While working on the Self-Condensed Soul Ring, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt restless, as though the gaze from high above had descended upon him once more.
"Looks like their counterattack is coming next!"
Though he had his suspicions, he continued what he was doing. He was still growing far too slowly, while the other side had already reached the pinnacle of this plane.
He still could not confront them head-on.
Shaking his head, he knew there was no use overthinking it. Whatever came, he would deal with it accordingly and proceed with caution.
He continued his work, recording each stage of inscribing his Self-Condensed Soul Ring. Naturally, these records applied only to him; every Soul Master's inscriptions differed.
Just as Huo Yuhao and the three teachers were conducting their research in an orderly manner, Jing Hongchen returned with an interesting piece of news.
"You're saying that the Sun Moon Emperor is planning to hold a Soul Master Tournament in half a year?"
As Du Bushi listened to Jing Hongchen, a trace of interest rose in his heart. He had not cared at first, but one detail caught his attention: sect disciples would also be allowed to participate.
"I'm afraid this isn't that simple, is it?"
Huo Yuhao saw through the strategy at a glance. It was meant to gather all the potentially threatening sects within the Three Douluo Kingdoms in one net!
Jing Hongchen nodded. This was also what he had heard from the old king. Supposedly, Xu Tianran had proposed this strategy.
"That brat's style, all right."
Du Bushi curled his lip. As someone who valued force above all else, he despised schemers who relied on conspiracies and tricks.
"Enough. The two of you still have time to discuss this? You should be choosing who will take part in the