Bang!
An inexplicable force swept through, directly flinging the hundred thousand-plus cultivators off the Golden Path and out of this place, sending them plummeting toward the ground.
"No, I refuse to accept this!"
They cried out, their voices filled with unwillingness and regret. They had been on the verge of entering Immortal Ancient, of successfully passing through the gateway, yet a moment of carelessness had caused them to break through their realms and lose their qualifications. How could they not resent it?
"What a pity." Some sect masters sighed softly, while others wore dark expressions. There was no need to guess that some of those people had been their disciples.
The Golden Path extended from three thousand petals, splendid and resplendent, like rivers of stars hanging in the sky and woven together. It was not merely visually beautiful; it also contained the perfection of the Great Dao.
All manner of phenomena blossomed atop the flower bud. Immortal light surged forth, auspicious radiance danced through the air, and divine rainbows poured down like waterfalls. At the center, where the stamens lay, endless hazy brilliance erupted, like the Heavenly River suspended upside down. The sight was earth-shattering.
After passing through the gateway, what appeared before him was a stone stairway shrouded in Chaos energy. It stretched onward and upward, its end nowhere in sight.
"It corresponds to three thousand gateways and represents three thousand Great Daos. This truly is an excellent place for secluded cultivation and comprehending the Dao."
Tian stood upon the ancient Bluestone steps, mist curling around his body. Feeling the incomparably dense aura of the Great Dao and the immense pressure that had suddenly descended upon him, he could not help but ponder.
More and more cultivators passed through the gateways and arrived at Immortal Ancient's starting point. There