Treasure light soared into the sky above Mirror Fate Mountain. Cultivators from all quarters had long been investigating the place, and even the various holy lands had stationed people inside to wait for any developments.
Now that the holy lands had made it the site of their wager, with the Panshen Heavenly Palace Palace Master and Sword Martial Venerable serving as witnesses, everyone inside was swiftly cleared out.
As the host of the Flat Peach Banquet, the Yaochi Holy Mother also presided over the contest. Circulating her mystic technique, she declared loudly, "The wager begins! All cultivators at or below the Golden Immortal Realm may enter. Whoever brings the treasure out of Mirror Fate Mountain wins."
"Once you enter the mountain, leaving means forfeiting your eligibility. Until a winner is decided, anyone who breaks the rules and enters will bear the consequences."
Her voice carried far, spreading throughout the area surrounding Mirror Fate Mountain. This place was larger than the Suyuan Kingdom, a testament to the depths of the Yaochi Holy Mother's power.
The moment her words fell, a great number of eligible cultivators flew into the mountain, naturally hoping to find a favorable position in which to wait.
Before long, the various innate Dao bodies also began to move, each heading into the mountain.
Leng Chunqiu glanced toward Sword Martial Venerable, then shot into the air and entered the mountain atop a streak of sword light.
This time, he was not merely competing for the position of alliance leader. He also wanted to prove his strength to everyone, especially Sword Martial Venerable-to show that he was worthy of becoming his disciple.
"Wuming, let's go. We'll head inside and take a look first!" Shi Ziye rubbed his hands eagerly and headed into the mountain.
Ao Wuming did not refuse. Clad