Luxuan Enters Violet Cloud Palace, but Dongwang Gong's Seat Remains Forever Empty

Outside Violet Cloud Palace.

Chaotic currents surged without end.

Yet when Luxuan appeared with the Three Cloud Sisters and Zhao Gongming, the gazes of quite a few great powers around them converged upon them.

In truth, not many had actually seen Luxuan.

At least during Violet Cloud Palace's first sermon.

Luxuan had not come at all.

But his name had long since spread.

Master of Penglai in the Eastern Sea.

He had defeated Quasi-Saint Dongwang Gong head-on while still in the Great Luo realm.

Then, when the Celestial Court's million-strong army launched its second campaign against Penglai.

Luxuan broke through in the midst of battle.

He counterattacked Purple Palace Isle.

Dongwang Gong fell.

The Celestial Court was destroyed.

Taken together, each of these events.

Was enough to make any great power seriously examine this suddenly emerged figure.

Di Jun's gaze swept over Luxuan first.

Then it fell upon the Three Cloud Sisters and the others.

Three Taiyi.

One Great Luo.

Their realms were naturally not particularly high before Violet Cloud Palace.

What truly made his eyes twitch slightly.

Were the treasure auras upon the four of them.

Especially the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper in Yunxiao's arms.

The Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword at Qiongxiao's waist.

And the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors that Bixiao had already put away, yet still faintly radiated an aura of slaughter.

Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures.

Three of them.

And each of the three Taiyi had one.

Di Jun fell silent for a moment.

He suddenly felt that although the Demon Clan had collected quite a few treasures over the years, compared with Penglai's method of nurturing disciples, they seemed somewhat overly thrifty.

Grand Unity had clearly noticed it as well.

His gaze lingered on the Three Cloud Sisters for a while.

Then he transmitted his voice.

"Brother."

"Luxuan is truly generous."

Di Jun did not reply.

He recalled the rumors from the Eastern Sea.

Penglai Immortal Island had already been astonishingly wealthy.

Later, it had emptied the Celestial Court's treasury.

Now it seemed.

The rumors had not merely failed to exaggerate.

They might even have been too conservative.

On the other side.

Hongyun was not particularly guarded.

When he saw Luxuan approach, he instead took the initiative to nod with a smile.

Zhen Yuanzi also nodded slightly.

Luxuan returned the gesture.

They had no prior friendship.

But they had all come to hear the Dao.

There was no need to look as though they were about to fight everyone they met.

Bixiao followed behind them.

Yet her eyes kept darting around.

It was her first time seeing so many Great Wilderness powers at once.

Pure qi flowed naturally around the Three Pure Ones.

Solar True Flame around Di Jun and Grand Unity was immensely tyrannical.

Kunpeng carried an icy, sinister aura.

As for Jieyin and Zhunti, one glance was enough to give people a strange sense of "poverty."

Bixiao watched for a long while.

At last, she leaned close to Yunxiao's ear and quietly transmitted her voice.

"Big Sister."

"Why are they all looking at us?"

Yunxiao naturally knew why.

But before she could answer.

Luxuan ahead had already heard her.

"Maybe they haven't seen much of the world."

Bixiao nearly burst out laughing.

How keen were the divine senses of the surrounding Great Luo cultivators?

Luxuan had not deliberately concealed it either.

Naturally, quite a few people heard it.

For a moment.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Especially for the several great powers who had indeed been looking at the Three Cloud Sisters' spirit treasures just now.

They silently withdrew their gazes.

Don't ask.

If asked, they were studying the Great Dao.

They absolutely had not been awestruck by Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures.

Bixiao struggled to suppress her laughter.

She suddenly felt that her first visit to Violet Cloud Palace was not as nerve-racking as she had imagined.

With her master walking ahead of them.

Even if everyone around them was a Great Luo or Quasi-Saint.

They seemed like nothing more than a group of people attending class.

The gates of Violet Cloud Palace soon opened.

A profound Dao voice emerged from within.

"The sermon is about to begin."

"All immortals, enter."

The three thousand Violet Cloud guests entered one after another.

Luxuan also led the others inside.

Yunxiao had originally worried that their cultivation might be insufficient and that the palace gate formation would stop them.

Yet they passed through without obstruction.

No one bothered them at all.

