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The White Jade Immortal Palace hung suspended in mid-air, bathing in the morning sun, radiating a translucent radiance of seven colors.

The platform was even higher than the Immortal Palace, located at the very pinnacle of the center of Wanlong City.

This place was a platform that could only be ascended once every century in the Cangyun Realm, and the moment Chu Zheng stepped onto it, he naturally attracted countless gazes.

The young man on the platform, tall and upright in his stance, clad in red garments and a golden crown, with a jade belt around his waist and divine rings on his shoulders, alongside the Blood Jade, symbolizing the identity of the Taixuan Holy Master, hung at his side, glowing faintly, exuding an indescribable aura of nobility.

Among the crowd below, Song Lingqing was momentarily stunned, and upon noticing Chu Zheng's sweeping gaze, she hastily lowered her eyelids to hide the complexity in her eyes, slowly tightening the palm under her sleeve.

From the day she first set foot on the path of immortality, she had sworn in her heart that one day, she would reach the pinnacle of this path and look no more upwards at anyone.

Today, this thought grew ever stronger in her heart.

What others could achieve, she could achieve as well; it was merely a matter of more effort and time.

Besides Song Lingxue, many in the crowd had interacted with Chu Zheng, especially Miao Luan, Ji Xiao, and other true transmissions from Tai Xu Holy Land, all of whom appeared dumbfounded, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.

In their imaginations, the one who should be standing on that platform at this moment would be their Holy Master, Bai Zhixiao.

However, now, Chu Zheng had surpassed Bai Zhixiao to be the first to ascend the platform, and as true transmissions of the Holy Land, they understood the meaning behind this more than anyone else.

Before the crowd could regain their composure, Chu Zheng's voice already resounded between heaven and earth, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present, displaying the manifestation of divine skills.

"Thank you, fellow companions, for coming from afar to participate in the grand tournament. The Hidden Dragons of Ten Thousand Sects arise today from the abyss, which is a fortune for my Cangyun."

"Under the protection and grace of the Immortal Alliance, since the first grand tournament, countless True Immortal Seeds have been born in my Cangyun..."

Prior, Chu Zheng had learned quite a bit about the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects.

The speeches at the opening ceremony were clichéd, unchanged for many years, and it was likely that many in the audience could recite them by heart.

Chu Zheng followed the usual tradition, preaching for a while, mostly encouraging words for the youth's cultivation, containing little substance.

After finishing the pleasantries, Chu Zheng turned and cast a spell of mana, activating the array atop the platform.

In an instant, the void burst with thunderous roars, and a golden-bottomed divine list suddenly emerged, suspended in the air, cascading down from above, its light golden large characters fluttering, dangling with over ten thousand pieces of information.

At the top, the words "Hidden Dragon List" shone brilliantly.

The appearance of the Hidden Dragon List signified the official start of the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects.

Until the end of the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects, this list would bear only one person's name, who would be the head of the Hidden Dragon List.

Only then would the real competition of Heavenly Fate begin.

The ranking of the Hidden Dragon List determined the pace of cultivation progress for those listed in the coming century.

Beneath the words "Hidden Dragon List," the first line bore Chu Zheng's name.

"Hidden Dragon List First: Taixuan Holy Land, Chu Zheng, bone age twenty-seven, in the initial stage of the Enter Tong Xuan."

The second place on the Hidden Dragon List still belonged to Shang Zuling, who had left the realm for some time now.

With her not being within the realm, the Cangyun Heavenly Way naturally could not sense her precise cultivation, and this list had not been updated for a while; now, no one knew to what extent her cultivation had reached.

Following closely behind Shang Zuling were over ten individuals, all in the Divine Infant Realm, and further down, were cultivators in the Soul Condensing Realm.

This edition of the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects featured over a dozen Divine Infant Realm cultivators all under the age of a hundred, an unprecedentedly grand occasion.

But at this moment, no one looked at the names of those prodigies who had stepped into the Divine Infant Realm; everyone's eyes were fixed at the top of the list.

"The Tongxuan Secret Realm! Bone age twenty-seven?!"

"The Taixuan Holy Master has already entered Tongxuan!"

"He's not even thirty years old! So young!"

A moment after they saw Chu Zheng's cultivation, a buzz of surprise instantly erupted around them. The Hidden Dragon List was only held by a few Holy Lands, and in the memories of many, Chu Zheng's cultivation was still at the initial stage of Divine Transformation as it was the last time he appeared.

Many cultivators had never seen the Hidden Dragon List and were unclear about Chu Zheng's exact age, only knowing he was very young, but they never expected that Chu Zheng could be so young.

Not to mention those cultivators who were already over a hundred years old, even among his contemporaries listed in the Hidden Dragon List,

a Tongxuan before thirty was unheard of in the known ancient histories of the Cangyun Realm, including the first leader of the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects, Shang Cangyun, who never had such an aptitude.

"With such talent, could it be that the Cangyun Realm is about to welcome another peerless Immortal King?"

"With such a person as the Taixuan Holy Master, perhaps the Cangyun Realm might as well be renamed as the Taixuan Realm."

In a moment, divine sense waves ebbed and flowed like tides around, mixing with whispered conversations.

Many words, many cultivators dared not speak aloud, but the undercurrent of sentiment was gradually shifting. Explore more adventures at empire

The rise of Taixuan nearly became a consensus for everyone.

Many elders and renowned figures standing before the Immortal Palace remained silent, some joyful, some anxious.

Bai Zhixiao appeared indifferent, staring at the platform, his eyes shining intermittently, as if weighing options.

After ritualistically handling the opening ceremony, Chu Zheng stepped down from the platform and took the lead into the Immortal Palace.