Mount Wudang, Purple Cloud Palace.
The morning bell rang melodiously. It was normally time for the morning lessons.
Yet at this moment, the Daoist preacher and his disciples could only stare ahead, dumbstruck.
The incense and candles filling the hall burned fiercely. Thick green smoke spun rapidly, forming a vortex before the True Martial Great Emperor Statue.
An invisible pressure shrouded everyone's hearts.
From the elders to the newly initiated child Daoists, every one of them felt a shudder that came from the soul.
"Master, could some evil spirit have entered the main hall?"
"Nonsense! How could that be?"
"Then what is this..."
"This is a heavenly oracle!"
Just then, an aged voice rang out from beyond the main hall.
A stout, white-bearded Old Taoist appeared outside the hall.
His skin was slightly yellow, even carrying a hint of gold. It was the sign of a certain Xuan Gate cultivation method being practiced to its utmost. Yet the dense age spots covering him showed that he was extraordinarily old, well over a hundred.
The visitor was none other than Golden Toad Ancestor Wang Daozong of Purple Cloud Palace.
He was Wang Jingxiu's father and also the most respected elder on Mount Wudang.
Back then, Sanfeng Zhenren had several famous disciples: Qiu Yuanjing, Sun Biyun, Li Xuanzong, Wang Daozong...
After Iron Toad Daoist of Five Dragons Palace underwent Weapon Dissolution, this Old Taoist was the sole surviving elder of the first generation.
"Greetings, Old Ancestor!"
Seeing this, everyone knelt and kowtowed in unison, their hearts filled with shock.
Golden Toad Ancestor cultivated in seclusion in the rear courtyard and rarely showed himself. No one had expected even him to be alarmed.
The preaching Old Taoist in the hall was even more shaken by Golden Toad Ancestor's words.
"Heavenly oracle... How is