Within Violet Firmament Palace, the space was boundlessly vast, yet it seemed exceptionally empty.
The three thousand worldly guests filed in one after another, each finding a place to sit.
The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti still sat firmly upon the six golden prayer mats at the very front.
Dijiang led the other eleven Ancestral Witches and did not contend for any seats near the front. Instead, they casually found an open space at the very back of Violet Firmament Palace and sat down cross-legged.
They had not come here to hear the Dao in the first place, but for that Pangu Banner and Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure.
"Dong—"
As the bell rang, Hongjun's figure appeared without warning on the purple prayer mat at the highest point.
His gaze swept across those below. When he saw the Twelve Ancestral Witches seated at the very back, a trace of barely perceptible satisfaction flashed deep within his eyes.
Though these twelve fellows were wild and untamed, and had even extorted two supreme treasures from him, so long as they had come, this arrangement could be considered barely complete.
"This lecture shall speak of the Sage's Path, and likewise the path of the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal."
Hongjun's voice was ethereal and elusive, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
"A Sage endures through myriad calamities without wearing away, touches karma without being stained. They endure with Heaven and exist alongside the Dao."
"Beneath a Sage, all are ants."
The moment Hongjun finished speaking, everyone below sucked in a breath of cold air, their eyes filled with fervor and longing.
Beneath a Sage, all were ants!
Those words were like a curse, deeply branded into every person's heart.
Afterward, Hongjun began expounding upon the profundities of the Sage's Path.
Unlike his previous two lectures,