Shrek, Fighting Among Themselves

Two Martial Souls, one black and one white, stood silently behind Ye Qifeng, continuously radiating soft black-and-white halos.

Bibi Dong lay quietly upon the Pope Throne, a faint flush on her beautiful face and a gentle smile curling at her red lips as she immersed herself in boundless comfort and security.

As her breathing gradually steadied, Bibi Dong completely let go of her exhaustion and drifted into sleep.

Ye Qifeng stopped what he was doing, gently picked her up, and let her rest against the hollow of his shoulder before turning and returning to the Pope Exclusive Rest Room behind the Pope Throne.

For the hosting of the Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament Grand Finals, Spirit City had specially opened up a dedicated venue.

This venue was located in the heart of Spirit City.

The enormous competition ring was constructed entirely from granite and measured a full hundred meters in diameter.

To prevent damage, the massive competition platform had also been reinforced with a vast number of Soul Tools, enough to withstand any attack from Spirit Masters below the Soul Emperor level without being damaged.

Only an organization as wealthy as Spirit Hall had both the ability and willingness to make such arrangements.

If it had been the Two Great Empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo, they would certainly have been reluctant to spend such enormous resources and wealth on something so laborious with so little return.

After all, the essence of imperial nobles was greed. It was already good enough if they did not exploit and bleed others dry. Trying to pry resources and wealth from their hands was harder than ascending to the heavens.

Directly in front of the Competition Ring stood Pope Palace, less than a thousand meters away.

At the same time, the