A tall stone stele stood erected atop Tontian Peak.
The front of the stele faced the square, now empty, but would soon display the rankings of the first sixty-four competitors in the Sky Ladder Path.
The back faced the viewing stand, enshrouded in mist. Observers who concentrated on their divine thoughts could watch the progress of those they wished to see.
The masters of thirty-six peaks gathered on the stage. Wang Xuanling, as the head of the peaks, firstly attended to guests from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands who had arrived, before taking his seat.
Another peak master said to him, "Master Wang, you've been working hard."
"There is no hardship in dedicating oneself to the service of the sect," Wang Xuanling replied indifferently.
Then, a grating voice echoed, "Indeed, it's been tough for you, being such an old skeleton. Why not step down early and let us young talents take over?"