At dusk, a carriage hurriedly arrived at the South Sea Prefecture.

"Father King."

Inside the room, the Crown Prince saluted Liu Che.

"No need for formalities."

Liu Che said with a cold face: "Give me the item!"

The Crown Prince immediately took out a scroll and handed it to Liu Che.

Liu Che took the scroll, opened it, and immediately, a round ball emitting a bright light floated up.

"Is this what he received as a reward for collaborating with the Saint?"

Liu Che slightly frowned, as the round ball nearly transparent and did not seem like anything formidable.

Liu Che looked towards the Taoist behind him.

"Matchless."

The Taoist replied excitedly: "Your Majesty, this is the most complex Spirits Daoism I have ever seen."

The more complex the object, the simpler it seems in the eyes of mortals.

"What exactly is this?"

Liu Che asked the Crown Prince.

"The heart of the Spiritual Network."

The Crown Prince bowed and answered: "The Spiritual Network of the Southern Continent has gathered the will of our Human Clan, the forces we can command far surpass those of the Three Thousand Immortal Paths and Wanling Country."

If we talk about individual abilities, the Human Clan cannot compare to the Three Thousand Immortal Paths and Wanling Country by any means.

But this competition is the trial of the Wanling Immortal Path, and humans have a stronger affinity for the Spiritual Network of the Southern Continent.

"Just by using it."

The Crown Prince said: "We can secure victory."

Liu Che was pleased: "Are these words true?"

"Most certainly true."

The Crown Prince answered: "However, the effect of this object varies with each candidate's use."

Liu Che slightly furrowed his brow.

"Call them in."

He summoned the two candidates from the Human Clan.

Among the top ten contenders, one had already been eliminated.

Of the two remaining contenders, one was Liu Che's man, and the other was the Crown Prince's man.

Liu Che glanced at the Crown Prince's candidate.

"You try first."

He handed over the scroll.

The next day, the top ten competition began.

In the morning, the stands were crowded with people, all waiting for the contest.

The Human King and his son also arrived at the scene.

"Who will win?"

Liu Che asked.

"Naturally, the Saint."

The Crown Prince replied.

His unhesitating voice caused Liu Che to slightly frown.

The two contenders stepped onto the arena.

"She wants me to defeat you."

Immortal Zhenyuan was straight to the point.

"You cannot defeat me."

Sun Wukong answered.

Immortal Zhenyuan grew a bit angry.

As soon as the contest started, with a wave of Immortal Zhenyuan's long sleeves, the earth beneath turned into a lively calf, moseying over to him, nodding and shaking its head.

"What is this?"

Sun Wukong watched Immortal Zhenyuan's spell with some puzzlement.

Following that, he felt a violent shaking beneath his feet and quickly leaped up to float in the air.

The arena churned, and once the dust settled, the ground was covered by an army composed of various animals.

"Go!"

With a light shout from Immortal Zhenyuan, a flock of eagles fanned their wings in unison and charged towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong wielded his spells to meet the onslaught head-on.

Large swaths of cold air condensed the moisture in the air, turning it into sharp ice spikes that poured down.

The eagles were quickly eroded by the cold, turned into blocks of ice, shattered by the ice spikes, and fell to the ground.

Immortal Zhenyuan did not stop summoning; animals continued to charge towards Sun Wukong in an endless stream.

Not just birds, but even beasts grew wings and flew up to attack him.

But Wukong remained unmoved, as the cold gradually froze the ground.

After the ground was frozen, the number of animals transformed by Immortal Zhenyuan rapidly decreased.

Wukong then used several spells, turning the cold into a storm that cleared a large space.

With gaps in the animal legion exposed, he immediately maneuvered the storm towards Immortal Zhenyuan.

Immortal Zhenyuan stood his ground to resist, but the small calf that had been beside him had disappeared.

With a thought from Wukong, a sudden mooing of a cow sounded; it was too late to hide.

A little bull with wings charged out from behind him, ramming into him head-on.

Wukong was tossed around, like a flag waving in the air.

His storm naturally lost its aim and was easily blocked by Immortal Zhenyuan.

"Hahaha!"

Immortal successfully pulled off his prank, never having seen Wukong in such a disheveled state, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

However, the next moment, his smile froze.

That Sun Wukong, who was being wildly bucked by the bull, suddenly turned into a rock.

"This…"

Immortal Zhenyuan was startled, then swiftly turned around.

Sun Wukong stood leisurely behind him.

"Can you take this seriously?"

Wukong asked, "Did you learn this kind of prank from those seven little ones?"

"Prank?"

Immortal Zhenyuan scoffed, backdrop light screens unfolded behind him, firing various spells towards Wukong.

Sun Wukong's backdrop similarly revealed a light screen, and countless ice spikes descended from the heavens.

Amid the explosive sounds, spells collided with each other, creating a dazzling display of lights, not as magnificent and splendid as the opening ceremony, but equally thrilling.

Immortal Zhenyuan brought his hands together and conjured two pairs of majestic Fire Phoenixes, charging at Wukong with ferocious momentum.

Suddenly, Wukong had ten blue threads in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the cold threads flew out of thin air, enveloping the Fire Phoenixes in them.

Threads wrapped around the Fire Phoenixes, not only were they unharmed, their bodies grew even larger, manipulated by Wukong, they turned and dashed towards Zhen Yuan.

Immortal startled, wanting to avoid being burned to a cinder by his own spell, he had to destroy these two pairs of Fire Phoenixes with a spell first.

"Using spider silk, you are the one who learned from them!"

He couldn't help but say.

Some people in the stands couldn't help but laugh.

Immortal Zhenyuan grew impatient, he waved his hand, and the light screen behind him disappeared.

"Finally getting serious."

Wukong thought to himself.

He raised his hand, and the light screen behind him also disappeared.

"Let me show you a powerful move."

Immortal Zhenyuan said to Wukong, then closed his eyes.

The people were dumbfounded, not knowing what he was about to do.

But soon, everyone felt clear pulsations in the air, as if a gigantic, living being's heart was beating powerfully.

These silent pulsations made everyone feel as though they were hearing the sound of a heavy hammer beating a drum.

Mysterious, powerful, and mind-shaking.

The next moment, Immortal Zhenyuan opened his eyes.

In the center of the hall, a bright and dazzling white light exploded.

All the spectators involuntarily squinted their eyes.

Like the opening of the heavens and earth at the dawn of Hongmeng, wherever the white light reached, it seemed to erase the original space, suddenly revealing a massive city where the white light had vanished, instantly replacing the original field.

"Wanling Creation!"

With a light shout from Immortal Zhenyuan, the entire scene of the hall transformed.

People in the stands barely adjusted their sight to the new scene and couldn't help exclaiming in surprise.

Such a large-scale scene change, even under the Saints, could only be achieved by Taoists working together, yet Immortal Zhenyuan did it alone in the space of a breath.

Sun Wukong slightly narrowed his eyes.

He was somewhat interested now.

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