Over a meditation cushion, thousands of Great Luo cultivators clamored as though they were browsing a vegetable market.
Yet they dared not come to blows, fearing the Sage would blame them.
Only after the forty-eight meditation cushions had more or less found their owners did that imposing voice ring out again: "Silence!"
At that command, the clamor instantly ceased.
Everyone's gaze converged on the Cloud Bed at the very top of the Main Hall.
A Daoist appeared out of thin air and sat on the Cloud Bed. His gaze swept over the many cultivators, lingering briefly on Ao Can before he spoke calmly. "I shall impart the Dao to all under Heaven and Earth. All methods are yours to comprehend. How much you can grasp depends entirely on your fortune..."
"Thank you, Sage!"
Hearing that the Sage would impart the Dao, everyone was filled with excitement.
For them, Great Luo was already the end of the road. Who did not wish to advance another step and attain supreme freedom upon their own Dao?
Neither sorrow nor joy showed on the Daoist's face as profound Dao sounds issued from his mouth.
In an instant, the entire Main Hall became an ocean of three thousand laws. Like so many keys, the supreme Dao sounds opened doors the cultivators before him had never seen.
At this moment, the meditation cushions were of no use to them anymore. Everyone was immersed in listening to the Dao.
Some savored it, their faces filled with satisfaction.
Some stamped their feet and beat their chests, wailing.
Some were utterly bewildered, at a loss for what to do.
Some were immersed in it, unable to pull themselves free.
The myriad faces of all living beings were displayed among these Great Luo cultivators at this moment.
Within the ocean