Soul Offering Old Shop (Ten Thousand Characters Daily)

"Long live the Regent! Long live, long live, long live!" The citizens of the Sun Moon Empire collectively knelt to the ground, paying respects to the Regent, who sat in a wheelchair but would soon ascend the throne as the new emperor.

Xu Tianran sat in his wheelchair, still smiling as he extended his right hand toward Ju Zi, who had returned to his side.

Ju Zi placed her right hand in his palm, then sat down beside him with a faint smile on her pretty face.

Xu Tianran patted her hand without saying anything, his calm gaze fixed on the Competition Stage below.

"My esteemed ministers, take your seats," Xu Tianran said mildly. Only then did the Sun Moon Empire's ministers dare sit down. Every seat had a corresponding nameplate. These seats could not be mixed up, as they reflected each minister's status.

Seated on Xu Tianran's other side was unexpectedly not Jing Hongchen, Hall Master of the Illustrious Virtue Hall, but a middle-aged man clad in a black robe trimmed with gold.

The man was expressionless, his face pale. Even more strangely, a layer of mist seemed to shroud his face, making his features impossible to see clearly. Jing Hongchen, Hall Master of the Illustrious Virtue Hall, sat on Ju Zi's other side.

"Next, the competition rules will be announced." A resonant voice rang out, followed by a reading of the rules for this tournament, identical to the explanations each team had received.

He loudly announced, "The first elimination match of the Preliminary Round—Soul Hall versus Dragon Slaying Sect. Both sides, send seven members into the waiting area."

Hmm?

Huo Yuhao's brows rose slightly. It seemed Zhang Peng's words carried considerable weight. Though he had only caught a fleeting glimpse, the other side had clearly noticed that there