Seeing this, Bixiao immediately recalled what her master had said before.

Hongjun hadn't put up a sign at the gate saying Taiyi were forbidden from entering.

That was true enough.

After entering Violet Cloud Palace.

The space within was far larger than it appeared from outside.

Rows upon rows of meditation cushions were arranged within.

The six seats at the very front remained the most conspicuous.

The Three Pure Ones.

Nuwa.

Jieyin.

Zhunti.

They took their seats one after another.

Behind them were many positions that had already been fixed during Violet Cloud Palace's first sermon.

Just as everyone was taking their seats.

Bixiao suddenly noticed that a seat not far away remained unoccupied.

Moreover, when many great powers passed by it, their expressions were somewhat strange.

"Master."

"Why is no one sitting there?"

Luxuan glanced at it.

He recognized it at once.

"It used to belong to Dongwang Gong."

Bixiao: "..."

She immediately stopped asking.

Zhao Gongming also felt somewhat moved.

During Violet Cloud Palace's first sermon.

Dongwang Gong had accepted Hongjun's appointment here.

Leader of the male immortals.

How glorious he had been.

At the second sermon.

The seat remained.

But the man was already gone.

Most crucially.

The person who had killed him was sitting not far away.

The scene carried something of a dark humor.

Some great powers who had once been friendly with Dongwang Gong looked toward Luxuan.

Their gazes were clearly complicated.

But no one took the initiative to cause trouble.

The Great Wilderness valued karma.

And it valued fists as well.

Dongwang Gong had twice taken the initiative to send troops against Penglai.

In the end, his body and Dao had both perished.

No matter how one put it, Luxuan could not be said to have killed without cause.

Moreover.

Although Luxuan had already restrained his aura, great powers who had truly reached the Quasi-Saint level could still faintly sense a profound Dao rhythm entirely different from ordinary Corpse-Slaying methods.

The Three Pure Ones had noticed as well.

Laozi merely glanced over before withdrawing his gaze.

Yuanshi frowned slightly.

Tongtian, on the other hand, looked a few more times, seemingly quite interested in Luxuan's Primordial Unity aura.

Just as everyone harbored different thoughts.

Upon the high platform.

Space suddenly rippled almost imperceptibly.

An old man dressed in a simple Daoist robe appeared without a sound.

There was no heaven-shaking pressure.

Nor were there any magnificent phenomena.

Yet the instant he appeared, all of Violet Cloud Palace fell utterly silent.

Hongjun.

The Great Wilderness's only publicly acknowledged Sage.

It was the Three Cloud Sisters' first time truly seeing a Sage.

He instinctively sensed a vastness utterly different from that of a Quasi-Saint or a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.

It was as though the other man had already fused with heaven and earth itself.

Anyone facing him

felt as though they were facing the entire Great Wilderness.

Bixiao said nothing this time.

She was unusually quiet.

Luxuan likewise gave Hongjun a serious look.

Very strong.

Far stronger than he was now.

This assessment did not leave Luxuan feeling discouraged.

Instead, it felt perfectly natural.

He had only just entered the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm.

Hongjun had already become a Sage.

The gap in cultivation was right there.

If he could already punch a Sage to death now,

then there really would be nothing left to write later.

Hongjun's gaze slowly swept across Violet Cloud Palace.

It paused briefly on Luxuan.

He did not speak.

Then, he began expounding the Dao.

"This time's lecture."

"Beyond Great Luo."

"The path of the Quasi-Saint."

In an instant,

all three thousand Violet Cloud attendees were stirred to attention.

Luxuan also slowly sat a little straighter.

At last, they had reached the truly important part.

"A Great Luo is one who escapes the River of Fate, gathers the Three Flowers at the Crown, and returns the Five Qi to the Origin. From then on, once attained, it is attained forever—imperishable and indestructible."

Hongjun's voice was not particularly loud.

Yet it seemed to ring directly within the depths of everyone's primordial spirit.

Within Violet Cloud Palace,

one Great Dao law after another manifested on its own alongside his lecture.

Countless rules that had once been obscure and incomprehensible were gradually broken down by the Sage. Even the most ordinary sentence was enough to send many cultivators who had been trapped at Great Luo Perfection for countless years into deep contemplation.

"Yet beyond Great Luo, there is still a road ahead."