In the blink of an eye, another dozen days passed.
After leaving Spirit City, Wang Zhao returned to the Dragon King Hall headquarters in the Heaven Dou Empire. After making preparations for a while, he set out with Dragon King Hall's figureheads, Qianhuang and Jade Scale, the two Titled Douluo elders.
Their destination was naturally Dragon Rise City.
Today was the day of the Sect Grand Competition to reselect the continent's Seven Great Sects. Dragon Rise City's streets were packed with people and exceptionally lively. Powerful Soul Masters could be seen everywhere, undoubtedly all from their respective clans and factions.
The last time Dragon Rise City had been this lively was seven years ago. After that, human society underwent unprecedented, momentous changes...
In a specially cleared plaza, dozens of Soul Masters who appeared to be elderly or middle-aged stood silently, confronting one another. Seven or eight Soul Rings rose from their bodies, emanating extraordinarily powerful Soul Pressure.
Around the plaza stood incomparably grand and towering viewing stands, capable of holding tens of thousands of spectators. Several thousand Soul Masters had already gathered there, all seemingly quite formidable. Clearly, this grand event was not something just anyone could watch.
"Hey, I see my sect master..."
"That's our country's Black Tiger Sect."
"That's the Wind Sword Sect's sect master."
"Look, some important figures have arrived from the Heaven Dou Empire. Who's that? He looks so dashing."
"That's Sword Douluo Chen Xin. Beside him is the world's number one Support Type Soul Master, Sect Master Ning..."
"..."
The stands were filled with clamor. At the very front, between the stands and the plaza, was a row of separate elevated seats. Those were undoubtedly reserved for important figures, though only a handful of people had taken their seats so far. The most eye-catching among