Chapter 207:
Xiao Yang had finally entered Yuanwu Immortal Domain.
In his past life, the moment he first stepped into this place, he had been utterly shocked by the breathtaking sight before him.
But now, he remained completely calm.
They appeared atop a vast, floating celestial platform suspended in the sky.
The moment they entered the Immortal Domain, their surroundings shifted drastically, as if they had stepped from the mortal realm into an entirely different world.
Billowing clouds and mist surrounded them, untouched by the smoke and dust of the mundane world.
The spiritual energy here was pure to the extreme, saturating the air itself.
Below them, rolling mountain ranges stretched endlessly, each peak radiating a faint, divine glow.
Everywhere in this realm was a sacred land for cultivation—an immortal paradise.
Above them, seven floating immortal mountains hovered in the sky, positioned like the stars of the Big Dipper.
Each immortal mountain shimmered with ethereal light, its peaks adorned with magnificent celestial palaces, resembling the dwellings of gods.
This was the legendary Big Dipper Immortal Mountains within Yuanwu Immortal Domain.
Each of these sacred mountains contained peerless martial legacies.
Whoever emerged victorious in the Grand Sixty-Year Tournament would have the right to ascend these mountains and inherit an unrivaled immortal martial inheritance.
Aside from Xiao Yang, everyone else was completely dumbfounded.
They had never imagined they would witness such a divine spectacle.
It felt as if they had stepped into the heavens themselves.
In the distance, celestial beasts soared through the sky—some with resplendent feathers, others with majestic forms.
Each cry of these creatures resonated with the harmonious rhythm of the heavens, filling the soul with serenity.
The atmosphere of the Immortal Domain was truly extraordinary.
One by one, more figures emerged from the radiant immortal light at the center of the celestial platform.
"Senior Brother…"
Song Qiang and Lin Wangchuan approached.
Xiao Yang glanced around and saw the disciples of Azure Sun Sword Sect gathered at one corner of the platform, seated under Jiang Qitian’s leadership.
The disciples of the Ten Great Sects—including Tianyi Sect, Divine Sword Manor, Refining Sect, and Guiyuan Martial Sect—had also claimed their own places on the celestial platform, awaiting the start of the tournament.
Qin Fei sat behind Jiang Qitian, his eyes cold and venomous as he glared at Xiao Yang.
Jiang Ting, on the other hand, looked at him with complicated emotions.
Xiao Yang ignored them.
Instead, he turned toward the front of the celestial platform, where—hundreds of miles away—stood a tower of pure white jade, towering over the land.
At its peak, something reflected light, radiating a brilliance too blinding to gaze upon directly.
That was the Yuanwu Tower.
At its summit, there had once been an Ascension Token.
The dazzling reflection at the top marked the spot where the Ascension Token should have been.
By overcoming nine trials and reaching the summit of Yuanwu Tower, one could obtain the Ascension Token and gain the right to seek the Path of Immortality.
Of course, whoever claimed the Ascension Token would be crowned champion of the Grand Sixty-Year Tournament.
That was the purpose of the competition.
But at the moment, the Ascension Token was missing.
It was still in the hands of Soaring Sword Sect.
Only when Soaring Sword Sect returned the token would the true tournament begin.
But since Soaring Sword Sect had yet to arrive, everyone could only wait patiently on the celestial platform.
"Senior Brother, this place is truly an immortal realm!"
Lin Wangchuan gazed at the surrounding splendor, his voice filled with awe.
"Indeed, this could be called a land of immortals," Xiao Yang nodded.
This was the greatest cultivation ground in the Northern Territory.
Soaring Sword Sect had used the resources of this land to nurture countless prodigies.
Even if all the genius disciples of the other nine great sects combined their talents, they wouldn’t match a fraction of what Soaring Sword Sect had produced.
This was why, for a thousand years, Soaring Sword Sect had reigned supreme in the Northern Territory.
If you left a mere pig in this place for decades, it would probably gain intelligence and cultivate into a spirit beast.
Li Xingyao was a prime example of this.
In this life…
I won’t just take the Ascension Token…
I’ll plunder this place for everything it’s worth.
Why should I let Jiang Qitian and Qin Fei reap the benefits?
Xiao Yang’s lips curled into a faint smile.
He could already see the endless cultivation resources calling to him.
After this tournament, he would sever all ties with Azure Sun Sword Sect.
There would be no turning back.
He wasn’t excited.
He wasn’t nervous.
At this moment, his heart was unshakably calm.
In this second life, he had transcended life and death itself.
Now, he had only one goal:
To win the tournament.
To leave Azure Sun Sword Sect forever.
To cut off all ties with Xiao Yang’s past.
After today…
He would finally be free.
Jiang Ting?
Qin Fei?
Father, mother, little sister?
You all can go live your own lives.
"Senior Brother truly is Senior Brother… so calm even in this place."
Song Qiang marveled.
He had been completely stunned by the sight before him.
Just then, more figures emerged from the immortal light at the center of the celestial platform.
The Dan Ding Sect had arrived.
Leading their disciples was their sect master, Daoist Tai Xuan.
Xiao Yang’s gaze fell upon a young man standing behind Tai Xuan.
The man had an elegant demeanor and a commanding presence.
This was Danyangzi, the Holy Son of Dan Ding Sect.
For sixty years, Dan Ding Sect had meticulously cultivated this prodigy.
Even Xiao Yang couldn’t see through his cultivation.
A spiritual treasure concealed his aura.
But Xiao Yang had fought him in his past life.
He already knew the true depths of Danyangzi’s strength.
Of course, many things had changed this time around.
