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Despite being intrigued by Su Ming's recent actions, the God of Destruction found it unfulfilling—he was more interested in discovering the source of Su Ming's prior surge of destructive energy. If it was Su Ming's own power, it might make him a worthy candidate for inheriting a godly mantle. However, if the Goddess of Life also took interest, he was willing to let her pursue it.

With a spark of curiosity, he turned to her. "Green, why don't you perform a divination? I'm interested to see if Su Ming could transform pure life force into destruction."

The Goddess of Life found this notion captivating, quickly agreeing. She initiated the Life Prayer Ritual, seeking an answer through the Life Tree.

In the next moment, the tree shone with a bright golden light—a powerful omen of great fortune.

"Purple, look," she said, smiling, "the reading is quite favorable."

Pleased with the outcome, the God of Destruction replied, "Good. Let's continue observing Su Ming. The Spirit Master Tournament finals are starting soon, and we'll get to see his true strength."

A few days later, the much-anticipated Spirit Master Tournament finals commenced.

To accommodate the finals, Spirit City had established a grand arena right at its center. This massive, circular platform—built entirely of granite—spanned nearly a hundred meters in diameter. Strengthened by an array of soul devices, it could withstand any attack below that of a Spirit Sage without damage.

Originally, Bibi Dong hadn't considered such fortification necessary. But with the frightening power demonstrated by Su Ming and other formidable contestants like Hu Liena, she had opted for reinforcement to endure any Spirit Sage-level attacks. She even felt it might still be inadequate; after all, Su Ming's fully unleashed Susanoo could cleave a Semi-God like Yu Yuan into pieces in one blow. While she herself could achieve the same result, she knew it wouldn't come as easily—unless she drew on the power of the Rakshasa God.

Just before the finals, she had finally passed the Rakshasa God's seventh trial, allowing her partial access to divine powers and control over thirty percent of the power within the Pure Heart Pearl.

Dugu Bo, glancing at the grand arena, chuckled, "Little monster, do you think this platform can withstand one of your full-power attacks? Haha!"

The scale and durability of the arena certainly highlighted Spirit Hall's abundant resources. Under typical circumstances, a platform capable of withstanding Spirit Sage-level attacks would have been excessive for a tournament. However, this year had produced an outlier like Su Ming.

In front of the arena stood the Papal Palace. Only a kilometer away from the palace's hillside position, the top three matches of the tournament would be held there. The final victor would be crowned in front of the Pope.

Early in the morning, each academy, led by Spirit Hall officials, arrived at the arena. Each was assigned a separate rest area, far surpassing the accommodations provided by the Heaven Dou Empire.

Once they reached their designated area, Dugu Bo was summoned to draw lots. He returned shortly after, his face inscrutable.

"So, who's our first opponent?" Su Ming asked, eager to finally participate. This was his chance to go all-out against novice opponents, something he'd always been curious about.

The other members of the Heaven Dou team looked expectantly at Dugu Bo. After waiting so long, they were just as excited to compete. They hoped their first opponent would be relatively weak, allowing them, as substitutes, a chance to enter the fray.

Dugu Bo said calmly, "Your first match will be against Canghui Academy."

"Canghui Academy?" some teammates murmured. As the fifth-ranking team from the Heaven Dou region, Canghui was known to be no pushover.

"Captain, can we play in this match?" Yu Feng and a few others eagerly asked, their eyes lighting up.

Seeing their overconfidence, Su Ming shook his head slightly. They clearly hadn't encountered Canghui's Seven-in-One Fusion Technique, which could potentially render them dazed if they underestimated it.

"Alright then. Here's the lineup: Yu Feng, Oslo, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and myself," Su Ming said decisively.

"What? Captain, you're joining us? But if you're on the field, we won't even get a chance to do anything," Yu Feng replied with a hint of disappointment.

Unconvinced, Dugu Yan chimed in, "Su Ming, if you're going, why not let me join? I want to compete too!"

Su Ming shrugged, unbothered by her challenge. His role in the match wasn't to dominate; rather, he was there as a safety net, while testing the team's resilience. Both Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had undergone mental training with him and possessed substantial spiritual power, especially Ning Rongrong. He was curious to see if they could withstand Canghui's Seven Shura Illusion Technique on their own.

As for Dugu Yan, despite being a Spirit King, her spiritual strength hadn't yet reached a level capable of countering such a technique, which demanded a Spirit Emperor's mental prowess to withstand.

"As the team captain, my decision stands. I'm here to cover you. You'll have your chance next match," he said, flashing a faint smile that made Dugu Yan shiver. She knew that look all too well—Su Ming was definitely up to something.