True Disciple Ceremony (1)

Dong!

The moment Spring Garden's master finished speaking, a melodious bell sound resounded in the sky. The spiritual energy of the entire majestic spiritual peak surged down from the top of the cloud like a storm.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Soon, a large number of cultivators and teams from other top sects floating at the top of the cloud widened their eyes. They saw the spiritual energy that seemed to be rolling in the clouds condense into white jade steps at a visible speed.

There were a total of a hundred steps, but they extended to the middle of the Spirit Peak.

A calm and dignified voice sounded. "Personal disciple Shen Ping requests an audience!"

"Personal disciple… an audience!"

His voice echoed in every palace on the island.