"Good grief, there are so many people!"
Liuli entered the all-too-familiar Central Square by showing her face. Looking at the bustling scene of packed seats and crowds surging around the square, she could not help but sigh.
Even the elders' seats on the Sword Clan's platform were completely full!
"These old geezers never show this much enthusiasm for work, but when it comes to watching a spectacle, they're faster than anyone..." Liuli muttered, rubbing her forehead.
Together with the dozen or so hidden auras around Jian City, the Dou Saint-level elders participating in this Jian Dian had already reached more than sixty! They accounted for nearly two-thirds of the Sword Clan's top-tier combat strength!
Then, her gaze shifted toward a Floating Platform in the northeast corner, and her eyes turned cold.
There were very few people on that platform, only a dozen or so, but their restrained auras revealed their considerable strength. Even Liuli could not discern the exact cultivation of the four people at the front. They had likely already stepped into the Dou Saint realm.
The Soul Clan...
Although all Nine Ancient Clans disliked the Soul Clan, which usually kept itself shrouded in mystery, they were still one of the Nine Ancient Clans. Some rules that had endured for tens of thousands of years still had to be observed openly. This Jian Dian naturally required an invitation to them as well.
However, their group was also being watched the most closely. More than half the attention of the strong individuals hidden in the void and tasked with security was fixed on them.
Liuli examined their faces one by one, committing them to memory. In the end, her gaze settled on the black-clothed Middle-aged Man at the front, and her brows knitted slightly.
The aura on this man felt