Li Xingyao, for instance, had grown far stronger than she had been in his past life.
She was a wild card.
But Xiao Yang wasn’t concerned.
If Li Xingyao’s power had increased…
So had his own.
"Where is the Soaring Sword Sect?"
Guiyuan Martial Sect’s sect master, Chu Zhenbei, spoke impatiently.
However, just as his words fell, a group of people emerged from the celestial light at the center of the platform.
Leading them was a woman dressed in white, her long hair flowing behind her, her face veiled in fine gauze. She stood tall with an air of celestial grace, surrounded by swirling immortal energy, appearing as though she had descended from the heavens. She was none other than the enigmatic and unfathomable Swordmaster of Soaring Sword Sect, Li Fuyou.
Behind Li Fuyou followed Li Xingyao and ten veiled female disciples of the Soaring Sword Sect. "Fuyou’s sword ascends the nine heavens," Xiao Yang remarked indifferently as he looked at her.
Li Fuyou cast a brief glance at Xiao Yang before stepping forward.
"Swordmaster Li, can we begin?" Chu Zhenbei of Guiyuan Martial Sect rose to his feet. All those who had been seated immediately followed, standing in unison.
Jiang Qitian of Azure Sun Sword Sect, Chu Zhenbei of Guiyuan Martial Sect, Taixuan Daoist of Danding Sect, Ye Longsheng of Beasthandling Manor, Wang Ao of Artifact Refining Sect, Luo Feixian of Heavenly Medicine Sect, Qingfeng Daoist of Supreme Dao Sect, Yun Dingtian of Ten Directions Sect, and Lü Daocheng of Divine Sword Manor—all nine of the Northern Territory’s great figures turned their gazes toward Li Fuyou.
The disciples of these nine major sects all stood behind their respective sect leaders.
Li Fuyou swept her gaze over the nine of them before flipping her right hand, revealing an ancient bronze token in her palm. The crowd was stunned. The legendary Ascension Token was nothing more than a simple bronze token? At that moment, the token trembled violently in Li Fuyou’s hand.
In the next instant, it shot into the air, transforming into a streak of immortal light that soared off the celestial platform.
The spectators were taken aback. Nie Ruhua of Joyous Harmony Sect moved to stand beside Xiao Yang.
Hua Mengli of Xiaoyao Palace also led her fellow disciples to Xiao Yang’s side.
Seeing this, Jiang Ting’s face turned displeased. Qin Fei, however, observed the scene with a cold smile.
He had wanted to sow discord between Xiao Yang and Jiang Ting, but it seemed there was no need now.
He hadn’t expected Xiao Yang to charm the women of Xiaoyao Palace and Joyous Harmony Sect.
This was truly a blessing to him! His dear little senior sister, Jiang Ting, was clearly jealous.
But so what?
Xiao Yang no longer cared about Jiang Ting’s feelings. She had never cared about his, after all. He no longer liked her, so whether she was jealous or not had nothing to do with him.
From the moment he was reborn, he had ceased being Jiang Ting’s pathetic admirer.
Li Fanyin, Li Xingyao, and Ning Shu also turned their gazes toward Xiao Yang, further aggravating Qin Fei. These women were all heavenly prodigies!
How could Xiao Yang, of all people, attract their attention?
Qin Fei seethed with jealousy, but the moment he recalled how Xiao Yang had ruined his future as a man, his rage intensified.
Xiao Yang had robbed him of the pleasures of being a man.
‘Xiao Yang, my dear senior brother, if I don’t utterly destroy you, I might as well take your surname!’ Qin Fei’s gaze turned vicious.
Yet Xiao Yang merely chuckled lightly, unfazed.
Qin Fei was bound to cause trouble during the Grand Sixty-Year Tournament.
But so what? Having lived another life, could he possibly fall into Qin Fei’s schemes again?
At this moment, a brilliant explosion of celestial light erupted from the summit of Yuanwu Tower in the distance.
A faint, ethereal melody, like the song of the Dao itself, seemed to resonate in the air. Boom! The land within a thousand-mile radius of Yuanwu Tower quaked. The dense clouds shrouding the area dissipated, revealing the towering structure. The legendary Nine-Tiered Trial had finally been unveiled.
The celestial platform they stood upon began to descend, slowly lowering onto a mountain ridge before the first trial gate. The Grand Sixty-Year Tournament had officially begun. "Go forth. Whoever can overcome the Nine-Tiered Trial and seize the Ascension Token will become the ruler of Yuanwu Immortal Domain for the next sixty years," Li Fuyou’s ethereal voice echoed in the air.
"Let’s go," Xiao Yang said as he strode forward, heading toward the first trial gate. "Senior brother, wait for me!" Lin Wangchuan hurried after him. Song Qiang followed closely.
Jiang Ting, Lei Renjie, and Li Yunhu exchanged glances. "What are you all waiting for? Keep up with your senior brother," Jiang Qitian ordered sternly.
Lei Renjie and the others quickly rushed forward.
Qin Fei smirked coldly.
Xiao Yang stepped onto the path leading to the first trial. The ground beneath his feet was covered in unknown mystical flowers and spiritual herbs.
Every visible plant here was a rare treasure of immense value.
Taking a deep breath, he felt the boundless vitality of the Immortal Domain merge with his own energy, creating a profound resonance between him and the land. In that moment, his mind became perfectly clear, all worldly distractions fading away like dust in the wind.
The disciples of other sects poured from the celestial platform, all racing toward the first trial gate.
Xiao Yang soon arrived at the entrance without hesitation, stepping directly inside.
The others followed closely behind.
"What is this…?" The moment they entered, they were utterly stunned by the sight before them.