It was dusk, and the sun slanted toward the west.
Golden sunset rays broke through the clouds, blanketing the entire blessed land of Sanqing Mountain.
At that moment, the open square before Sanqing Palace was once again packed with people.
The terrace was still the same terrace, except that some unnecessary furnishings had been removed, turning it into a fighting arena.
The same nine people as before were seated before the main hall.
"Sanqing Mountain truly is a supreme blessed land. This sunset, with its boundless rays, actually gives one the feeling that the gates to the immortal realm have suddenly opened," Qi Benyi exclaimed.
Then he sighed. "It's just that I don't know where the immortals are, or where to seek the path to immortality."
Everyone reacted differently. Some shared his sentiments, while others laughed disdainfully.
Since ancient times, countless people had sought immortality and asked the Dao. The people of the Daoist sects likewise yearned for eternal life and ascension, seeking great freedom, but in the end, it was only an ethereal dream—though many were still immersed in it.
"Friend Qi, you're too attached to appearances," Li Taixu said.
At this point, Deng Hongyu changed the subject. "True Person Li, how will this exchange of skills be conducted?"
Li Taixu stroked his beard and smiled. "There are no rules."
"Hm?"
Surprise appeared on everyone's faces.
"What do you mean, there are no rules?"
"One person goes onto the platform. Whoever wants to challenge them can go up."
Everyone quickly realized the drawback of this method.
"True Person Li, this method isn't very fair. What if someone wins several matches in a row, but after those matches, loses from exhaustion to someone who is clearly inferior to them?"
"Then they lose."
"Wouldn't that mean whoever goes up last has