The Far North

The next morning, above the Qiantian Sect square, two majestic spirit ships floated in mid-air like two small mountains. They were the vessels carrying disciples on their journey to the Tianze Secret Realm.

One ship was entirely pale blue, adorned with ancient and mysterious patterns emitting a sacred and vast aura. It was responsible for carrying ordinary disciples of the Qiantian Sect. The other ship had a golden body, seemingly forged from gold, exuding an aura of nobility and extraordinariness. The intricate patterns and symbols carved on its body were surrounded by a dazzling golden light, representing the vessel for true and Dao disciples.

"We are finally going to the Tianze Secret Realm. There are many powerful martial arts and treasures there. Unfortunately, I have no chance."

"The Tianze Secret Realm only opens once every eighteen years. Each person only has one opportunity. If you miss it this time, there won't be another chance!"