Three days later, the official competition commenced.

The few days since the opening ceremony allowed its influence to fully spread, with tens of millions across the Three Great Continents waiting to watch the competition.

Especially in the Southern Continent, every Wanling Tree was surrounded by crowds of people.

The South Sea region was packed with a sea of humanity; the majority of the competitors had never experienced such widespread attention before. Once the competition started, they each put forth their utmost ability to fight for the chance to advance.

The tense and intense battles, the splendid spells displayed to attract attention, all seemed extraordinarily precious to Sun Wukong.

In his eyes, Wanling Immortal Path was not merely about strength but a technology capable of changing the world and significantly increasing productivity.

One major reason he hosted this competition was to let people learn enjoyment from it, changing the world's view of Wanling Immortal Path.

If everyone could continuously find joy in Wanling Immortal Path, then why worry that the entire Three Realms wouldn't be able to stride forward by leaps and bounds?

However, in this unprecedented grand competition, the most eye-catching were the seven Spider Demons.

The Spider Demons were inherently playful, still notorious troublemakers like mischievous children. Originally, no one had high hopes for them.

Unexpectedly, they took their knack for mischief to greater heights, displaying incredibly unique strategies in battle, and, incredibly, advancing through the rounds with their inconceivable methods to secure victories.

Any competitor who momentarily lapsed in concentration, stuck within the Spider Demons' webs without escaping promptly, became their new plaything.

After several matches, they either burned off their opponents' clothes or bound them into colorful dumplings.

Such matches unexpectedly drew a lot of attention.

However, after advancing round after round, they invariably stumbled.

The last Spider Demon made it into the top thirty but was then bound into a dumpling by an invisible rope by a disciple of the Three Thousand Immortal Paths, unable to break free no matter how much she struggled.

In the end, she could only exit the stage, sulking and with tears in her eyes, admitting defeat.

"These kids are quite a pity."

Emperor Qinghua thought to himself.

Although the Spider Demons were demons, they fought hard, and in others' eyes, they were no different than human children.

The elimination of the last Spider Demon made many people feel sad.

"It really has changed."

Emperor Qinghua sensed the mood in the stands.

Humans were also feeling sorry for the Spider Demons.

From this incident, it was evident that Sun Wukong had indeed changed the Three Realms.

The definition of demons in the eyes of all living beings was overturned by Sun Wukong. Now, demons were no longer met with disgust and fear at the mere mention of the word as they were a hundred years ago.

In this regard, Sun Wukong's merit was boundless.

Five hundred competitors were eliminated one by one.

A month later, the list of the top twenty emerged.

Both the Three Thousand Immortal Paths and Wanling Country accounted for 5 seats each, the Southern Continent claimed 9, including 'Wu Xing,' exactly 20 seats.

The overwhelming majority from the Human Clan surprised Sun Wukong; upon reviewing the battle records, he realized that most candidates from the Three Thousand Immortal Paths and Wanling Country were eliminated during the matchups.

With the large base of human competitors, among the 9 who qualified, 8 were under the command of Human King Liu Che. However, four of them had not faced off against competitors from outside the Human Clan.

The Southern Continent held the advantage, but the final outcome was still unpredictable.

A few days later, the first match of the top twenty began, drawing a large audience.

By morning, the assembly hall was full to capacity, with representatives of various powers from the Southern Continent, Immortals, and demons filling the stands.

The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, disguised as ordinary people, sat in the stands.

The first match of the top twenty was perfectly set with the Saint 'Wu Xing' against a Taoist from Chang'an.

The two competitors were already standing in the arena.

"Your Majesty,"

The Queen Mother, looking at the young man onstage with a wooden staff, asked, "Will Wu Xing win?"

"Yes."

The Jade Emperor was somewhat concerned about Wu Xing's staff but still answered, "But that Taoist is not to be underestimated either."

He believed that Wu Xing would win, but compared to that Taoist, Wu Xing was nothing more than a powerless mortal.

Even if he was adept at the Wanling Immortal Path, today he was facing a true Cultivator.

Those who made it into the top twenty were no ordinary people; that Taoist moved with incredible speed, rarely using many moves, yet few could match him.

In the world of martial arts, nothing is invincible without speed.

That Taoist cleverly used the Wanling Immortal Path to enhance his speed, allowing him to move continuously and unpredictably to his opponent's blind spot to launch attacks.

His matches went unobstructed; any contestant faced with him soon admitted defeat.

Therefore, even against that Saint, the Taoist was highly confident at this moment.

"You use a wooden staff, I will use one as well!"

He even picked up a wooden staff to face Sun Wukong.

As soon as the sound to start the match was heard, the Taoist gave Sun Wukong no opportunity, vanishing in an instant.

Sun Wukong raised his wooden rod.

Those in the stands saw him twirl the wooden rod in his hands; as the Taoist disappeared, it slipped from Wukong's grip, flying away, only to reappear above the Taoist's head.

When the Taoist reappeared behind Sun Wukong, without waiting to attack, a sudden whoosh of wind was heard, and a strike from above was delivered.

He was decisively knocked to the ground.

The Taoist was stunned.

Sun Wukong did not wait for him to get up from the ground; taking back his wooden rod, he swung it wildly, smashing half of the Taoist's body into the ground.

This scene left everyone in the stands dumbfounded.

"It's, it's over?"

They only realized what had happened when Sun Wukong turned and walked away.

The highly anticipated first match ended so simply that no one could believe it.

The match was not elaborate, far from the spectacle of the earlier elimination rounds.

"How could it end so quickly?"

The crowd exclaimed.

Yet some who saw clearer furrowed their brows.

This match seemed simple, but the Taoist was utterly powerless to fight back, overwhelmed by the Saint from start to finish.

He didn't even have a chance to escape before being smashed into the ground.

The strength of that Wu Xing might be greater than they had imagined.

"Truly impressive."

People thought.

However, this match did not reveal the true strength of the Saint.

The second match that followed was Immortal Zhenyuan's.

Immortal Zhenyuan entered the arena, looking at that Taoist being carried away, and couldn't help mouthing to himself,

"Why did he have to show off with a staff in front of his revered younger brother? He deserved that beating."

He had no sympathy for the bruised and swollen Taoist.

Likewise, Immortal Zhenyuan showed no mercy to his own opponent.

He and Ao Luan each defeated their rivals, advancing to the top ten.

The list of the top ten was evenly divided by threes.

Three from the Three Thousand Immortal Paths, three from the Wanling Country, and three from the Southern Continent, plus 'Wu Xing'.

The first match of the top ten was again Wu Xing.

His opponent was the dream incarnation of Immortal Zhen Yuan.

Immortal Zhen Yuan was somewhat pleased when he saw the match-up; he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

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