The world reflected in the mirror.
Han Xuanji opened his eyes and found himself standing in a dense primeval forest, with a thick layer of fallen leaves under his feet, making a rustling sound as he stepped on them.
The towering trees were hundreds of feet tall, their branches and leaves blocking out the sun, with only a few rays of light filtering through the gaps and casting dappled shadows on the ground.
The concentration of Spiritual Qi was much higher than in any previous battlefield.
There's absolutely no need to worry about consuming spiritual energy.
Han Xuanji's mind stirred, and his senses spread out in all directions like a tidal wave.
Song Tiancheng's location was not hard to find; he was in an open area dozens of miles away, without hiding, moving, or even deliberately concealing his aura.
He stood there, seemingly waiting for Han Xuanji to come to him.
Without hesitation, Han Xuanji moved swiftly and sped off in that direction.
Previously, it was always others who took the photos, so it's fine for him to go to someone else this time.
At his speed, the distance of several dozen miles would naturally not take long.
When he landed on the open ground, Song Tiancheng had been waiting for him for a long time.
It was a man wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt. He was tall and slender, standing on the open ground like a pine tree, straight and upright.
His face was handsome, with a scholarly air about him. He didn't look like a cultivator at the level of an Eternal Dao Master, but rather like a mortal student studying hard in the cold winter.
His gaze was calm as still water, falling on Han Xuanji with a mixture of scrutiny and curiosity.
" Song Tiancheng?"
Han Xuanji spoke first.
" Han Xuanji?"
The other party also spoke at the same time.
The two exchanged a glance and nodded slightly in unison.
" Thousand Souls City, Han Xuanji."
Han Xuanji announced her name in a calm tone.
" The Heavenly Abyss Song Household, Song Tiancheng."
Song Tiancheng also introduced himself, his tone equally calm and neither humble nor arrogant.
Heavenly Abyss City, a major city at the state level on par with Nine Mysteries City, is incomparable to a small place like Thousand Souls City.
The Heavenly Abyss Song Household is a renowned top-tier Aristocratic Clan in the Sacred Radiance Domain.
The Song Household's first ancestor was rumored to be a powerful figure at the Holy Lord level. Although there is no Holy Lord expert currently in charge, the depth of their foundation is far beyond that of ordinary Sage Lineage.
As the most outstanding member of the Song Household in this generation, Song Tiancheng has enjoyed top-notch resources and training since childhood.
Outside the light screen, everyone's eyes were fixed on this image.
No one paid attention to the other two battles.
In the stands, the audience members whispered among themselves, their voices rising and falling in a lively discussion.
" Han Xuanji versus Song Tiancheng! This is the real battle!"
" Song Tiancheng is no weaker than Ling Cang. His Dao Foundation is hailed as the best in this tournament. Although he hasn't shown much in actual combat, judging from his performance in these few rounds, he is definitely underestimated."
" Han Xuanji may be able to defeat Ling Cang, but he may not be able to defeat Song Tiancheng."
Opinions varied widely, but those who favored Song Tiancheng were in the minority, and those who spoke were mostly people related to the Song Household, clearly not wanting to diminish their own prestige.
On the high platform, many important figures were also watching this duel.
Elder Meng sat upright in the main seat, his gaze fixed on the largest light screen, his expression calm, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest.
He was actually looking forward to it, but in his opinion, Song Tiancheng was no match for Han Xuanji.
It remains to be seen whether this will force Han Xuanji to reveal more of his true strength.
Song Ling sat in his seat, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Although Han Xuanji defeated Ling Cang, he was well aware of how strong Song Tiancheng was.
After lying dormant for a thousand years, it has been waiting for this day to make a name for itself.
As long as one demonstrates their unparalleled foundation, it doesn't matter if they lose now.
The future belongs to Song Tiancheng.
In his view, Song Tiancheng had the potential to reach the Holy Lord Realm and lead the Song Household back to its peak.
In the forest, the two faced off.
Song Tiancheng looked Han Xuanji up and down, his eyes filled with curiosity.
After all, Han Xuanji was much more low-key than him.
Although he keeps a low profile, he comes from the Song Household and is a top-tier talent, so he's destined to be anything but low-key.
Han Xuanji was someone he had never heard of before.
It seems to have only risen to prominence in the last few decades, which is somewhat strange.
After all, what are a few decades in the eyes of a cultivator?
It's just a fleeting moment.
His enlightenment may have taken at least several centuries.
Song Tiancheng could only assume that Han Xuanji was True Disciple of some powerful, reclusive force, but he was so well hidden that even the Song Household couldn't find out.
"To have made it this far, it seems you've been hiding your true intentions even better than I have."
Song Tiancheng's expression was serious, and he did not show any disrespect for Han Xuanji because Han Xuanji was a Earth-level seed.
Because he was the second contestant to win, he naturally knew that Ling Cang had been eliminated, and that it was Han Xuanji who had eliminated him!
The fact that Han Xuanji could defeat Ling Cang, and that he didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries, suggests that his strength can only be described in four words.
Unfathomable.
"Yeah?"
Han Xuanji was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, as he felt something was amiss.
He actually felt he had been quite carefree, considering that he had spent a very, very long time hiding in the Immortal Realm... until he reached the pinnacle of the Hunyuan Wuji Immortal Realm stood at its zenith before finally emerging into the world.
At the current level of the Eternal Dao Master Realm, I feel no sense of security whatsoever.
Seeing Han Xuanji's strange expression, Song Tiancheng wasn't annoyed:
"Although you defeated Ling Cang, I am not afraid."
"You're strong, and I'm strong too."
Song Tiancheng was very confident and did not think he would lose at all.
Looking into his calm eyes, Han Xuanji found the man rather interesting.
His simple and honest nature is both a strength and a weakness.
The two remained silent for a moment, and the atmosphere gradually became heavy.
Song Tiancheng took a deep breath, and his aura began to rise slowly, not because of nervousness, but because of seriousness.
He raised his hands, and a blue light flowed between his fingers—the power of the wood Dao Principles.
But that's not entirely true.
That light seemed to contain traces of various Dao Principles of life, creation, yin and yang.
Han Xuanji's gaze sharpened slightly.
Song Tiancheng is indeed extraordinary. His foundation is extremely solid, and the compatibility between the ten Dao Principles far surpasses that of any other cultivator of his generation he has ever met.
Although the strength of each individual Dao Principles is not as great as his, the coordination, transformation, and complementarity between the ten Dao Principles have reached a near-perfect level.
This is not a miracle achieved through abundant resources, but through profound understanding.
Han Xuanji nodded inwardly.
This person's comprehension may be no less than his.