Deep within the Wuliang Pure Land, in the Central Heavenly Palace, the many senior figures of the Wuliang Holy Land had gathered together today in a rare assembly. Even several supreme elders who had been in seclusion for years had been awakened one by one and arrived in their true bodies.
Terrifying auras spilled out naturally, as deep as abysses and vast as seas, filling the great hall and making even the void tremble faintly.
Among the many Holy Land elders seated there, not a single cultivator was below the Saint Realm. Most were Saint Kings powerful enough to hold sway over a region in the outside world and establish sects as founding patriarchs.
Not only that, even the youngest faces among them possessed extremely profound Saint Realm cultivation. They could be said to stand only a step away from the Saint King realm.
Clearly, however, they were merely juniors of the Wuliang Holy Land. At a deliberation over major decisions such as today's, these youngsters were only there to listen, respectfully occupying the lowest seats.
Seated farther forward were nearly ten supremely powerful Great Sages, each strong enough to dominate an entire region, yet now gathered together within the Wuliang Great Hall.
Divine Great Sage might radiated from their bodies, solemn in its order and blazing with boundless brilliance. As Dao Principles flowed around them, they resembled supreme heavenly gods, so dazzling that it was almost impossible to look directly at them.
In some Immortal Dao Lineages with relatively shallow foundations, a Great Sage was already the bedrock on which their continued existence depended. They might not produce even one in an entire lifetime, making such figures exceedingly precious and extraordinarily significant.
Yet today, these Great Sages could not even sit in the foremost row of the great hall.