As sunlight kissed the earth and a fresh breeze snapped the banners, the plaza, large enough to hold tens of thousands, was already packed with eager people. Ordinary folk yearned for and craved the battles of Soul Masters. Perhaps brothels could offer physical pleasure, but nothing could compare to the thrilling rush of Soul Masters clashing head-on, accompanied by roaring explosions.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, countless soul tool fireworks shot into the sky from all around the plaza. After exploding, they transformed into one beautiful pattern after another.
Every pattern represented a Martial Soul, as though meant to deepen the crowd's impression of them.
The spectators enthusiastically discussed which Martial Souls the patterns they saw represented, further stirring the longing in their hearts.
The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had over a thousand disciples stationed around the plaza, much like soldiers standing guard during the Soul Fighting Competition. The difference was that they were all Soul Masters, even if they were merely low-ranked ones.
As the fireworks burst, a group calmly emerged from the Inner Sect. It was Huo Yuhao and the others. At his side were Ning Tian, Zhang Lexuan, Nan Qiushui, and Wu Feng.
Besides them, the Inner Court Elders from several branches had also arrived with groups of people.
Huo Yuhao surveyed these magnificently dressed upper echelons of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and nodded inwardly. Not all of them were Rank 79 Soul Saints, but they were close enough. Yet given the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's strength, there were surprisingly few max-ranked Soul Saints in the Inner Court. It seemed the restriction after Rank 70 truly was formidable.
As for the young people beside those Inner Court Elders, none caught Huo Yuhao's attention. He did not see Long Aotian, nor did he even see