Within Wuzhuang Temple, living beings sat quietly throughout the temple.
Their appearances varied greatly, somewhat resembling the Innate Dao Body of the human race.
Yet they were not quite the same.
Each of them bore certain traits of their true forms.
Some were as massive as mountains, their skin cracked like layers of rock, fine gravel falling from their bodies with every breath.
Others were as small as moss clinging to the ground by the roadside, their forms hazy as mist.
Before them stood Zhen Yuanzi, who had already become a Saint.
Zhen Yuanzi was currently preaching the Dao.
Waves of Dao Rhyme and blooming golden lotuses continuously burst forth from his mouth as he spoke.
That vast and boundless Dao Rhyme spread across all of Longevity Mountain.
The Earth Spirit Race listened with intoxicated expressions and surging emotions.
Even the two attendants beside Zhen Yuanzi were the same.
They were utterly absorbed, their hearts enchanted and their minds entranced.
These two were attendants Zhen Yuanzi had only recently enlightened after returning from attaining sainthood.
One was Qing Feng, and the other was Ming Yue.
Just as everyone was immersed in his teachings,
Zhen Yuanzi suddenly stopped preaching and calmly glanced into the distance.
"Since Kunpeng has come, then enter!"
Zhen Yuanzi's voice was calm, yet it resounded like thunder within everyone's minds.
Demon Master Kunpeng?!
Why had he come?
As the renowned Demon Master Kunpeng of the entire Primordial Wilderness,
how could they not know of him?
Some among those present had even received Kunpeng's favor.
After all, Kunpeng's creation of Demon Script had made it easier for those with shallow Root Foundations to comprehend and communicate.
As Zhen Yuanzi's words fell,
Kunpeng's figure instantly appeared within Wuzhuang Temple the very next moment.
His expression was respectful as he