Early one morning, a vast Bluestone Plaza was filled with countless green jade tables. Cultivators sat behind each table, including Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qiulin, and the others. Their seats were relatively close to the front.
Ye Xuanji, Xuanxu Zi, Lin Jiu, and the others were seated farther back, with the Golden Immortal cultivators behind them.
As a loud burst of Buddhist chanting rang out, a booming male voice called, "The auspicious hour has arrived. Please welcome Senior Uncle Miaode."
As soon as he finished speaking, waves of Buddhist chants rang out and spread throughout Ten Thousand Buddhas City, as though ten thousand Buddhas were chanting in unison.
Hearing the Buddhist chanting, all the cultivators felt their minds grow peaceful and tranquil.
A seven-colored Buddhist light appeared in the distant sky. A human figure could vaguely be seen within it. Buddhist chants rang out in waves, and the seven-colored Buddhist light moved swiftly. With a flash, it appeared above the plaza. The escaping light faded, revealing the figure of Master Miaode.
He wore a golden monk's robe and held his palms together. His face was benevolent, and Buddhist light enveloped his entire body, making him look like an ancient Buddha.
Wang Changsheng and the other Primordial Unity Golden Immortals rose to their feet one after another and inclined their heads slightly to show their respect.
Wang Lihe and the other cultivators also stood and said in unison, "Greetings, Master Miaode, Senior Uncle Miaode."
Their voices spread throughout Ten Thousand Buddhas City and echoed endlessly in the high sky.
"Amitabha. Thank you all for coming from far and wide to attend this poor monk's Primordial Unity Celebration. Your thoughtfulness is deeply appreciated."
Master Miaode's voice was not loud, yet it spread throughout the entire High Peak.
He landed on the