Three Saints of Immortal Dao, Heaven's Will

Boom—

As the gates of the Purple Cloud Palace opened, the Great Luo entered one after another. This time, none of them fought to seize a place. Instead, they sat according to their previous seats.

All the Great Luo remained silent, waiting in anticipation.

Before long, Jiang Changsheng appeared. Without wasting words, he began expounding the Dao.

This sermon likewise lasted three thousand years. After Jiang Changsheng sent them away, he waited another ten thousand years before the third sermon arrived.

This time, all the Great Luo were nervous. More than half had already given up hope, but they still wished to seize this opportunity. If they could gain any enlightenment, they would grasp it as tightly as possible.

After entering the hall and taking their seats, the Great Luo wore varying expressions, and the atmosphere was grave.

Even Aurora Divine Lord frowned. Up to this point, none of the Great Luo had comprehended the Great Luo Divine Appearance. Their hearts were filled with pressure. No one believed they had victory in the bag. Becoming the Dao Ancestor's direct disciple was far too difficult.

"North Dipper, how do you feel?"

The Sword God sat beside North Dipper True Man and asked quietly.

North Dipper True Man's expression was stern. He gave a slight shake of his head, his silence already conveying his meaning.

Other Shore Dao Sovereign looked toward Supreme Kunlun. Supreme Kunlun's brows were tightly furrowed, his face clouded with worry.

Other Shore Dao Sovereign then looked toward Dao Kunlun, only to find him calm and composed. His heart jolted.

Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, Dao Kunlun had created the Eight Trigrams Technique and claimed to have grasped the cultivation method for the Great Luo Divine Appearance. Though he later clarified that it was merely a