Time flew by, and fifty thousand years passed.
Ten Thousand Beast Island was covered in towering ancient trees, and large numbers of strange birds and exotic beasts could be seen.
At daybreak, at the northwest corner of the island, there stood a cyan courtyard spanning ten mu. Within it were a three-story Cyan Pavilion and a Cyan Stone Pavilion. The plaque above the pavilion doors bore three large golden characters: "Green Eagle Pavilion."
The doors opened, and a handsome Blue-Shirted Youth walked out.
"I've finally entered the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. In this Mysterious Eagle Peak Minor Competition, I must secure a good ranking."
The Blue-Shirted Youth muttered to himself.
Wang Yunhao was a Hereditary Disciple of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. The Ten Thousand Beast Sect had been established for more than fifty thousand years. Several True Immortals had joined its ranks, and its disciples had steadily increased to more than a hundred thousand.
The Ten Thousand Beast Sect was divided into seventy-two outer peaks and thirty-six inner peaks. Generally speaking, disciples below Spirit Transformation belonged to the outer peaks, while those above Spirit Transformation but below True Immortal lived on the inner peaks.
Each peak had a peak master responsible for urging and instructing its disciples in cultivation. When a disciple rendered merit, the higher-ups, relatives, and elders of that peak would all receive rewards; the reverse was also true. They shared glory and loss alike.
For five generations, Wang Yunhao's ancestors had been disciples of Ten Thousand Beast Island. He had grown up there, and the Ten Thousand Beast Sect was his home. His sense of belonging to the sect ran deep.
Every so often, the Ten Thousand Beast Sect held a grand disciple recruitment ceremony, selecting disciples from its subordinate factions as fresh blood. In addition,