Compared to the ascensions of Daoist Guangzhen and Master Jiufang, the two Yang Spirit Celestial Immortals, this ascension ceremony was even more breathtaking.
The snow-haired Dragon Maiden Ji Mingxue had attained the Dao in the flesh, her entire body transforming into a pillar of divine fire that shot straight into the Purple Palace Celestial Realm. Such a spectacle set the hearts of many young cultivators fluttering like banners in the wind.
If forming a Golden Core and attaining longevity was the dream of many cultivators who had only just entered the path,
then Yang Spirit ascension was the supreme fruition tirelessly sought by many world-bound Earth Immortals.
And attaining the Dao in the flesh was the dream of many Daoists who possessed Celestial Immortal power.
Achieving it was nowhere near as easy as it sounded, even for the heads of various sects who had cultivated Celestial Immortal power.
They knew all too well how difficult it was.
Even after cultivating through lifetime upon lifetime, one might still fail to achieve it.
For it required a union of opportunity, perseverance, fate, and wisdom.
Figures such as Master Tianmen and Daoist Ku might not necessarily have possessed much inferior aptitude to Ji Mingxue's. They too cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Golden Register, yet Ji Mingxue had achieved the Golden Immortal Dao, while the others had always fallen just short.
Yet even a living Golden Immortal like Ji Mingxue could not be mentioned in the same breath as Yang Huai.
Quite a few Daoists glanced at Yang Huai in the center of the crowd.
Yang Huai merely smiled faintly. He noticed Jiang Rongyue, who looked somewhat aged amid the crowd. Clad in red, she was still as radiant as fire, though her gaze was cold. Seeming to notice his eyes upon her, she gave