Beneath the cloud platform, as Huang Tian expounded the Dao, the void responded. Golden lotuses bloomed, each giving off a delicate fragrance. Some drifted into the layered clouds, trailing wisps of scent; others floated down onto the heads of the immortals and sages below, leaving them dazed as they sank into prolonged enlightenment.
The voice of the Dao lingered, wondrous beyond measure.
Every listener, whatever their realm, gained profound insight from it.
Those below the True Immortal realm heard how the countless Dao seeds of the world were formed and attained. True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals heard of the transformation by which Dao seeds flowered and bore fruit. The mighty Golden Immortals heard of the "Dao," mystery upon mystery.
That Dao was the Great Luo Dao they had yearned for so desperately, yet had failed to touch through countless cosmic ages.
Too wondrous! Too profound!
Even with their full attention fixed on his words, grasping one part in a hundred of their true essence would have been an achievement.
But that was enough.
Cultivating alone, they could have spent hundreds of millions of years without advancing even a fraction of that, let alone one part in a hundred.
Ding~
At some point, the sudden chime of a jade bell rang through the void, waking everyone.
They looked up and saw Huang Tian on the cloud platform. "The teaching ends here," he said.
Everyone bowed at once, overflowing with gratitude. "Thank you for imparting your teachings, Great Heavenly Venerable!"
"If you have any questions, ask them," Huang Tian continued.
The immortals fell silent and exchanged glances. For a time, none dared speak. The gulf between their realms was too great, and they feared asking a foolish question that might displease the Great Heavenly Venerable.
When no one spoke, the World-Illuminating Ever-Abiding