Silver

Beneath the vast starry sky, on the white jade plaza.

Lu Zhen's figure appeared.

He spoke directly. "I want to queue solo."

"The placement matches have already ended." The blue-robed Dao child's voice was exceptionally ethereal. "Official ranked matches are about to begin. Would you like to conceal your true appearance? Would you like to use a codename?"

Lu Zhen pondered slightly.

The Great Wilderness was vast, and its waters ran deep.

Especially now, with the Nine Provinces Lineage hanging below the execution line, undercurrents were constantly surging.

He had only just arrived. If he revealed his edge too openly, there was no guarantee he would not attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.

A tree that stands above the forest will surely be destroyed by the wind.

"Hide my true appearance." Lu Zhen said calmly, "As for my codename... let it be 'Coachman.'"

Coachman.

Hidden among the common folk, inconspicuous and unassuming.

"Entry complete."

The blue-robed Dao child waved his wide sleeve. "Ranked matches have begun."

Buzz—

The surrounding starry sky abruptly twisted.

The white jade plaza vanished, replaced by an arena.

Across the arena, a flash of white light condensed into a slightly hunched figure.

It was an old man.

His hair was grizzled, and his upper body was bare. Though his muscles were still knotted,

"This old man is Wang Tiezhu." The old man cupped his fists. His voice was hoarse, but his eyes carried a stubborn, ruthless glint.

Lu Zhen swept his gaze over him.

Spirit Fusion Realm, external cultivator.

Judging by the state of his blood and qi, he was at least over a hundred years old.

In the Great Wilderness, reaching the threshold of the Spirit Fusion Realm at a hundred years old meant that his cultivation technique was likely only the crudest