The age Lu Ning considered just right.
Was already unimaginable to Meng Shenji.
An ordinary genius's fifth Soul Ring was merely a little over ten thousand years old.
But Zhu Zhuqing...
Honestly.
In this era, when many Soul Saints absorbed their seventh ring, its age was basically only this high. Some even settled for a suitable Soul Beast whose age was lower.
"...All right, you master and disciple really do come from the same mold."
"Let's go."
"Take a bath. His Highness the Crown Prince has scheduled departure for noon today. The Heaven Dou Empire's army will escort you then. Caution comes first."
Meng Shenji did not want to keep talking to this master and disciple.
He briefly explained the tournament schedule to Lu Ning.
Then left directly.
Lu Ning washed up alone inside the Wooden Cabin.
He washed the clothes that had been sitting there for days.
At noon.
The Heaven Dou Empire's army finished assembling and escorted the victorious teams from Heaven Dou City's gates toward Spirit Hall to participate in the Finals. The Heaven Dou Empire had selected fifteen teams through the Preliminary Tournament.
With the seeded team that qualified automatically.
Sixteen teams set off in a grand procession for Spirit City to compete.
The same went for the Star Luo Empire.
Sixteen plus sixteen, along with Spirit Hall's seeded team.
Thirty-three teams in total would participate in the final competition.
Three thousand armored soldiers protected the competing teams, accompanied by several Soul Emperor experts, as well as teachers and deans from the various academies.
It could be said that with a lineup like this.
Ordinary organizations had no way of harming this group of heavenly prodigies.
Only if the Upper Three Sects, Spirit Hall, or the two great empires acted would there be a chance.