Ju Zi pushed Xu Tianran to the center of the dais. Rather than taking a seat, she stood beside him. With the prince regent's consort standing, the other ministers naturally dared not sit after hurrying up, panting for breath. They all stood on the dais.
Xu Tianran nodded to Ju Zi.
Ju Zi slowly stepped forward to the Soul Guidance Amplifier that had already been prepared. Her melodious voice soon spread throughout the venue.
"Silence."
A deep voice abruptly rang out, its overwhelming pressure instantly sweeping across the venue. The instant that voice sounded, everyone felt their vision darken, as though black clouds were bearing down overhead. Even their breathing grew rapid.
All conversation instantly vanished beneath that deep voice. In the blink of an eye, the entire competition grounds and the spectator areas holding hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians actually fell utterly silent. A falling pin could have been heard.
Just... just what kind of strength was this?! It could actually produce such terrifying pressure. One man's power had made hundreds of thousands tremble. Was such strength truly something a Soul Master could attain?
Chen Ping followed the gaze to its source and saw a middle-aged man with short silver hair. His hair was extremely dense, each strand looking as stiff as a steel needle. With striking brows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and a square mouth, he was actually quite handsome.
Only those purple eyes gleaming with wickedness reminded Chen Ping that this man was by no means as heroic and upright as he appeared.
Silver hair, purple eyes, and terrifying pressure far beyond that of an ordinary Super Douluo-with those three traits, Chen Ping instantly identified the man.
The wielder of the Death God Demon Puppet Martial Soul, a Level 98 Super Douluo on the