Outside Supreme Mountain, in the invisible void, the chief judge narrowed his eyes. Was it over already?
At the summit of Supreme Mountain, Shang Qing stood with his head held high. He was injured, but still deeply disappointed. No one could put his life in danger. No one could help him overcome the Three Yang Ancestor Qi.
Ancestor Chen and Ancestor Hui transformed into streams of energy that coiled around him. Shang Qing hovered in midair, like an immortal, like a god. Just as at the beginning of the competition, he was the supreme one—the only supreme one.
He looked at the statue. Its faceless visage would soon take on his own appearance. Invincibility was only a process. He hoped to become an Ancestor, not merely earn the so-called title of the invincible. Unfortunately, no one could defeat him.
Outside Supreme Mountain, Mu En was satisfied. This was Shang Qing. It was over; the Supreme Competition had ended in perfect fashion. Of the top ten, six came from the Human Starfield, one was Yao Xuan from the Giant Beast Starfield, one was Wang Yi from the Technology Starfield, and two came from the Sixth Continent. The Glory Hall could accept this result.
What pleased him most was Shang Qing's performance. No matter who he faced, Shang Qing had almost always overwhelmed his opponent. That was exactly right. The purpose of the competition was to select the top ten, but its original intent had also been to bolster humanity's morale, show cultivators the path ahead, and demonstrate the Glory Hall's invincibility.
This result had been expected all along.
The distorted space around Lu Yin at the summit of Supreme Mountain disappeared as the Sealed Like Closed Original Treasure Formation was lifted.
Shang Qing looked away from the statue, glanced over Lu