The Finals Begin

The Lin Yuan Team set out for Spirit City and the final round of this year's Soul Master Tournament.

In the carriage, Ning Rongrong leaned against the window and gazed at the distant mountains. Xiao Wu was the most excited of them all. After being cooped up for a whole month, she could finally step into the arena again. There was no way she could sit still now.

"At last!" Xiao Wu pumped her fist a few times. "This past month nearly bored me to death."

"Look how happy you are." Ning Rongrong turned back and laughed at Xiao Wu's antics.

Spirit City was built against a mountain in a perfect hexagon. Six walls encircled it, each more than eighty meters high and over thirty meters thick. Cold light gleamed on the gray-white granite, and a Martial Soul relief was set into every wall. An imposing chill struck visitors the moment they saw it.

Squads of white-robed Soul Masters patrolled the ramparts, while spear-bearing city guards crowded the gates. Security was even tighter than in Heaven Dou Imperial City.

Once inside, they found Soul Masters on every street.

The draw was held the next day. The Lin Yuan Team drew Heaven Dou Royal Academy's main team.

"Heaven Dou's royal team?" Xiao Wu perked up. "Isn't that Sister Yan's team?"

Ning Rongrong answered.

"Right. It's Sister Yan's team."

Lin Yuan grinned too.

"Looks like this is as far as Heaven Dou goes. Running into us is rotten luck for them."

The following day, at the arena.

A hundred-meter-square granite platform stood firmly before the Pope's Palace. The stands on all sides were packed with people from Spirit Hall, the royal academies of Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empire, the Upper Three Sects, and the Lower Four Sects.

The seven members of