The opening day of the tournament.
The team leaders and Direct Disciples of the Ten Great Sects had all arrived long ago.
Abbot Jizhen tapped his Zen staff against the ground, and in an instant, dozens of spectator stands capable of holding a thousand people rose from the earth before the massive pagoda. Immortal Yuè Huá casually tossed out a delicate, treasure-glistening model of a miniature multi-storied pavilion; as the model hit the ground, surrounded by swirling mists, breathtaking pavilions and towers materialized in the blink of an eye.
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