As Jintai Prefecture's premier martial gathering, the Jintai Grand Tournament had extremely strict rules. It was divided into two main stages, with successive rounds of selection and an astonishing elimination rate.
The first stage was the preliminary round. Only martial artists who passed it could qualify for the second stage, the main competition, and contend for the final rankings.
Though the Jintai Grand Tournament's preliminary round appeared to be an entry assessment, it was actually exceptionally difficult, with an extremely high threshold.
Young martial artists with any measure of strength flocked to register, whether they came from Jintai Prefecture's countless sects or were Rogue Cultivators in the martial world. The number of entrants often reached the thousands, yet only a scant few emerged from the preliminary round.
The vast majority of contestants were mercilessly eliminated during the preliminaries.
Only a handful of heavenly prodigies with deep foundations and outstanding strength could pass the preliminary round and enter the main competition, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
Time flew, and April nineteenth arrived in the blink of an eye.
At the Profound Truth Sect on Duck Mountain Island, the Azure No. 4 Courtyard stood halfway up Lingxi Peak.
Under Sun Ningxiang's care, the courtyard's plants flourished, its stone table and stools were spotless, and clouds and mist drifted around it amid gentle spirit energy.
The other disciples on the peak also knew this was Senior Brother Yang Jing's residence. Whenever they approached, they deliberately kept quiet, making it especially tranquil and elegant.
Inside the courtyard's main hall, the lattice windows stood open. A breeze swept through, carrying the fresh fragrance of mountain greenery.
The room was simply furnished, with an old-fashioned square table standing in the center.
Yang Jing and Sun Ningxiang sat on opposite sides. Six dishes were neatly