At dawn the next morning, a long, resounding bell suddenly rang out across Welcome Guest Peak, piercing through the clouds.
"Clang—" "Clang—" "Clang—"
The bells rang nine times in succession, signaling the official beginning of the selection.
The various sect encampments immediately bustled with activity. Led by their respective elders, disciples converged upon the famed Pagoda Peak of the Tianbao Supreme Sect.
Led by Sang Yanping and Chu Jinyun, the Wutai Sect group moved forward with the crowd.
A strange peak rose abruptly from the earth, its slopes steep and perilous. At its summit stood a colossal tower that pierced straight into the heavens!
No one knew what material the tower had been built from. It was neither metal nor stone, ancient and weighty, its surface inscribed with countless profound and intricate Runes that slowly flowed at this very moment.
The tower stood seventy-two stories tall, with upturned eaves and interlocking brackets.
This was one of the Tianbao Supreme Sect's sect-defending spiritual treasures—the Tianbao Tower!
Cloud and mist curled around the tower, while rosy light flickered faintly through them, lending it even greater mystery and majesty.
Before the tower lay an immense white-jade plaza, now packed shoulder to shoulder with people.
Disciples from the Fifty-one Prefectures across the three regions, representing over a hundred sects, stood in designated areas according to the instructions, forming a vast sea of dark figures.
Every one of them was an elite painstakingly cultivated by their sects. In any prefecture, they would have been considered geniuses. Now gathered here, their Auras intertwined, making people hold their breath.
At the elevated areas around the plaza, several extraordinary figures could vaguely be seen. Some leaned against railings and gazed into the distance, while others spoke in low voices.
They were disciples from the great clans within Tianbao