Preaching, Li Ya Is No Longer Who He Once Was

White-Headed Immortal Ancestor's Daoist temple was in the Endless Dao Mountains, and under Hong Yazi's lead, the two of them soon arrived at the Dao mountain where the sermon would be held.

This Dao mountain ranked in the top ten in height, and there were quite a few powerful auras on it.

They flew to a spot halfway up the mountain. A vast open-air palace had been built there, with more than a thousand prayer mats laid out inside. Several dozen figures had already gathered.

All of these figures were wreathed in the qi of rules, not revealing their true forms.

Hong Yazi was familiar with some of them and introduced Gu An to these mighty beings. The atmosphere was fairly harmonious, and they chatted happily.

Among the cultivators who had come to listen to the Dao were also Taiqing Golden Immortals, but the Taiqing Golden Immortals did not dare involve themselves in the conversations of Great Luo Immortals and kept far away.

As Gu An conversed with the other Great Luo Immortals, he sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, no matter where one went, there would always be hierarchy.

Placed in any Great Thousand World, a Taiqing Golden Immortal would be a supreme powerhouse who shook the ancient and dazzled the present, yet here, they were all restrained, without the bearing of supreme powerhouses at all.

He only sighed briefly and did not pay it too much mind.

Those conversing with him were all Opening Heaven Great Luo Immortals. In the distance, there was one Miaozhen Great Luo Immortal whom no one dared disturb.

Through the other Opening Heaven Great Luo Immortals, Gu An's understanding of White-Headed Immortal Ancestor grew deeper and deeper. White-Headed Immortal Ancestor held an extremely high position in the Heavenly Court, far beyond anything an Immortal Lord