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This was actually not Ye Ling's first time in Wuhun City.
When Yun Ming and Qian Daoliu were fighting, Ye Ling had come to Wuhun City once.
However, the last time I came to Wuhun City, I only caught a glimpse of it, and it was just a quick bird's eye view from the sky.
Compared with imperial capitals like Tiandou City, Wuhun City is undoubtedly much smaller in scale.
It is not even one-tenth the size of Tiandou City, but the shock this city brings to people is no less than that of other cities.
"Tsk tsk, this is Wuhun City, they are still rich."
Looking at the city wall that was eighty meters high and nearly thirty meters thick, even Ye Ling couldn't help but marvel at it.
The bricks and stones of these city walls are made entirely of whole pieces of granite, and they look extremely spectacular.
"Spirit City was built by the Spirit Hall completely according to the Imperial Capital's model. It was also constructed from scratch, brick by brick."
Ning Fengzhi on the side explained to Ye Ling very attentively.
But the most peculiar thing is that the walls of Wuhun City are not rectangular like those of ordinary cities, but hexagonal.
To put it simply, Wuhun City has six walls.
All the soul masters who were responsible for patrolling the city walls were wearing special uniforms of the Spirit Hall and looked very majestic.
Moreover, there is a huge relief on each of the six city walls, just like the token of the Spirit Hall, symbolizing the six powerful spirits.
The Spirit Hall was greeted by a red cardinal, and more than 500 teachers and students from the Advanced Spirit Master Academy were arranged to stay in a huge hotel in the west of the city.
I heard that this hotel was also built by the Spirit Hall specifically for this Soul Master Competition.
As for the Royal Knights of Tiandou City, they were stationed outside the city.
After settling down, no one from the Spirit Hall came forward to negotiate with the Butian Pavilion, so naturally nothing unexpected happened.
Ye Ling was also happy about this. Since the Spirit Hall was not in a hurry, he was naturally even less anxious. So he went out to visit the streets of Spirit City with great interest.
It's not just him. Many teachers and students from the Advanced Soul Master Academy who came to Wuhun City for the first time were as restless as he was.
"Young Pavilion Master, please look, that's the Spirit Hall and Douluo Hall."
The black-clothed woman, the only one in Butian Academy who knew something about Wuhun City, pointed to a hill in the distance and said.
The woman in black still had her face covered, and her voice was still a little dull.
"This Wuhun City is built around the Pope Palace and the Douluo Palace."
Ye Ling looked at the crystal-like Douluo Palace and the magnificent and gorgeous Pope Palace and nodded.
"This place smells like the gods."
The Ice Emperor beside Ye Ling frowned slightly.
"Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a strong power of faith."
As a soul beast, the predecessor of the Ice Emperor was much more sensitive to various auras than soul masters.
Now that he has turned into Ye Ling's soul, he has become more sensitive to some special auras.
"I guess that Douluo Hall is where the Spirit Hall collects faith."
Ye Lingyao pointed to the Douluo Palace in the distance, with a look of emotion on his face.
"I noticed it when I first entered Wuhun City. Even I couldn't help but feel some piety in my heart."
At this point, Ye Ling couldn't help but sneer twice.
"Then the Douluo Palace will come to collect the power of faith on the continent. What a good move."
The power of faith is the key for soul masters to create their own divine status, and it is also an important way for divine-level gods to improve their own strength.
The Douluo Palace is the burial place of Titled Douluo, and it is also the place where new Titled Douluo leave their names.
In Douluo Continent, a world where strength is respected, the status of Titled Douluo is self-evident.
Such a place will naturally receive the blessing of faith from the entire continent.
"Indeed, me too."
Du Bu Si touched his beard.
"After entering this city, I also felt a sense of piety in my heart."
Of course, only Ye Ling and others can see the essence of this matter.
Most other soul masters would be confused and think it was just their own psychological effects.
"Excuse me, is this Young Master Ye of the Butian Pavilion here in person?"
Just as a few people were strolling around Wuhun City, a voice sounded from behind them.
"It's me, who are you and what do you want?"
A few people turned around and saw the cardinal who had originally greeted the participating teams standing behind them.
"Young Master Ye, His Holiness the Pope wishes to discuss the schedule and rewards for the individual competition with you."
The cardinal who came was extremely respectful, even a little flattering.
It is extremely rare for such a situation to occur to a Spirit Hall Cardinal.
Even some of the Spirit Hall residents who were watching nearby were a little surprised by the cardinal's attitude.
"Then what?"
Ye Ling asked with interest.
"His Holiness the Pope invites you to the Pope's Palace for a chat. I hope Young Master Ye will go with me."
The cardinal bowed towards Ye Ling and said.
"Young Pavilion Master, can I go with you?"
Du Bu Si on the side sneered.
"The Spirit Hall likes to play tricks, so we have to be on guard."
Ye Ling didn't say anything, just looked at the cardinal in front of him.
"The Pope's Palace is no different from the others. His Holiness the Pope has only invited Young Master Ye..."
Before the cardinal could finish his words, the pressure from the Titled Douluo Du Bu Si, who was at level ninety-eight, had already fallen on him.
Like a chicken with its neck strangled, the cardinal was suddenly unable to utter a word.
"That's quite interesting."
Ye Ling raised his eyebrows and said to Du Bu Si.
"Master Du, please stop intimidating me. He's just a messenger, why make things difficult for him?"
After hearing this, Du Bu Si snorted and dissipated his pressure.
"I understand what Your Holiness means."
Ye Ling couldn't help but smile as he looked at the cardinal whose figure was trembling slightly.
"Lead the way."
"We, the Butian Pavilion, and the Spirit Hall have always been on good terms. If we don't go, others might think there's some conflict between us."
Upon hearing this, not to mention the strange expressions on the faces of the others, the cardinal in front of him was overjoyed.
As long as Ye Ling is willing to go to the Pope's Palace, his mission will be completed.
"Young Pavilion Master..."
Du Bu Si opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Ling with a wave of his hand.
"That's fine. Someone of His Holiness the Pope's stature wouldn't trick me into the Papacy and kill me, would he?"
"We are now on someone else's territory, so we still have to follow their rules."
The cardinal standing by almost lowered his head between his legs upon hearing this.
Is he capable of listening to such words?
Having said this, Ye Ling's tone became a little serious.
"You can just walk around or go back to the hotel and rest."
"I will accompany this cardinal to the Papal Palace alone."
Although he was somewhat unwilling, Du Bu Si still bowed slightly towards Ye Ling and said.
"Yes, Young Master."
After dealing with Du Bu Si, Ye Ling's gaze fell on the cardinal.
"Come on, why don't you take me to the Pope's Palace?"
The cardinal finally reacted after hearing this and quickly saluted Ye Ling.
"Young Master Ye, please!"