The next day, on Constant Island.
Powerhouses gathered in Central Plaza.
Normally reserved for the island master or invited Dao Lords to deliver teachings, the plaza was now filled with floating jade platforms. They spread outward from the center in layer upon layer of rings. Clear, cool light bathed the entire square, as though it had shut the gloom of the Black Mist Sea Frontline beyond the island.
Though war was raging, no one dared slight this Dao Lord Ceremony.
After all, the war in the Black Mist Sea had dragged on for ages. It could not be settled overnight.
A new Dao Lord was cause enough for celebration. One who had reached True Pattern Realm strength immediately, was widely recognized as the greatest talent, and would clearly reshape the future? No one wanted to miss that.
So nearly every invited powerhouse who could come had come.
Those tied down by urgent assignments had sent incarnations ahead.
Even the Dao Lords of the other three Constant Domains had gradually sent their incarnations through the Dao Origin Hall.
On the frontmost row of jade platforms,
Chen Wu and Luo Yao had arrived as well.
Seated near the front, both smiled and exchanged pleasantries with the Dao Lords around them.
In secret, however, they spoke through Soul Transmission.
"Quite a spectacle this time," Dao Lord Chen Wu said, amusement in his voice.
"It is," Dao Lord Luo Yao replied. "At the last Dao Lord Ceremony, not even the absence of fighting on the Black Mist Sea Frontline brought every Dao Lord here. Especially not those from the other three Constant Domains. Sending an incarnation through the Dao Origin Hall is still a hassle, and some recluses never bother attending. They just offer the customary congratulations at the Dao Origin Conference. Yet now,