How could this be?
The three Soul Sages instantly rose from their seats, their expressions changing drastically.
Some of their Soul Power leaked out of control, colliding slightly with the Soul Power Chen Ming had released.
That small collision made their hearts sink at once.
This Soul Power fluctuation was absolutely genuine!
In other words, Chen Ming was also one of the very strongest at the Soul Emperor level.
But how was that possible?
While they were still shocked and doubtful, Chen Ming had already slowly descended from the elevated platform.
That was right—he slowly walked down.
Golden lotuses bloomed beneath his feet as Ice Fire Element gathered, condensing golden lotuses from the void to support his body.
The sight left every Soul Master utterly stunned.
A Soul Sage?
At that moment, since they could not see Chen Ming's soul rings, everyone assumed he was a Soul Sage. The oppressive feeling of his Soul Power was about the same, and walking through the air like that looked exactly like a variation of a Soul Sage's ability to fly.
What made them question their lives was that Chen Ming wore the face of an eleven-year-old.
"How could this be?"
Ye Guyi of the Heavenly Saint Sect murmured to herself, completely unable to believe her own senses.
Chen Ming slowly stepped onto the enormous arena at the very center. Standing in the middle, he looked around and said unhurriedly, "Come on. Three of the four great sects are here today. I heard you all have genius Soul Masters at the Soul King level. I'm a Soul King too, so this is the perfect chance to learn from each other."
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire venue fell silent.
A Soul King?
He said he was a Soul King?
Quite