It took nearly an hour for the spectators to enter. There were simply too many people, pouring in through every entrance. Iron railings divided the square into sections, while soldiers rushed back and forth through the aisles, shouting themselves hoarse.
The once-empty Star Luo Square was now packed with people.
Hundreds of thousands were crammed together, a sea of black stretching beyond sight.
Fortunately, the iron railings separated the crowd into neat blocks, and with soldiers constantly patrolling, the situation was barely kept under control.
By then, the sun had already climbed high into the sky.
"Silence." A booming voice suddenly swept across the entire venue.
All the soldiers snapped to attention and raised their spears. The clash of metal rang out in perfect unison, filling the air with a grim, murderous aura. The square, which had been buzzing moments before, fell completely silent.
"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived."
Hundreds of thousands of people dropped to their knees in unison. The soldiers knelt on one knee, their spears planted against the ground; the commoners knelt on both knees, bowing their heads and bending at the waist. The sight was so magnificent it made one's scalp tingle, like wind sweeping over a wheat field and flattening it layer by layer.
The participating academies did not need to kneel, but they had to bow in salute.
"Rise, everyone." The Star Luo Emperor's voice reached every corner through a sound-amplifying Soul Tool.
Only then did the crowd rise to their feet.
The Emperor stood at the very front of the city wall, his bright yellow robes particularly striking beneath the sunlight. Behind him stood the Empress and the civil and military officials.
"The All-Continent high rank Soul Master Academy Soul Dueling Tournament is the most important event in the Soul Master world