Ling Yun dominated the arena alone, and no one dared challenge his edge, making the opening of the Soul Hunting Competition somewhat dramatic. Although the battles for the other arenas were fierce, the strongest experts seemed to be watching from the sidelines and had not truly made a move.
The first day of the competition ended in an atmosphere that appeared calm on the surface but hid surging undercurrents beneath.
At night, Spirit City was brightly lit, yet the air was filled with the oppressive tension of an impending storm.
Inside a secret chamber at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's inn.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, Dugu Bo, and Ling Yun had gathered together, their expressions grave.
"According to reports from the spies we planted, people from the Holy Spirit Cult were unusually active in the city today. They seem to be plotting something," Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice. "Moreover, the movements of several elders within Spirit Hall are also highly suspicious. They have been in contact with some unfamiliar people."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin said coldly, "It seems they truly intend to act during the competition. Their targets are most likely us and the people of the Clear Sky Sect."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong chuckled. "Come on, then! My old bones have been itching for a fight! It'll be a good chance to loosen up!"
Dugu Bo said sinisterly, "The Holy Spirit Cult excels at poison and strange tricks. I'd like to see whose poison is more formidable."
Listening to their discussion, Ling Yun spoke. "The Holy Spirit Cult is nothing to fear. The key is Spirit Hall's attitude. What exactly does Bibi Dong want? Does she intend to use the Holy Spirit Cult to eliminate dissidents, or does she have