The spirit vessels pierced through layers of clouds, unveiling a breathtaking sight that left even the most seasoned disciples speechless. Before them floated six colossal peaks, each radiating a different elemental force—fire, ice, wind, earth, water, and void. These were the legendary Six Peaks, the pinnacle of cultivation within the Vermilion Sky Nation.
Li Hao stood at the front, his gaze steady but filled with quiet determination. The spiritual energy here was overwhelming, pressing against his body like an invisible tide. Yet instead of resisting, he absorbed it slowly, adapting.
An elder clad in silver robes appeared mid-air, his presence instantly silencing the crowd.
"From this moment onward," he declared, "the finalists of the Six Sect Tournament are accepted as disciples of Six Peaks Sect."
Excitement spread, but the elder raised his hand again.
"However, only the champions—Azure Cloud Sect—shall enter the Treasure Hall."
All eyes shifted toward Li Hao and his team.
Zhao Kun's expression darkened, while Xu Mei watched quietly, her gaze lingering.
Li Hao said nothing, but inside, his resolve hardened.
This place… would decide his future.