Above the Feather Realm, noble figures stood within dazzling rays of immortal light. Every living being in the Feather Realm could see the phenomenon infinitely high above their world simply by looking up.
Ancient, noble, majestic...
At that moment, Lin Hao was on Phoenix Feather Mountain, expounding the Dao amid a gathering of immortals. Below him were many Feather Clan cultivators at Body Integration or above, and even several True Dragons at Mahayana had torn through space to arrive from the Scale Realm.
Lin Hao's discourse made no sound. There were only echoes of the Great Dao, heavenly flowers cascading down, and flowing Dao resonance.
Everyone naturally received the corresponding information through their Divine Souls, and everyone could deepen their comprehension of their own Dao Principles.
Only the Dao was imparted, not techniques, leaving everyone present utterly entranced.
Crack~ Crack~
Several Mahayana cultivators who had already been nearing the transformation limit now shone with immortal light, golden radiance flowing around them. They fully crossed the immortal-mortal divide, looking as though they were about to ride the wind away.
The cultivators who had crossed the immortal-mortal divide followed the Immortal Bridge that appeared in the sky to the clouds behind Lin Hao. There, they sat alongside the other immortals formed from his clones, their ascension forcibly suppressed by Lin Hao.
Still not coming to fetch me? Have they grown suspicious? Never mind. I'll gather a few more cultivators ready to ascend, then trace my way over through them.
Lin Hao was still building up his prize pool, but just then, something stirred faintly in his heart as he sensed a formidable power approaching.
The Apocalypse Great Dao within him trembled on its own, as though resonating with whoever was coming.
This made Lin Hao stop his discourse as well, and he