Invincible Soul Emperor

In the center of the square, there floats a massive screen formed from Spiritual Power.

This large screen flickers with a gentle spiritual light, exhibiting a transparent crystal blue color, like a giant blue gemstone suspended in mid-air.

The edges of the screen are embedded with intricate golden runes, with slight flows of spiritual power weaving through, encircling the entire screen like living entities, showcasing its exquisite and mysterious nature.

At the very center of the screen, the votes for both individuals are displayed in real-time.

The votes are highlighted in golden light, clear and visible.

On the left side of the screen, the name "Xue Wei" is written, while on the right is the name "Xue Zhao".

Each name is outlined brightly by spiritual power, with numbers listed beneath them that change continuously as the voting proceeds, flashing with golden light and drawing particular attention.

At the top of the screen, there’s a huge timer, also constructed from spiritual power, indicating the remaining time for voting.

The numbers on the timer decrease every second, as the glow of spiritual power becomes increasingly tense and urgent with the passage of time.

Around the large screen, several small screens float, showing different angles and scenes.

Some display the voting scenes of the clansmen in the square, others show close-ups of Xue Zhao and Xue Wei on the Competition Stage.

There’s even footage of the elders supervising the voting process shown on some of the screens.

These small screens together create a panoramic view, allowing all clansmen to clearly see every detail of the voting process.

Behind the large screen, a pillar of light formed from spiritual power stretches skyward, as if connecting heaven and earth.

This pillar emits a soft yet firm glow, symbolizing the sacredness and fairness of this vote.

Each time a vote is cast, the pillar of light flickers slightly, indicating the flow and change of spiritual power.

Around the spiritual power screen, several massive runes float, rotating continuously and emitting a faint glow, adding a touch of mystery to the entire screen.

The flow of runes and the changes on the screen echo each other, as if resonating in a harmonic spiritual power, making the entire voting process more solemn and sacred.

The clansmen fix their eyes on this spiritual power screen, watching the real-time changes in the votes.

Each increase in the vote count causes a murmur of discussion and exclamation, filling the square with an atmosphere of tension and anticipation.

Regardless of whether they support Xue Wei or Xue Zhao, at this moment, everyone is fully focused, waiting for the final result to be unveiled.

As voting began, the changes in the vote count on the spiritual power screen immediately captured everyone’s attention.

Votes for "Xue Wei" on the left side of the screen and "Xue Zhao" on the right began to increase almost simultaneously. In those initial moments, their vote counts were neck and neck, each shift igniting a low gasp among the crowd.

"Xue Wei: 50 votes, Xue Zhao: 50 votes."

"Xue Wei: 100 votes, Xue Zhao: 100 votes."

The votes constantly fluctuated on the large screen with flickering golden light, the golden numbers alternating dynamically on the screen.

As if engaging in an intense competition.

As time passed, the initial balance gradually broke.

Xue Wei’s votes began to rise steadily, with his supporters continuously infusing spiritual power into the voting stone, where the Spiritual Patterns rapidly recorded their choices, then transmitted them to the large screen.

The numbers on the screen pulsed more frequently, each change tugging at the hearts of everyone present.

"Xue Wei: 300 votes, Xue Zhao: 280 votes."

"Xue Wei: 450 votes, Xue Zhao: 420 votes."

The gap in the votes started to show, as Xue Wei gradually widened the distance from Xue Zhao.

The clansmen supporting Xue Wei couldn’t help but display joyful expressions, while those siding with Xue Zhao appeared somewhat anxious and uneasy.

The numbers on the screen continued to pulse, bringing new changes with each passing second.

Xue Wei’s vote count steadily increased, with his supporters looking confident, as if victory was within reach.

And although Xue Zhao’s vote count was also rising, it was clearly at a slower pace than Xue Wei’s.

"Xue Wei: 1700 votes, Xue Zhao: 1163 votes."

"Xue Wei: 2858 votes, Xue Zhao: 1720 votes."

The gap was becoming increasingly evident, with Xue Wei’s votes surpassing Xue Zhao’s by a noticeable margin.

The spiritual power light on the screen flickered erratically, seemingly displaying the tension and intensity of this competition.

Each change in the numbers was accompanied by murmurs and gasps from the clansmen.

Xue Wei stood on the Competition Stage, his face showing an increasingly evident smugness.

He continuously glanced at the large screen, the light of victory gleaming in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Xue Zhao maintained her calm demeanor. Despite trailing in votes, her face showed little sign of anxiety.

"Xue Wei: 5700 votes, Xue Zhao: 3850 votes."

"Xue Wei: 6980 votes, Xue Zhao: 4200 votes."

As the votes continued to climb, Xue Wei’s advantage became more pronounced.

His supporters cast their votes in droves, demonstrating their trust and support for Xue Wei.

Although Xue Zhao’s vote count also rose, it was evidently difficult for her to catch up to Xue Wei’s lead.

Xue Wei stood on the Competition Stage, his hands clasped behind him, a smug smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

He walked slowly toward Xue Zhao, as if to show off his victory.

Every step was so composed and confident, with the Bluestone Slab beneath him trembling slightly with his footsteps.

He stood next to Xue Zhao, looking down with a hint of mockery and scorn, "So, Xue Zhao? Look at the vote count on the big screen, I’m already ahead by so much."

He deliberately paused, savoring this sense of superiority, then continued, "Do you really think you have a chance to win? There are only so many people in our clan, only so many votes can be cast. Can you still expect those who have already voted for me to suddenly change their minds and support you?"

Xue Wei’s voice carried obvious ridicule as he raised his hand to point at the ever-fluctuating vote count on the big screen.

"Look, look at this gap. Xue Wei: 6980 votes, Xue Zhao: 4200 votes. You’re thousands of votes behind me! This isn’t a small gap."

His words were filled with confidence and pride, the look of smugness on his face growing more pronounced.

"You know, this is the result of my hard work. I’ve done so much for the clan, solved so many problems for our people, and earned their trust and support."

Xue Wei’s gaze scanned the surrounding clansmen before returning to Xue Zhao.

"And you? You’ve done nothing, yet you hope to win everyone’s support from out of nowhere? Isn’t that too naive."

He shook his head gently, a cold smile curving his lips, "The outcome of this competition is already obvious. What you can do now is recognize reality and accept this fact. Otherwise, it’ll just be more embarrassing for you."