Preaching and the Great War Begins

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

A streak of golden sunlight tore through the darkness. A golden sun emerged over the horizon and slowly rose, its golden radiance spilling across the sea, making the waves glitter and shimmer.

Vast Righteous City. A Heaven-Supporting Giant Peak soared straight into the clouds, covered in exotic flowers and strange grasses, with jagged, grotesque rocks everywhere.

At the foot of the mountain stood a silver stele more than ten zhang tall, bearing three large golden characters written in bold, dragon-and-phoenix strokes: "Vast Righteous Peak."

Today was the day Zhao Qiankun would expound the Dao, and the location was Vast Righteous Peak. Only cultivators at the Golden Core Realm and above could enter the mountain; lower-level cultivators could only listen at its foot.

As soon as dawn broke, Han Zhangxiang, Han Benfu, Han Benyong, Han Changying, and Han Changwu arrived punctually at the foot of Vast Righteous Peak. A long line had already formed, while five Golden Core cultivators maintained order.

Since Golden Core cultivators and above were permitted to enter Vast Righteous Peak, the guards did not stop them and allowed Han Zhangxiang's group of five to proceed up the mountain.

A flight of bluestone stairs stretched from the foot of the mountain all the way to its summit, lush grass flourishing along both sides.

Han Zhangxiang and the others slowly made their way toward the summit, excitement written across their faces.

A Spirit Transformation cultivator expounding the Dao was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity, a stroke of fortune for them. Not every Golden Core cultivator had the chance to hear a Spirit Transformation cultivator teach.

"Fairy Han, Fellow Daoist Han, you came quite early!"

A hearty male voice suddenly rang out.

Han Zhangxiang's group stopped and turned to look behind them.

Han