Everyone returned to their respective places, leaving only Lin Yang and Qian Renxue in the vast square.
At the Cardinal's command, the match officially began.
A gleam of golden light bloomed. Qian Renxue's hair and pupils turned gold at the same time, and a pair of pure white wings unfurled behind her.
Soul Rings appeared beneath her feet, one after another.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.
The terrifying pressure radiating from the seven Soul Rings spread outward like a tide.
Even though they had already witnessed this sight, the eyes of the Spirit Hall members still filled with intense fanaticism and reverence when the Angel Martial Soul appeared.
The Angel Martial Soul was Spirit Hall's inherited Martial Soul, the spiritual core passed down through Spirit Hall for centuries upon centuries.
But when Bibi Dong saw this, the loathing and killing intent deep in her eyes grew ever stronger.
Lin Yang's expression remained unchanged.
A streak of dark light appeared in his palm, and Soul Rings likewise emerged beneath his feet.
When the first yellow Soul Ring appeared, no one reacted.
But when the second Soul Ring turned out to be purple, everyone's eyes widened.
Before they could react, four ink-black Soul Rings emerged in succession.
Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black!
A terrifying, razor-sharp presence soared into the sky, standing against Qian Renxue's pressure on equal footing.
Time froze at that moment.
No one even dared breathe loudly, their gazes fixed on the Soul Rings surrounding Lin Yang.
Not only the spectators, but even the Titled Douluo seated at the very top looked as though they had seen a ghost, every expression frozen on their faces.
The gilded armrest beneath Bibi Dong's hand was crushed to pieces in an instant.
Boom!
After one brief second of silence, the