Tang Chen Arrives in Spirit City

Time flew by, and a month slipped away in the blink of an eye.

At last, the competing teams from the two great empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo arrived beneath Spirit City's gates at dusk.

Bound by Spirit City's iron rule that "non-soul masters are forbidden entry," Xue Qinghe could only have the Ironclad Army and Royal Knights set up camp outside the city.

He personally led the competing teams toward the city that symbolized the highest authority of soul masters.

Compared to the grandeur of Heaven Dou City and the prosperity of Suotuo City, Spirit City was indeed pitifully small.

Yet the shock it inspired in soul masters was no less than that of any great city.

The walls of that small city had actually been built to the highest standards of an imperial capital.

The twenty-meter-high walls stood like the spine of a colossal beast, while granite blocks more than ten meters thick were fitted together without the slightest gap.

Sunlight fell over the dark gray stone, casting a cold, hard gleam.

More unusually, it did not follow the usual square layout of a city, but formed a regular hexagon.

Its six walls were like six enormous shields, firmly protecting the entire city at their center.

The guards patrolling the walls all wore Spirit Hall's exclusive uniforms.

Their Soul Power fluctuations were restrained and concealed; clearly, every one of them was an experienced soul master.

At the very center of each wall was an enormous relief sculpture several meters tall.

Chrysanthemum, Ghost Shadow, Crown, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Frost Giant Dragon, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

They were the six top-tier martial souls recognized by Spirit Hall.

"Where is the relief of the Clear Sky Hammer? Why is it gone?"

Tang Chen, disguised as an