At this moment, Mo Chenxiao sighed from the side:
"In fact, the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet was originally a banquet held in a place called Dragon Terrace. It was initially used by the Sage King Wendao and his friends and disciples for discussion and leisure."
Later, it gradually evolved into a place where powerful figures from major forces relaxed and exchanged ideas, and where young cultivators honed their skills and discussed the Dao.
The participating young cultivators were all limited to levels below Eternal Sage.
Han Xuanji nodded. After all, once he stepped into the Eternal Sage, he transcended the ordinary and became a pillar of various forces.
Although some people may compile lists, there is no credible event like this to determine who is superior.
It can be said that winning the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet would be the most prestigious achievement for a young cultivator.
Among the nine supreme powers, many clandestine exchanges of interests are also related to the final results.
Therefore, all forces attached great importance to this conference, and it could be said that the essence of the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet had changed somewhat.
Han Xuanji's gaze swept over the nine high platforms.
At this moment, each high platform was occupied by the top talents of their respective factions and their accompanying elders.
On the high platform of the Hongmeng Dao Palace, he saw the figure of a woman.
The woman, dressed in a simple white dress, had a beautiful and ethereal face and an otherworldly air. She sat quietly by the table, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with her.
It was Li Linglong, the personal disciple of the Saint King Xiaoyao, and the number one person from the Hongmeng Dao Palace this time.
[ Li Linglong: Eternal True God Perfection, Eternal Divine Maiden, blessed by the Eternal Tianming, possessing Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart, a disciple of the Saint King Xiaoyao, and an unparalleled genius secretly nurtured by the Hongmeng Dao Palace. Her origin is the reincarnation of the true spirit of the Primordial Eternal Deity "Fate." The Eternal Deity were also searching for her. After being found by the Saint King Xiaoyao, she was taken in as a disciple and protected. Her origins are hidden by the Hongmeng Dao Palace and remain unknown to others.]
"The reincarnation of the Primordial Eternal Deity?"
Han Xuanji's gaze lingered on her for a moment, and he was somewhat shaken.
Wow, that's quite a feat.
The so-called Primordial Eternal Deity are all Saint King- level beings who wield the primordial power of the Eternal Continent and possess extremely great strength.
According to the ancient records of the Sacred Court, there have been a total of six instances of the fall of Primordial Eternal Deity on the Eternal Continent.
These six Primordial Eternal Deity all harbored great hostility towards cultivators of all races. One of them was killed by the ancestor of the Sacred Court, the Saint Emperor Taiqian.
The founder of the Hongmeng Dao Palace also killed a Primordial Eternal Deity, which is why the Hongmeng Dao Palace is listed as a supreme power.
"So, the Hongmeng Dao Palace is also doing something inhumane..."
Han Xuanji pondered silently:
"After killing someone, you want them to be reincarnated as a worker for the Hongmeng Dao Palace."
"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this should be my biggest rival."
Han Xuanji silently withdrew his gaze, becoming more wary.
Although we don't know the opponent's exact strength, just from this brief information, we can easily conclude that this person is very strong.
None of these titles are undeserved.
Compared to Ying Yuan, Li Linglong is clearly more terrifying.
Just as he looked away, the other person seemed to glance back at him as if by telepathy, but quickly looked away as well.
Then Han Xuanji's gaze crossed the Rainbow Bridge and landed on the high platform of the Eternal Chamber of Commerce.
The seating arrangement at the Eternal Chamber of Commerce was equally luxurious, with even the utensils on the tables shimmering with a warm, spiritual light.
Among the group of merchant guild cultivators, a familiar figure sat at the front.
The man was burly and imposing; it was none other than his old acquaintance Hui Feng.
Han Xuanji wasn't surprised, since he already knew that the other party had also achieved third place in the Eternal Chamber of Commerce's internal selection competition.
This was the first person of great fortune he encountered after his transcendence.
When they first met, they were both nobodys, and neither of them could have imagined that they would end up like this.
Han Xuanji still remembered how Hui Feng used to call him brother. In the blink of an eye, both of them could be said to have made a name for themselves and achieved great success.
He was the number one seed, while his opponent was the number three seed from the Eternal Chamber of Commerce.
This is no small feat. After all, in a supreme power, there are countless geniuses and the competition is extremely fierce. Hui Feng came from an ordinary background, so it is no wonder that he has reached this point.
The other person's experiences could probably fill a novel.
Mo Chenxiao followed Han Xuanji's gaze and raised an eyebrow:
"What, you know someone from the Eternal Chamber of Commerce?"
Han Xuanji replied calmly:
"Master, do you perhaps think your disciple only knows how to cultivate? This is one of my good friends."
Mo Chenxiao was taken aback by those words and gave an awkward laugh. He had indeed always regarded Han Xuanji as a strange person who buried himself in cultivation, and he never expected that this kid would actually have friends.
But thinking about it, it makes sense Han Xuanji wasn't always cultivating in the Sacred Court, so it's not surprising that he knew some people.
"This person's experience is similar to yours."
Mo Chenxiao looked at Hui Feng and said thoughtfully:
"It also rose suddenly nearly a thousand years ago, fighting its way up from an unknown nobody to become the third largest Eternal Chamber of Commerce."
"But I don't know if I'll even get to meet you, you third seed."
Han Xuanji shook his head, his tone resolute:
I think he can.
Mo Chenxiao glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions.
The rules for the magical duel at the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet had already been established.
The number one seed from each of the nine supreme powers enjoys special privileges, directly advancing to the top sixteen.
The third seed will play against representatives of top-tier forces in the qualifying rounds, and then be drawn against the second seeds of the nine major forces to determine the seven who will advance to the round of 16.
After that, the number one seeds from the nine major forces were drawn into the competition to compete with these individuals for a place in the quarterfinals.
Throughout the tournament, there is a rule to avoid players from the same faction, meaning that players from the same faction will not meet in the early stages.
In previous years, the champion of the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet was almost always the number one seed from each of the major powers.
The top 16 teams were basically dominated by the top two seeds from the most powerful teams.
Similar to the rules at the Principle Conference.
This time, as the Sacred Court's number one seed, Han Xuanji no longer needs to fight his way up through matches like he did in the Thousand Souls City Principle Conference.
He sits in the spot designated for the number one seed, waiting for someone to challenge him.
Now, others are the challengers.