A Shocking Entrance

[The previous chapters need to be revised.]

At that moment, six petite figures landed on the spirit-fighting arena in succession!

Six little girls stood firmly on the bluestone platform, lined up side by side.

Six pairs of bright eyes stared at the Clear Sky Sect team ahead, filled with the unique curiosity and eagerness of children.

This scene left the thousands of Soul Masters watching utterly stunned.

After a brief, deathly silence, an uproar erupted like a tsunami.

"What is Spirit Hall doing??"

"After withdrawing their second team, they actually sent... so many six-year-old little girls?!"

"Are they joking? Is this a spirit battle or children playing house?"

"They're too young. They clearly only awakened their martial souls not long ago. What fighting ability could they possibly have?"

"Even if they have Innate Full Soul Power, at their age, they could only have obtained their first Soul Ring, right? And surely not all six of them?!"

"Wait, I recognize them! Those children seem to be the Pope's newly accepted disciples!"

"So what if they're the Pope's disciples? No matter how talented they are, they're only six! How many days have they cultivated? What could they possibly use to fight those Soul Masters from the Clear Sky Sect, who are around twenty?"

Discussion rose and fell from the stands surrounding the spirit-fighting arena.

Spirit Hall's Soul Masters exchanged bewildered looks.

No one could figure out what Qian Xunji was planning.

Could it really be as some had guessed—that by sending these children onto the field, the Clear Sky Sect's people would be too softhearted to attack?

Or perhaps, even if the Clear Sky Sect won, no one would think Spirit Hall had lost.

After all, the age gap was right there. With more than ten years between them, even a victory for the Clear Sky Sect would be far from glorious, while a loss for Spirit Hall would not be disgraceful.

Still, on the Clear Sky Sect's side stood elite youths around twenty years old, while opposite them was a row of six-year-old girls.

No matter how one looked at it, the sight was absurd.

From the instant Tang Hao saw those small figures land, his brows had furrowed. He raised his head and loudly demanded of the platform above,

"Spirit Hall Pope, what is the meaning of this?!"

"You're sending a bunch of toddlers who've barely been weaned to fight us in a spirit battle. Are you insulting the Clear Sky Sect?!"

That challenge briefly quieted the noisy arena.

"Heh, Spirit Hall knows they can't win, so they're sending children out to play the victim?"

"Exactly! If we really attack, won't word get out that we bullied children? Spirit Hall's calculations are really something!"

"How are we supposed to fight? If I throw one punch, that little girl over there might fly more than ten meters."

"I thought they had some formidable experts. This is it? Spirit Hall must be out of people."

Yang Wudi and the other four traded barbs, their mockery utterly undisguised. Every word struck straight at Spirit Hall's face.

Tang Hao stood at the front, his chest heaving violently. He glared at Qian Xunji on the high platform, then turned to sweep his gaze over the row of little girls opposite him, who did not even reach his waist.

Especially that blonde, red-eyed girl standing at the very front—she was actually sneering at him?

"This is going too far!"

Tang Hao's fury shot straight to his head, his clenched fists cracking loudly.

Just as he was about to speak again, Qian Xunji's voice descended from the high platform before he could.

"Against an unparalleled genius like you, Spirit Hall truly has no young Soul Master of your generation who can compare to you."

His tone was calm, even carrying a hint of sincerity.

Tang Hao opened his mouth. Before he could fire back with a sarcastic retort, Qian Xunji added,

"However, this was your Supreme Elder's request—to have Spirit Hall's finest children take the field and compete with you."

Tang Hao abruptly turned to look toward the highest part of the stands.

Tang Chen was staring intensely at Qian Daoliu.

He had originally thought that old fellow was making a fool of him, but when he truly extended his Soul Power toward the six little girls on the arena, his expression suddenly changed.

Level sixteen.

Level twenty-six.

Level thirty-four.

One number after another crashed into his senses, leaving him speechless for a moment.

How was this possible!!!

Tang Hao did not notice the change in his grandfather's expression. He was still furious, his voice rising even higher.

"Even so! Grandfather would never let us fight a group of little children who only just awakened their martial souls and can't even obtain Soul Rings! This isn't a spirit battle. This is a joke!"

The corners of Qian Xunji's lips slowly curved upward in a half-smile.

"Who told you they don't have Soul Rings?"

Tang Hao froze.

Qian Xunji's clear voice echoed through the entire spirit-fighting arena.

"It's simply that their levels are indeed far below yours, which is why there will be two extra people here."

The instant his words fell, the entire arena fell silent for a moment.

Then the uproar exploded once more.

"What? They have Soul Rings not long after awakening? How is that possible?!"

"There can't possibly be so many with Innate Full Soul Power. Could the rest all have Innate Rank 9 Soul Power??"

"No, even with Innate Rank 9 Soul Power, it would take time to cultivate from awakening to Rank 10. They're only six!"

Countless gazes focused on the six tiny figures on the platform, doubt, shock, and disbelief intertwining.

Qian Xunji looked at the bright, eager eyes below that had long been unable to hold themselves back and said with a smile,

"Disciples, it's your turn."

Bibi Dong was the first to jump out. With her hands on her hips and her chin raised, she announced in a crisp, ringing voice,

"Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong! Martial Soul: Death Spider Emperor! Rank 26 assault-type Battle Soul Master!"

"Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue! Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel! Rank 34 assault-type Soul Elder!"

"Spirit Hall, Ye Guyi! Martial Soul: Sacred Angel! Rank 26 assault-type Battle Soul Master!"

"Spirit Hall, Na'er! Martial Soul: Silver Dragon Spear! Rank 16 assault-type Battle Soul Master!"

Zi'er stepped forward, expressionless.

"Spirit Hall, Zi'er! Martial Soul: Hell Demon Dragon! Rank 16 assault-type Battle Soul Master!"

"Spirit Hall, Bi'er! Martial Soul: Emerald Swan! Rank 16 support-type Battle Soul Master!"

Six figures, six martial souls, and the Soul Rings of all six lit up across the spirit-fighting platform at once.

Their Soul Ring configurations were even more horrifying.

Bibi Dong: yellow, purple.

Qian Renxue: yellow, yellow, purple.

Na'er: purple.

Ye Guyi: yellow, purple.

Zi'er: purple.

Bi'er: purple.

Yellow and purple Soul Rings pulsed around the bodies of the six girls.

At that moment, everyone wondered whether they had gone deaf or blind.

They kept rubbing their eyes as they stared at those Soul Ring configurations.

Their first and second Soul Rings were actually thousand-year Soul Rings?!

At the same time, a white-haired youth carrying a blood-red greatsword on his back stepped onto the spirit-fighting platform.

"Spirit Hall, Luo Jiuyou."

"Martial Soul: Asura Demon Sword."

"Rank 49, assault-type Battle Soul Ancestor."

The instant his words fell,

Red, red, gold, black.

Four Soul Rings emerged in succession, each a full circle larger than ordinary Soul Rings. Dark crimson light enveloped half the spirit-fighting platform, while that golden Soul Ring was so dazzling that people could barely keep their eyes open.

A terrifying aura spread outward as though tangible, and the air suddenly grew much heavier.

A bloody, baleful aura swept over them like a tide. The Soul Masters present felt their chests tighten, and even the circulation of their Soul Power slowed by half a beat.

Countless people stood with their mouths open and eyes wide, their minds utterly blank.

They simply could not believe it.

The first Soul Ring and second Soul Ring were actually...

Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!

What kind of outrageous joke was this?!