As time passed, all of Mount Sumeru soon became packed with people.
This grand occasion drew countless onlookers.
In truth, many mighty cultivators had long since lost interest in listening to a Sage lecture on the Dao.
They had already understood everything they needed to understand and learned everything they needed to know.
Even Hongjun's condition was known to quite a few people throughout the Primordial World.
Why did even Laozi and the others pay so little heed to Hongjun's status?
Because he would soon merge with the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao was utterly fair and impartial; as long as their actions did not violate its rules, they would be in no danger.
Since that was the case, why should they bow and scrape before certain people anymore?
Many powerful cultivators shared that thought.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked at Zhunti. "Wait another three days. The Dao lecture will begin then."
Sage Zhunti nodded. "All right, I'll send word immediately. The Sages have all arrived, even Tongtian. Jieyin is the only one who hasn't come."
He had already notified Jieyin, and everyone from the Buddhist Sect's sacred land was to return as soon as possible.
Jieyin's unexpected breakthrough this time had left him rather addicted to traveling among the Ten Thousand Races.
As he wandered the Primordial World, he rescued the weak of the Ten Thousand Races, performed good deeds, and accumulated virtue. He had truly done a great deal of good.
While taking pleasure in it, he could also vaguely feel his cultivation approaching another breakthrough.
Naturally, he received Sage Zhunti's message immediately.
Even so, he was in no great hurry to return.
In his view, he had already embarked on his own Sage Dao, and his teacher Hongjun's path no longer suited him.
The Buddhist Sect had called