354 Sheng's Life Adrift for Half a Century...

In the peach-blossom-filled garden, all manner of formidable auras were scattered about. The traces of Dao arts and dharmic power He Ping sensed upon entering were erupting from the people seated within.

There are more than one or two Dao-Entry experts here. Quite a number, in fact...

He Ping swept his gaze over the assembled crowd and immediately spotted several people of extraordinary bearing. Powerhouses who had entered the Dao would naturally sense one another at such close range. The moment he entered the garden, the other Dao practitioners had also noticed his arrival.

Interesting. This man's cultivation is not weak...

Such a young Dao practitioner—what orthodox method did he use to enter the Dao?

The imperial court truly has no shortage of talent. They say he isn't even twenty, yet he has already entered the Dao?!

He has arrived.

Besides the Dao practitioners sitting in wait, there were also other people in the garden.

Yet at this very moment, He Ping's sensory range had already identified exactly who the Dao practitioners were. The auras these individuals emitted were linked to the vital energy of heaven and earth, while the power they released dispersed beyond the world itself.

Even with his eyes closed, he could sense clusters of scorching, icy, and sinister power within this garden. Beyond the garden lay a vast expanse of nothingness.

"As expected, this is a space created by the Great Luo Heavenly Disk. It seems this is Shi Wanhai's home ground."

He looked around, then shifted his gaze back to the center.

"Could Your Excellency be Sect Master Shi Wanhai? I am Sheng Yuzhou. Having heard of Sect Master's gracious invitation, Sheng could only accept it with gratitude."

"Lord Sheng is too courteous. Please, take a seat."

The Eight Directions Carefree Canopy stood in the