Chapter 602 (1/2)

Chapter 602: The Final Match

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When the eight teams stood atop the flight of golden stairs, deafening cheers permeated the atmosphere. No matter which Spiritual Academy they hailed from, or whether their team was qualified for the final match, it did not hamper their anticipation of the final match that was about to begin.

After all, the eight teams at hand stood out from myriad teams from Spiritual Academies and to a certain extent, their capabilities were representative of the highest combat prowess of all the Spiritual Academies.

In the sky, the Chiefs of the Five Great Academies glanced down at the flight of golden stairs but their expressions were somewhat different.

Chief Tai Cang’s nonchalant expression morphed into a smile when Mu Chen and his team appeared, as his heart was filled with shock and amazement.

He was not surprised that Mu Chen and his team could enter the final match, but he had never expected them to clinch first position.

Chief Wu from the Martial Spiritual Academy glanced at Mu Chen before commenting with a smile, “Haha, Chief Tai Cang, it seems like the Northern Heaven Spiritual Academy has a highly skilled new recruit this time.”

“They were just lucky. Wu Ling from your Spiritual Academy is also not one to be underestimated. I guess the reason he didn’t vie for the top three positions was because he wanted to conceal his true capabilities?”

Chief Tai Cang smiled but he could not contain his happiness, as the Northern Heaven Spiritual Academy had not obtained such exemplary results in many years.

“Looks like the Northern Heaven Spiritual Academy has indeed made progress and improved,” the usually silent Chief Tian Sheng finally remarked with a faint smile.

“Congratulations, Chief Tai Cang.”

Chief Tian Sheng had a faint smile and his deep gaze revealed nothing. It was difficult to decipher his thoughts and emotions. It seemed he was indifferent to Ji Xuan failing to clinch the top position.

“You are too polite, Chief Tian Sheng. It was merely an elimination phase, hence it cannot be counted.”

Chief Tian Sheng was a crafty fox but Chief Tai Cang was no slouch, either.

He smiled and remarked, “No matter how powerful the opponent is, Northern Heaven Spiritual Academy will strive to do our very best.”

“I do look forward to it then.”

Chief Tian Sheng nodded with a smile and glanced at the three of Chiefs of the Spiritual Academies.

“Since the top eight teams have emerged, shall we begin the final match?”

The three other Chiefs nodded in assent.

Chief Tian Sheng rose from his massive seat, his figure a mere speck in comparison to the vast world. However, it somehow seemed that even the heavens and earth were in his grasp. An indescribable majestic aura permeated the atmosphere and faced with this immense power, the cheers gradually faded into silence with everyone looking in awe and reverence.

Standing at the apex of the golden stairs, Mu Chen lifted his head and glanced at the figure clad in white robes. That power shook him and caused him to feel affected. This was the strength of truly powerful characters. Currently, Mu Chen still had a long way to go before he could attain that level of power. However, he would not allow himself to feel discouraged, as he knew that he would certainly be able to achieve his goal. He just needed time to hone himself.

“To begin with, congratulations to the eight teams who are eligible for the final match. No matter the results, all of you have emerged as some of the best among all the Spiritual Academies.”

Chief Tian Sheng announced this calmly, his voice resembling strong sound waves that could move heaven and earth, even causing spiritual energies to circulate in others’ bodies.

“The elimination tournament has ended. Now, we will begin the final match of the Spiritual Academy Competition.

“Only the champion of the final match will be deemed as the strongest of all the Spiritual Academies, and he will represent the pinnacle of power among all the Academies.”

Countless disciples listened with fiery enthusiasm, as the pinnacle of power was a glory that they were unable to attain. Now, there were only eight teams that could fight for that glory.

“For the winning team, every member will receive 1,000 drops of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid and one Sovereign Pill.”

Woah.

All the disciples gasped in shock upon hearing the statement, many with envious gazes. They were clear about the significance of possessing the Sovereign Spiritual Liquid, as that was the crux of overcoming the Sovereign-level.

One thousand drops of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid were already a considerable amount even to some sects.

The Sovereign Pill was an even rarer item, as it was the result of condensing Sovereign Spiritual Liquid to a certain degree before it could coagulate into a pill. Thus, the value of a Sovereign Pill was comparable to that of a Low Rank Divine Artifact.

Everyone knew that if one wanted to advance into the Sovereign-level, even if they pulled through the Three Grades of the Spirit Disaster, they would need copious amounts of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid to sustain themselves, and this breakthrough was not a guaranteed success. The moment they failed, the Sovereign Spiritual Liquid that they worked hard to collect would go to waste and everything would be for naught. However, if they possessed a Sovereign Pill, although it was not a guaranteed success, the probability of success was bound to be several times higher.

Such wondrous effects were even more valuable than Divine Artifacts to people who had yet to attain the Sovereign level.

“A Sovereign Pill… How generous of them.”