on the continent, as most healing-type soul masters originated here.

Though their numbers were limited, their expertise in healing was unmatched. Even so, few among them were high-ranking soul masters.

Wang Feng observed the sect thoughtfully, recognizing its value. He knew this peaceful enclave held the key to bolstering the Soul Hall's strength—if only he could gain their trust.

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