Spirit City.
The competition venue was a sea of people.
Almost all were Soul Masters who had rushed over from across the continent.
They had heard that several Soul Kings had appeared in this tournament, making it the most competitive Continental Advanced Academy Soul Master Tournament in history.
Whoever they were.
They had traveled far just to glimpse the splendor of these heavenly prodigies of their era!
Soul Masters crowded the entire city.
Countless powerhouses stood atop the city walls.
A Soul Emperor-level powerhouse was stationed almost every hundred meters, and Titled Douluo-level powerhouses guarded all six walls. With such security, even a fly would struggle to approach.
Pope Bibi Dong stood before Spirit Hall.
She wore a resplendent golden papal gown, a golden crown on her head and a scepter in her hand. The ethereal, radiant aura surrounding her set off her peerless beauty, while the cinched waist accentuated her figure, so perfect that not a single flaw could be found.
Three Soul Bones appeared in her palm.
Each of the three Soul Bones emitted an enchanting glow.
Fiery red, pale blue, and dark green shone in harmony in midair.
"The ultimate victor."
"Will receive Spirit Hall's greatest reward."
"I hope to see all your strength and talent."
As her words fell.
The entire venue erupted in an unending uproar.
Everyone cheered.
Were it not for the Titled Douluo guarding this place, these three Soul Bones could have incited a mob of desperate outlaws to risk their lives fighting over them. In the outside world, these were supreme treasures capable of sparking wars.
Bibi Dong lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze settling on the Imperial Fighting Team and the Spirit Hall Team.
"I hope you can all display the strength you should possess."
"And leave no regrets."
As Bibi