As the referee's introduction ended.
After a moment of silence, the venue erupted in earth-shaking cries of astonishment.
"Holy shit!"
"I never expected Spirit Hall to have hidden such a super genius—a twenty-four-year-old level 66 Soul Emperor!"
"Her surname is Qian, she's twenty-four, and her Martial Soul is the Six-Winged Angel. Could she be the daughter of Spirit Hall's previous Pope?"
"The ages do match up..."
"Even hiding a six-ring Soul Emperor is useless. Jin Feng's disembodied beast spirit is terrifyingly powerful. Even Tang San, after using his Tool Spirit True Body, was easily defeated by him. At most, Spirit Hall will last a little longer against Jin Feng."
"That's true!"
"..."
As the spectators discussed the matter heatedly.
Jin Feng stood on the spirit fighting platform, looking calmly at Qian Renxue, who stood in the middle of the Spirit Hall Team before him, peerlessly beautiful and exquisitely graceful.
He was not shocked.
Nor was he particularly surprised.
That was because he had long anticipated that Qian Renxue would participate in this Soul Master Tournament.
After all.
Given Spirit Hall's nature, it would never allow Star Luo Royal Academy to win the championship and take away the three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones Bibi Dong had prepared for the Golden Generation.
From yesterday's team spirit fight.
Bibi Dong surely understood that the three members of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation alone could never stop Jin Feng.
Only by sending out Spirit Hall's Young Mistress, Qian Renxue, who possessed level 20 Innate Soul Power, and forming a powerful lineup of one Soul Emperor, three Soul Kings, and three Soul Ancestors would they perhaps have a sliver of hope of winning the championship.
Over here.
Although Jin Feng did not care.
And believed that Qian Renxue's participation would not change the outcome of