Time flew by in the blink of an eye.
The past few months had slipped away amid Long Zhanye's busy schedule.
During the day, he mostly followed Kong Deming in Mingde Hall, learning how to craft Soul Tools.
At night, he returned to his dormitory to sort through the secret techniques he had obtained from the Masked Douluo. Occasionally, he would also wander around the outskirts of Ming Capital to gather information.
And seven days later would be the most anticipated Spirit Master Elite Tournament on the entire continent.
The banner of the new Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament was "Return."
Because long ago—
This tournament, with its ten-thousand-year history, had originally allowed sects to participate.
Back then, academies and sects competed on the same stage. Spirit Masters and Soul Engineers each displayed their abilities, with countless schools of thought contending and talents flourishing everywhere.
Only in the past thousand years had its scale been reduced, allowing only academies to compete.
At the suggestion of the host, the Sun Moon Empire, and with the agreement of the other nations, it was ultimately decided that sects would regain their eligibility to participate, while the tournament format would also be changed.
As a result, the scale of the entire tournament increased dramatically.
One had to know that there were more sects than academies on the continent.
Those ancient sects hidden deep within remote mountains and forests, as well as those emerging powers entrenched in prosperous cities—
They were all waiting for this opportunity, an opportunity to prove themselves to the entire continent.
For academies—
Achieving good results in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament—
Was an excellent opportunity to make their academy famous, bringing enormous benefits to both enrollment and development.
And for sects, was it any different?