Three days slipped quietly by.
A booming voice rang out through the Void. "Fellow Daoists, the competition is about to begin. It will last five hundred years. Please remove your clothing and any accessories you are wearing. In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, you will enter the competition space. I hope you all achieve good results!"
Fang Chen took off his clothes, then used a Secret Method to form a Battle Robe around himself. It looked exactly like the clothes he had just removed.
Hum!
As the voice faded, a strange Law Fluctuation appeared. A ripple spread outward, and when it vanished, Fang Chen found that his surroundings had changed completely. He had been above the ruins of the Ancient City, but now he hovered over a lush green grassland. A gentle breeze swept across it, raising wave after wave of green.
Looking at the grassland, Fang Chen could not help thinking of the Green Grass Great Array. It had been decades since they left the Barbaric Ancient Region. He missed Little Grass dearly, along with everyone else there.
"Master, the competition has begun. Do your best!" Little Golden Cicada said.
Fang Chen spread his Spiritual Sense. He found that its range on the grassland was twice what it had been among the ruins of the Ancient City.
But when his Spiritual Sense touched the clouds overhead, they blocked it.
Fang Chen paused at the discovery and murmured, "It seems different places in this competition space suppress Spiritual Sense to different degrees."
"That's right," Little Crane agreed.
Within the range of Fang Chen's Spiritual Sense, there were no living creatures. Apart from wind and grass, he found nothing.
Fang Chen tried to contact Great Emperor Huo Li and Myna bird through his Identity Token, but he