Chapter 149 Kong Deming: I feel that Bai Xuanzi could even create a small world with his bare hands.
The silver-gray sphere above the sky pulsed rhythmically under the drive of the divine core, its technological prowess beyond its time making the air in the dark world seem to be sucked out.
Whether they were ordinary soul masters in the bustling city or powerful figures sitting at the pinnacle of power, everyone's eyes were now fixed on that level eleven soul tool.
...
The discussions in the underworld never subsided; instead, they grew increasingly somber as the scene unfolded.
Not only ordinary Soul Masters, but also those big shots who stand at the pinnacle of the Soul Master realm showed unprecedented solemnity at this moment.
At this moment, within the dark world...
Xian Lin'er looked at the dynamic magic array flowing in the sky, her voice trembling slightly:
"An eleventh-level soul tool... I never imagined that Elder Xuan of the White World had reached this level in the integration of soul tool technology and the laws of order. This kind of creation has completely transcended the realm of energy accumulation."
Even Kong Deming, the Grand Preceptor of the Sun Moon Empire and a peak level nine Soul Master, put down his teacup, his eyes filled with thirst for knowledge and awe.
"What exactly will an eleventh-level soul tool look like? How is its internal logic consistent? This is truly something to look forward to."
They readjusted their posture and, like students eager to learn, continued to gaze at the sky.
[The aerial footage continues to play.]
As the opening ceremony's cannons boomed, the members of the first team participating in the elimination rounds slowly entered the center of Shrek Square.
Those were two young teams from second-rate sects. Although their strength was only at the Soul Master level, their eyes showed no fear, only excitement for something new.
[Bai Xuanzi pointed a finger, and the "Boundary of Order" sphere in the air instantly released fourteen beams of guiding light, precisely covering each contestant.]
In an instant, the contestants' physical bodies closed their eyes, remaining standing and entering a deep state of immobilization. Their mental will, meanwhile, was instantly drawn into the sphere by the beam of light.
The camera angle then shifts.
It was a vast, boundless void. As the rules of the Realm of Order evolved, the surrounding light and shadow began to rapidly recombine.
In just two breaths, a virtual arena, perfectly scaled and with identical physical parameters to the Shrek Square below, was constructed.
The members of both teams stood on the virtual arena, subconsciously stretching their limbs. One of the Soul Masters crouched down, grabbed a handful of virtual soil, and found the texture, weight, and graininess between his fingers completely indistinguishable from the real thing.
"The competition begins." Bai Xuanzi's voice echoed high above the virtual world.
The battle erupted in an instant.
Knowing that death within this space would not affect reality, both Soul Masters abandoned their usual restraint from the first round of the competition. Without any probing, they immediately unleashed their trump cards – their millennium-old Soul Skills.
[In the scene, a beam of fire-attribute energy collides with a shockwave of ice-attribute energy in the center of the arena. The shockwave generated by this high-intensity clash of soul power shatters the stone bricks on the virtual ground. Every flow of soul power trajectory and every arc of energy dissipation is precisely simulated in real-world detail.]
[A powerful offensive Soul Master, in his pursuit of victory, adopted an extremely aggressive fighting style. He allowed his opponent's short sword to pierce his shoulder, thus gaining the opportunity to unleash a deadly attack at close range.]
The excruciating pain of flesh being torn apart and the dizziness caused by blood loss were realistically reflected back to his mind through the precise calculations of the Realm of Order.
[Finally, after an extremely fierce battle, the victors annihilated the enemy with only one survivor. As the last loser's heart shattered and he died in the virtual world, his consciousness was enveloped by a gentle force of order and instantly transmitted back.]
The Soul Masters of the Underworld were speechless with shock as they watched this almost miraculous battle.
"Is this the power of an eleventh-level soul tool?" A judge from the underworld rubbed his eyes.
"The bloodshed and ruthlessness of the battles are entirely due to the absence of the fear of 'death.' This level of combat efficiency far surpasses that of the restrictive competitions held outside."
Xian Lin'er was once again shocked: "Is this the technical skill of Elder Bai Shijie? He is not only creating artifacts, he is defining life and death. He has erased the cost of death, but retained the experience of death. This kind of experience is extremely valuable to a Soul Master."
Kong Deming sighed and shook his head with a complicated expression: "It feels like if Elder Xuan of the White World wanted to, he could even create an independent small world with a flick of his wrist. This kind of control over the rules of space and soul is beyond what a Soul Master can describe; it's the work of a creator."
The first match has ended.
When the fourteen Soul Masters reopened their eyes and their consciousness returned to their bodies, they were surprised to find that they had no injuries whatsoever. Even the mental fatigue caused by extreme tension had been healed by the transmission from the Realm of Order.
Their mental strength hadn't been diminished; on the contrary, it had subtly increased! This was truly beyond their expectations.
Bai Xuanzi, however, smiled and waved his sleeve.
Fourteen white pills, emitting a faint fragrance, appeared out of thin air and flew precisely towards each contestant.
"As agreed, these are your Soul Ascension Pills," Bai Xuanzi said gently. "Regardless of victory or defeat, the fighting spirit you displayed in the Realm of Order deserves this reward."
The Soul Masters from the two teams received the pills, feeling the pure energy they contained, and their expressions of surprise and delight were palpable. They knelt on one knee and respectfully bowed towards the podium: "Thank you, Elder Xuan! Thank you, Shrek Academy!"
This harmonious and hopeful scene allowed spectators across the continent to gain a deeper understanding of Shrek Academy's grand spirit.
[...]
[In the following matches, several more of these high-intensity, injury-free contests took place.]
After each match, Bai Xuanzi distributed Soul-Ascension Pills as promised. This continuous influx of top-tier resources plunged the entire continent into a frenzy of worship.
However, when the screen displaying the draw results rolled again and finally settled on two familiar names, the previously frenzied atmosphere instantly cooled, transforming into an atmosphere of extreme solemnity and anticipation.
[At the very center of that screen of light, which had garnered immense attention, it was clearly engraved with:]
Shrek Academy team vs. Zheng Tian Academy team.
Finally, it's the Shrek team's turn to appear from the White World.
In the rest area of the underworld, everyone's breathing slowed down.
They knew that Bai Huoyuhao and the others' true debut was about to begin.
That will be a comprehensive display of order, talent, and absolute dominance.
I wonder what it will look like?
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