A vast number of soul tools reinforced the enormous competition platform on every side.
Many soul masters around it continuously channeled soul power into the ornate soul tools, ensuring that they operated properly.
According to the information provided by Spirit Hall, this arena could withstand any attack from a soul master below Soul Emperor without sustaining damage.
Directly ahead of the competition platform stood the Pope's Hall.
Zhu Zhuqing stood in the spectator stands behind the platform and looked ahead.
The hill on which the Pope's Hall stood was less than a thousand meters away. The majestic, imposing hall towered before everyone.
Zhu Zhuqing vaguely sensed a gaze turning toward her, frightening her into immediately deactivating her Ice-Fire Eyes.
Spirit Hall had already announced in its posted notices that the final three teams would compete before the Pope's Hall.
When the time came, the Pope would appear in person and crown the eventual champions.
"Interesting. This Zhu Zhuqing's perception is actually this keen." Bibi Dong stood in midair above the highest point outside the Pope's Hall, then casually sat on the roof and gazed ahead.
A distance of a thousand meters was child's play to Bibi Dong. She could clearly see the movements of anyone in the arena.
At present, only two people held her particular attention: Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing.
The area surrounding the competition platform was divided into several sections.
There were rest areas, with every participating team assigned its own space.
These areas encircled the competition platform, so anyone with sharp eyes could see everything that happened in the arena.
The VIP judges' seats accommodated dedicated judges from both empires and Spirit Hall.
Zhu Zhuqing spotted familiar figures.
The Zhu Family had actually sent people too.
With graying hair and a face covered in wrinkles, the