Diversion Ceremony (Part 2)

Li Lin stepped into the pillar of light.

"Li Lin."

He felt a force instantly envelop his soul, like returning to warm amniotic fluid, and the Yellow Dragon let out a contented roar.

Li Lin felt the space before his eyes shift.

He was indeed still standing on the Four Symbols Platform, yet at the same time, he existed in another space.

It was a solemn, majestic palace.

The floor and vaulted ceiling were transparent, and he could vaguely make out that the entire palace stood amid the starry cosmos.

Li Lin could not determine the palace's location from the stars. Four vast auras, both illusory and real, all-encompassing as though the Origin of the Dao had descended, filled the entire palace.

The Four Founding Immortals flashed through Li Lin's mind.

Why?

Judging by their auras alone, these four immortals should have been the strongest. Even Doumu Yuanjun, Deng Si the Phoenix Immortal, and Lin De the Dark Magic Fairy could not have matched them.

The doubt lasted only a moment.

Li Lin was not a native, after all.

If not for the need to capture this world's most extraordinary Incomplete Component, forcing him to limit himself, even the descent of a single thought from him would have been enough to burst this universe apart.

He quickly understood everything.

So that was it.

The Four Founding Immortals were indeed powerful, but only powerful. Their auras were all-encompassing, but only all-encompassing.

They had become immortals through the accumulation of nearly immeasurable information. Their own Dao had been wrapped up and hijacked by the Daos of every Four Symbols Sect disciple throughout countless years.

If they were four massive veins of raw iron ore, then the other immortals were metal objects of all shapes and forms, already refined and forged.

"Kun Yuan