Tang San nodded and turned his gaze toward the Soul Capturer Nymph Emperor. "Soul Capturer Nymph Emperor, please step forward."0

The weight of the rules binding the Soul Capturer lifted. He took a deep breath, and his eyes hardened with resolve. As an Emperor, he knew all too well that there was no point trying to shy away from the battle. Only fighting with everything he had did he stand a chance. And judging from earlier battles, it didn’t seem that Tang San was hell-bent on murdering everyone here, so he did not necessarily have to die even if he lost.0

The Soul Capturer also trusted his own power. Though his physical combat ability was among the weakest of the Emperors, even weaker...0