Many people's armor had been shattered, and the blood seeping from their wounds had stained the lining beneath it red.
Fortunately, almost none of the academy students traveling with them had been injured.
"Your Highness, the uninjured knights can continue escorting you, but..."
A captain of the guards reported in a low voice, his tone carrying an almost impossible-to-hide heaviness.
"The Royal Family's Soul Douluo enshrined expert is too severely injured. He's on the verge of death and must be sent back to Heaven Dou City for treatment immediately!"
Following his gaze, Xue Qinghe saw a white-haired old man lying on the grass not far away.
The old man's chest rose and fell only slightly, his breathing so faint it was almost imperceptible. His Soul Power was in complete disarray, clearly indicating that he had suffered a fatal injury.
Xue Qinghe and Xue Xing made their decision without hesitation. They left twenty men to escort the wounded knights and the Soul Douluo enshrined expert back to Heaven Dou City, while the rest continued toward Spirit City!
Once the order was given, everyone continued forward. Five days later, they arrived at Spirit City.
Before the official competition began, everyone had three days to rest. Naturally, Spirit Hall had already arranged their accommodations.
On the night they arrived in Spirit City—
Su Yu was meditating in his room with his eyes closed when he suddenly sensed two familiar auras quietly sneaking in.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two people who had appeared out of thin air in the room. They were none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
"Your Excellencies, what brings you here so late at night?"
Su Yu's tone was calm. He did not rise, merely looking at the two of them with a hint