Chapter 906: Completing The Ten Stages (2)
In the blink of an eye, Li Xiaofei arrived at the summit of the tenth mountain. The ninth checkpoint had been guarded by an old drunkard with a huge belly, who insisted on challenging him to a drinking contest.
Li Xiaofei asked whether he wanted a one-on-one or a group fight. The old drunkard took one look at the ten thousand people behind Li Xiaofei, his expression shifting slightly, and wisely chose the one-on-one.
Which naturally turned into him single-handedly dueling Li Xiaofei plus ten thousand others. Despite his deep cultivation and supernatural alcohol tolerance, he was eventually drunk into unconsciousness on the ninth peak.
It was said that a drunk man speaks the truth. So even now, snores and mumbled complaints could still be heard echoing from the ninth peak, “Damn it... making me do this crap... my wine... even drunk, I can’t escape... what kind of bullcrap ancestor...”
Now, Li Xiaofei, astride his old long-haired horse, stepped onto the tenth peak. The guardian of the tenth checkpoint was none other than the purple-bearded elder himself.
“What counts as passing this time?” Li Xiaofei asked, leaning forward slightly from atop his horse.
The elder shifted to the side and replied, “There’s no need. The tenth stage holds no meaning. You may proceed directly. Heaven Drum Mountain lies ahead, and the Myriad Immortals Conference is about to begin. Master Li, please go directly to your seat.”
Li Xiaofei nodded and straightened. The old long-haired horse clopped steadily across the final stretch of the Iron Chain Immortal Bridge and stepped onto the final battlefield, the Heaven Drum Mountain.
It was an unusually shaped giant peak. Its entire body was a dull, pale white, resembling a massive cylindrical pillar. The surrounding cliffs were completely barren, without a single blade of grass or leaf growing on them. It stood starkly in a region lush with life and vegetation.
The summit of the mountain formed the drumhead, which was a perfectly flat expanse of stone. It truly resembled the taut surface of a drum made from cured beast hide. It gave the uncanny impression that one might strike this white giant with a pair of drumsticks and ring it like a world-shaking drum.
At this moment, thousands of cultivators were already gathered atop Heaven Drum Mountain. Moreover, they were not ordinary cultivators, they were the elite. The circular drumhead had been divided into seventeen sections by formation light, like a massive grid drawn with precision and power.
Sixteen of those sections were already occupied. They belonged to the sixteen great Immortal Sects, including the Myriad Saints Immortal Sect, each represented by their respective sect leaders, protectors, and elders.