No one knew how much time had passed, or when Jiang Chen had stopped speaking. To the gods below Hunyuan, it felt as though the sounds of his Dao still rang in their ears.
Next, the mighty beings each displayed their methods. The sounds of countless Daos filled Yuxu Palace, each vying with the others in splendor. Every Dao had reached perfection, and the listeners gained a great deal.
As the laws of their Daos collided and sparks of inspiration flew, even the Half-Step Rulers benefited immensely.
At last, Haotian spoke. He wore the Myriad Spirits Mountain-and-River Imperial Robe and a crown of stars. Behind him, the Sea of Clouds surged, rosy light stretched for miles, and auspicious energy billowed.
He looked like a son of the Dao, majestic and sacred. His imperial might rolled outward, placing him above countless living beings.
Within the spectacle, a tower, a sword, and a mirror hovered indistinctly. As he spoke the sounds of the Dao, it was as though he held heaven's laws in his mouth: every word he uttered became law.
"The Heavenly Emperor governs all living beings, protects all creatures, regulates the four seasons, orders the Five Elements, and appoints the gods. Heavenly Gods must be free of desire and personal feeling, devoted to their duties, impartial in their actions, and protectors of all people..."
"The laws of heaven must be clear in principle, bind the immortals, benefit the heavens, stand as inviolable rules, and keep watch over all living beings..."
Before long, Haotian finished expounding his Dao. Silence fell among the mighty beings, and for a moment, no one spoke.
The Hunyuan experts understood what Haotian meant. But the Da Luo, Quasi-Saints, and Half-Step Hunyuan listening below heard only the sounds of the Dao. To them, Haotian had simply delivered