The dust gradually dispersed, and everyone swept their gazes over to discover an enormous, heavy black ruler. As the Black Ruler struck the ground, a clear laugh slowly rang across the sky.
"Heh heh heh, why isn't the Soul Hall on the list for this Seven Great Sects reselection tournament? Could it be that our Soul Hall isn't qualified to participate?"
Hearing that clear laughter echo across the sky, countless gazes before the Pope's Hall instantly shifted forward. They saw a black-robed youth approaching with a large group in tow, stirring a continuous commotion all around.
"These people seem incredibly strong."
The arrival of Xiao Yan and his companions immediately sparked waves of whispers. The surrounding Soul Masters discovered that most of these newcomers were Soul Douluos or above, with several Titled Douluos among them. Even the former Upper Three Sects probably couldn't muster such strength, could they? Just what sort of power was this Soul Hall?
On the raised platform of the Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong's expression slowly darkened when she heard Xiao Yan's laughter. She gradually lifted her head, her gaze seeming to pierce through space as she stared straight at Xiao Yan and his companions, her brows drawing tightly together.
"How dare you! Who are you? You have no right to act so brazenly before the Pope's Hall!" Just then, a Red-Robed Cardinal angrily rebuked Xiao Yan and his companions.
Bibi Dong's gaze had already grown calm. She raised her hand, and the Red-Robed Cardinal immediately closed his mouth, his face filled with reverence.
A faint smile appeared on her face. Rather than becoming angry, Bibi Dong gazed at Xiao Yan and said mildly, "Since Hall Master Xiao is interested in attending this Seven Great Sects reselection tournament, please take a seat."
"Haha, then I won't stand