Imperial Capital Arena.
The first match had already begun.
It was a contest between two Foundation Establishment cultivators. They were evenly matched, and only after expending tremendous effort did they bring the battle to an end.
The venue had long since filled with spectators, and cheers erupted everywhere.
Of course, this was merely the opening act.
The arena was cleared. A curvaceous woman swayed her hips as she stepped onto the stage.
"Today, the Imperial Capital Arena welcomes an unparalleled prodigy."
That was right—she was talking about Song Li. A few flattering words cost nothing, yet they could stir the audience's interest.
An unparalleled prodigy?
Which unparalleled prodigy?
The spectator stands erupted into chatter. The last time the Imperial Capital Arena had said something like this was when a Foundation Establishment cultivator had challenged a Golden Core cultivator. Who knew what today's spectacle would be?
"I haven't heard of any prodigy participating in the Imperial Capital Arena today."
"Exactly. If they were someone famous, there's no way there wouldn't have been any news."
"Maybe they're from some hidden sect, but I'm still looking forward to it."
The conversations below were loud, but the woman onstage made no move to stop them.
"Song Li of the Nameless Sect, Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, challenges a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator!"
The instant those words fell.
The entire place went silent.
What did she say?
There had to be some mistake. Was this even a fight?
Foundation Establishment—no matter how great their perfection, they could never defeat a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator.
This was absurd.
Seriously, was the Imperial Capital Arena joking?
In an instant, the spectator stands boiled over.
The voices that had just quieted down became noisy once more.
Following the Imperial Capital Arena's guidance, Song Li stepped onto the