Xiao Chenlong had not been monitoring the teams participating in the Spirit Fighting Tournament. There was no need.
He was now discussing the next phase of the plan with Qian Renxue.
"You want me to appear at the opening ceremony of the Spirit Fighting Tournament as the Angel God and proclaim a divine oracle placing all Spirit Masters under Spirit Hall's administration."
Qian Renxue's face was brimming with excitement. Clearly, she liked this plan very much.
"Yes. Carry out an act of justice in the name of a god. Anyone unwilling to cooperate will be committing blasphemy.
The practice from Ten Thousand Years Ago was successful, and it will work just as well in the Space-Time of Ten Thousand Years Later. We only need to make timely adjustments according to the actual circumstances."
"What if that God King, Tang San, interferes? He definitely won't want to see Spirit Hall reassemble the faith of the Douluo Continent and this Sun Moon Continent."
"If he dares to stick his claws in, then we'll chop them off. He wants to scheme for the fortune of this Douluo Plane and put Tang Hao and Ah Yin in the positions of Plane Master and Nature Core? Not a chance."
Xiao Chenlong was actually hoping Tang San would descend from the God Realm in his true body. Then, he would make sure Tang San never returned.
"Will there really be no problem?"
Her defeat against Asura God Tang San from Ten Thousand Years Ago had left Qian Renxue somewhat lacking in confidence.
"Don't worry. There won't be any problems. Commoners may be divided by nations, but the Spirit Master World must be managed as one."
Several days later, the Spirit Fighting Tournament officially began. The venue was extremely spacious and could accommodate a great many spectators.