Chapter 257: The Supreme Art of Purple Cloud Peak, the Emperor's Celestial Scripture

"The Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament is secure."

Meng Zhangqing lowered his hand.

His expression was calm, like an ancient well without a ripple.

Even if he had not cultivated to the Creation Realm by then, his existing trump cards would be enough to secure first place.

Not merely guaranteeing a spot in the top twenty as before.

"But then again, why hasn't the specific announcement for the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament come out yet?"

Meng Zhangqing raised his eyebrows slightly.

By all rights, for such a grand sect event, the public notice should have started long ago, and preparations should be underway.

Yet up to now, he had seen no movement from the sect whatsoever.

Just as usual.

"Could it be affected by the sect's recent promotion?"

Meng Zhangqing thought.

Immediately, he shook his head again.

Forget it, who cares? Meet a soldier with a general, meet water with earth; as long as I am strong enough, no change can affect me!

Besides, the resources on my person are sufficient for now.

Only after reaching the Creation Realm will there be a shortage.

"Continue cultivating!"

Meng Zhangqing's mood became extremely good.

Yet upon seeing the ruins around him, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

He had actually exerted himself to suppress it.

But during the fusion, some of it always leaked out.

Who would have thought the pavilion would still collapse.

What now?

Cultivate in the open air?

Shaking his head slightly, Meng Zhangqing activated the simple formation on Peak 29.