Secret Realm Training, Longevity Dao Rhyme Tempers Sharpened Edges

A hundred-zhang-wide training area had been marked out on the eastern side of Hongmeng Dao Academy's Training Ground. A fence built from Chaos Stone surrounded it, engraved with runes where Longevity Dao Rhyme and the Great Dao of Chaos Unity intertwined. As the runes flowed, they formed an invisible barrier that firmly sealed the spiritual energy within, making it more than three times denser than outside.

At this moment, three hundred elite disciples selected from among the myriad races sat cross-legged in thirty neat formations within the training area. They were all outstanding members of their races' younger generations. The weakest had reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, while the strongest had already touched the threshold of the Great Dao Realm. Excitement and solemnity filled every face as they gazed fervently toward the high platform at the center of the Training Ground.

Shen Hao stood atop the platform in a plain Daoist robe, his hands clasped behind his back as his gaze slowly swept across the three hundred disciples below. Ever since the Sacred Hall council, he had personally overseen the academy and led the training for the Hongmeng Secret Realm expedition team. He knew well that the secret realm was fraught with danger on every side. Individual bravery alone was far from enough. Only by tempering this team into a single iron plate could they advance and retreat freely within the secret realm, responding to every changing circumstance.

"Everyone," Shen Hao said, his voice gentle yet powerful, carrying clearly through the rune barrier to every disciple's ears. "You are all the finest of the younger generation among the myriad races, the hope of Hongmeng's future. Being selected for the expedition team is both your honor and your responsibility."

With a wave of his hand, a golden strand