"Soul Saint!"
Seeing the seven soul rings beneath Lin Ya's feet, everyone in the arena fell into dead silence.
What kind of existence was a Soul Saint? A true high-level soul master! Someone capable of making a name for himself!
The Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament was called an advanced tournament, but in truth, it meant that those who participated would at minimum become high-level soul masters in the future.
After all, reaching Level 35 before the age of twenty-five meant becoming a Soul Saint was no problem.
Yet after all these years, this was the first time they had seen a genuine Soul Saint in the arena!
In the stands, Dai Weisi had already risen from his seat.
"Outcast Martial Soul... Outcast Martial Soul! It's him! It's really him!"
Dai Weisi would never forget the youth who had defeated him six years ago, but—
Back then, he had only been a Soul Grandmaster! How had he become a Soul Saint in just six years?!
You gained fifty levels in six years!
Were you cheating?!
"No, he seems to be... only fourteen years old..."
Dai Weisi suddenly remembered Lin Ya's age.
A fourteen-year-old Soul Saint—let alone seeing one, he had never even heard of one!
Not only Dai Weisi—even the Star Luo Emperor was looking at Lin Ya with horror in his eyes.
"Fourteen years old! Level 72! And he has... three Martial Souls!"
How could those words possibly describe one person?
Beside him, Bibi Dong closed her eyes in pain. "Yue Guan... didn't lie to me..."
The next second, however, her gaze at Lin Ya was filled with killing intent!
Someone with such talent had to die!
But... even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had failed. Who else in Spirit Hall could stand against him?
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost