The entire hall erupted in uproar. Countless disciples' eyes lit up, and their breathing quickened.
This celebration hosted by the Saints had only just begun.
If a mortal swallowed a Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, he could attain the Dao and become an immortal in an instant, ascending to the heavens in a single step. If an immortal took it, his magic power would surge like a tide, and his foundation would become incomparably stable. Below the Quasi-Saint realm, this elixir could be called an against-heavenly treasure. It could temper the body, refine the spirit, and condense one's origin. But once one entered the Quasi-Saint realm, it became difficult to gain any further benefit from it, because beings at that level had already transcended the shackles of magic power. They only needed to quietly observe the workings of the Heavenly Dao and comprehend their own Dao.
The Grand Pure Heavenly Lord of Virtue, Laozi, made his move, and the entire hall exploded with radiance. Auspicious clouds churned, and thousands of strands of auspicious energy surged. With a gentle wave of his sleeve, he produced a Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in his palm, golden light flowing around it. Its wondrous fragrance filled the air and seeped into the soul, like the first wisp of pure energy at the birth of heaven and earth, shooting straight toward the spiritual platform. The disciples below immediately lost themselves, their gazes glued to the golden elixir. Those with slightly weaker innate foundations could not even control themselves. Saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths, sliding down unnoticed.
Primordial Lord of Heaven frowned slightly at the sight. He felt displeased, but since today was the grand ceremony celebrating the gathering of the Three Pure Sages, he could only suppress his discomfort. He still wore a smile as his