Most of the powerful figures regarded their comprehension of the Primordial Great Dao as part of their own foundation.
They would not readily bring it out to share with others.
Even when they exchanged insights or expounded the Dao, it was among peers. What business did other immortals and gods have there?
If one's cultivation had not reached the required level, they could forget about taking part in such a grand gathering.
Only a handful of powerful figures between Heaven and Earth were willing to lay out their own understanding of the Primordial Great Dao without reservation, possessing such extraordinary breadth of heart.
The three Sacred Emperors of the Three Sovereigns Heavenly Realm were an example. They often expounded the Dao without fearing that other powerful members of the human race would overhear them.
Perhaps it came down to these beings' exceptional confidence in their own cultivation, or perhaps they simply did not fear others copying the gourd by drawing the ladle.
And indeed, that was the case. In cultivating the Great Dao, those who learned from me lived, while those who resembled me died. The gods could only draw inferences from the myriad profundities of the Primordial Dao; it could serve only as a reference.
Moreover, such powerful figures generally expounded the Dao, but not the methods.
In the first row, Zhang Jian sat upon his divine seat, his heart filled with longing.
As for how to achieve the Other Shore and set foot upon the road to the Primordial, Zhang Jian had only a vague direction in mind.
Yu King had given him private instruction, but most of what Yu King knew and had gained came from the Dao expositions of certain Sacred Emperors and Emperors within the Assembly of the Three Sovereigns and Five Elders. Yu