The Ascending Dragon Assembly stage, formed from golden runes, was a refreshing sight to Jiang Feng.
When Jiang Feng stepped onto the stage of golden runes, he could clearly sense the Spatial Profundity circulating around him.
On the surface, the stage appeared to be one with the surrounding heaven and earth, yet Jiang Feng could distinctly feel that, under the workings of the Spatial Profundity, there was a clear divide between the stage and the world around it, as though an invisible, boundless membrane lay between them.
Such a profound method was naturally beyond someone of his level to truly comprehend.
Still, having grasped the essence of the First Void Realm, Jiang Feng was able to sense it.
A year was but the flick of a finger to divine beings.
By now, the stage was already packed to the brim. At such a grand event, both outer and inner disciples naturally had to take part.
The dense crowds had nearly filled the stands surrounding the stage. The outer disciples occupied the outermost areas, while the inner disciples sat closer to the center. As for those lofty core disciples, seats had been prepared for them atop the stage itself—eighteen enormous thrones constructed from runes, gleaming brilliantly in the air.
The eighteen thrones stood in two rows to the left and right, while a ball of flame floated in the central position.
"Ah Feng, let's find somewhere to sit." Shi Baru looked quite excited.
In his words, every Ascending Dragon Assembly brought forth many experts. So long as they were not personality-deficient like Cold Moon, he could befriend them all.
Jiang Feng believed that without a doubt. After all, Shi Baru's character needed no further proof.
Now that they had entered the inner sect, quite a few people knew Jiang Feng, but