Many Forces Gather in Spirit City, and the Battle of the Century Is About to Begin!

The next day, Spirit City.

Dawn peeled back the veil of night, a hint of pale white appearing on the distant horizon. Golden sunlight spilled across the streets and alleys, as though everything was filled with hope and new life.

Though the sun had only just risen, Spirit City's streets and alleys were already packed with dense crowds.

Most of them were ordinary residents of Spirit City.

Over the past few days, the gray-robed old man had defeated two elders and five worships of Spirit Hall with nothing but a sword.

For ordinary people, even seeing a Titled Douluo once required tremendous luck. Yet in these few short days, they had already witnessed several duels between Titled Douluos in Spirit City.

Now, Spirit City's residents gathered around Spirit Hall every day, hoping that the gray-robed old man would appear again so they could witness another battle between Titled Douluos.

However, the spectators who had come this time were no longer limited to the residents of Spirit City.

Ning Fengzhi walked among the crowd, accompanied by Chen Xin and Gu Rong, the two Titled Douluos. Their bearing stood starkly apart from the surrounding commoners.

Some well-traveled nobles recognized Ning Fengzhi, and the crowd quickly parted, leaving an open space for the three members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Sect Master Ning, so you came to Spirit City as well."

Suddenly, a vigorous voice sounded from behind Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi and the Sword and Bone Douluos turned toward the voice, only to see a white-haired old man dressed in blue robes.

His brows exuded an intensely proud air, and his aura was as vast and deep as the sea, not inferior to Chen Xin or Gu Rong in the slightest.

Ning Fengzhi raised his brows slightly when he saw the old man, surprise appearing on his face.

"Sect Master Yu, I didn't expect you to come as well."

Yu Yuanzhen was the clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Known by the title Thunder, he was a level ninety-five Titled Douluo.

Although Yu Yuanzhen's Soul Power was only at level ninety-five, his martial soul was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, renowned as the strongest beast martial soul in the world.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul was exceptionally difficult to cultivate, and breakthroughs came slowly.

Yet its attributes were immensely powerful. Even at only level ninety-five, Yu Yuanzhen's strength had already surpassed that of most Titled Douluos. Even against Titled Douluos with greater Soul Power, he could still fight them.

What surprised Ning Fengzhi was that Yu Yuanzhen was extremely proud by nature and rarely appeared in public. He had not expected him to come to Spirit City this time.

Yu Yuanzhen chuckled upon hearing this.

"Though I have little interest in worldly affairs, this is a rare battle between true experts. How could I possibly miss it?"

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Worship of Worship Hall, reached the peak of level ninety-eight decades ago. The Great Worship, Qian Daoliu, is an unparalleled level ninety-nine expert."

"Level ninety-nine... It has been a long time since the continent saw a battle between experts of that caliber."

"I vaguely recall that the last battle at that level was more than thirty years ago."

The battle Yu Yuanzhen spoke of was the clash between Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu, the two great pillars of the soul master world.

It had truly been the pinnacle battle of the soul master world.

However, after Tang Chen disappeared, many believed that no battle of such a level would appear again for the next hundred years.

Yet today, they had another chance to witness such a pinnacle battle with their own eyes.

Of course,

That was only if the gray-robed old man could defeat Golden Crocodile Douluo and face Qian Daoliu. Otherwise, it was all empty talk.

Not only Qian Daoliu,

Even the Star Luo Empire, thousands of miles away, had sent people to Spirit City overnight. The person they sent this time was their eldest prince, Dai Weisi.

Clearly,

The Star Luo Empire also intended to win over the gray-robed old man.

Just then, a white-haired old man in green robes slowly approached from the side.

"Sect Master Ning, Sect Master Yu, it has been a long time."

When Yu Yuanzhen saw who had come, an odd look flashed across his face as he said calmly, "Oh? I didn't expect Poison Douluo to come to Spirit City as well. If I remember correctly, Poison Douluo should still be on Spirit Hall's wanted list, shouldn't he?"

Dugu Bo folded his arms across his chest and turned to look at the towering Papal Palace. He sneered disdainfully.

"This is the pinnacle battle of the soul master world. As a Titled Douluo, naturally I cannot miss it. Besides, Spirit Hall is already caught in the eye of the storm. How could they still have the time to send people after me?"

"If Spirit Hall loses this battle, they will be utterly humiliated."

"I would be quite happy to see Spirit City make a fool of itself."

Yu Yuanzhen chuckled at Dugu Bo's words.

"You want to see Spirit Hall humiliated?"

"Then I'm afraid Poison Douluo has come to the wrong place."

"That Great Worship of Worship Hall is not someone you and I could defeat even if we joined forces with the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo."

"The only person in this world capable of defeating him is that man from the Clear Sky Sect."

Dugu Bo was considered the last soul master on the continent to advance to Titled Douluo in recent years, so he did not know much about some of the secrets from back then.

"The Clear Sky Sect..."

A strange glint flashed deep within Dugu Bo's aged eyes.

At the same time, Worship Hall.

The seven worships had gathered in the hall. However, because several worships had been defeated earlier, the atmosphere in Worship Hall was far from harmonious.

Demon Queller and Thousand Jun sat silently in their seats. Having failed their missions twice in a row, they felt unworthy of their positions as worships.

The same was true for Light Feather, Male Lion, and Azure Luan, who had also suffered defeat.

"It can now be confirmed that the gray-robed old man is Chen Xun."

"Though we do not know how he returned from the dead, his strength is not the slightest bit inferior to what it was back then."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression was incomparably solemn.

When Chen Xun's name was mentioned, Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression visibly shifted.

As Golden Crocodile Douluo's longtime partner, Qian Daoliu naturally knew about his history with Chen Xun.

Back then, Golden Crocodile Douluo's many battles with Chen Xun had all ended in Golden Crocodile Douluo's defeat.

It had even left behind an inner demon in Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart.

Later, when Golden Crocodile Douluo successfully broke through to level ninety-eight and wished to settle the score with Chen Xun once more, Chen Xun chose to seal away his sword and retire from the world, never again involving himself in worldly affairs.

When Golden Crocodile Douluo learned of Chen Xun's death, it became the greatest regret of his life.

Perhaps,

This was also why he had been unable to break through to level ninety-nine for so long.

Qian Daoliu placed a hand on Golden Crocodile Douluo's shoulder and slowly spoke.

"Some matters must eventually be brought to an end."

"Go defeat him with your own hands. You are the Second Worship of my Worship Hall..."

"You are no worse than him."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's body suddenly trembled. Qian Daoliu's words were the greatest recognition he could receive.

"Yes, Great Worship."

"I will personally bring this regret of so many years to an end."

With that said,

Golden Crocodile Douluo resolutely walked out of Worship Hall.

And high above Spirit City, Chen Xun had also arrived without a sound.