The ceremony begins, a sixth-stage wood heart (double chapter, requesting monthly votes and subscriptions)

The churning Mist Sea surged ceaselessly like the mighty Yangtze.

A thread of golden light pierced the clouds, revealing the morning glow.

"Roar!"

"Cry!"

A dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry pierced the vast sky, their figures soaring and dancing overhead.

They stirred up fierce winds, scattering the Mist Sea and revealing a magnificent six-story divine palace on Penglai Immortal Mountain.

Before the divine palace, a golden mirror reflected the golden light, turning it into a long beam that shot toward the foot of the mountain.

The spreading golden light formed a golden staircase, like a ladder ascending to immortality, spanning over ten thousand zhang to appear before the mountain's foot.

At that moment, Ye Xuecang, Ye Jingcheng's great-uncle, stood before the divine palace. Dressed personally in golden Daoist robes for the occasion, he held his head high and his chest out, looking straight ahead.

Golden light shone on his face, in his eyes, and along his wrinkles, making his extraordinary excitement plain.

"The appointed hour has arrived! Let the Spirit Transformation ceremony begin!" As Ye Xuecang's voice rang out, the entire spirit mountain seemed to boil with excitement.

Every thousand zhang, a figure stood beside the golden staircase and likewise proclaimed:

"The appointed hour has arrived! Let the Spirit Transformation ceremony begin!"

As the ceremony began, countless cranes appeared in the sky once more. Some measured tens or hundreds of zhang, while others were only a foot long, clearly still young. Yet even their red crowns were exceptionally vivid.

They swooped down from the sky and landed at the foot of the mountain.

The cultivators also began their ascent.

Of course, not just anyone could climb this golden staircase.

To ascend it, one had to be at least a Golden Core cultivator or belong to a Golden Core