As one of the continent's grandest events, the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament naturally drew tremendous attention.
Thus, the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena was already packed with a sea of people. Countless soul masters, nobles, and commoners fought tooth and nail to squeeze into the seats surrounding the plaza. Everywhere one looked in the stands, there was nothing but a dark mass of heads.
And a clamor that soared straight into the clouds.
The enormous Soul Fighting Stage was circular. Around the plaza, stone steps extended steadily upward, giving it the shape of a gladiatorial arena. Everyone in the sea of spectators seated around the stage could clearly see the entire platform.
At that moment, fourteen figures stood on the Soul Fighting Stage. Their gazes crossed, dazzling soul rings revolving around each of them and drawing gasps of amazement from the spectators.
However, nearly ninety percent of those gazes were clearly fixed on the black-robed youth carrying an enormous Black Ruler on his back.
Five soul rings-yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black-circled the black-robed youth. The yellow rings shone with divine brilliance, the purple ring radiated an imposing nobility, and the black rings were as unfathomable as an abyss ten thousand fathoms deep, filled with a mesmerizing allure.
For a moment, the entire Great Soul Arena fell utterly silent.
"A teenage Soul King? A ten-thousand-year fourth ring? How is that possible?" In the VIP seats, Xue Ye abruptly rose to his feet. His expression shifted rapidly as he stared at Xiao Yan, and a sharp aura suddenly burst from his body.
Platinum Bishop Salas's half-closed eyes also suddenly lit up as he stared at Xiao Yan. Although he did not lose his composure as Xue Ye had, the hands resting on his knees unconsciously clenched.
Light flickered in