After Qing Chen finished expounding the Dao, the No-Sentient-Beings Aspect Dharma Form, nearly eight hundred feet tall, gradually faded into nothingness;
yet the square remained so quiet that even a pin dropping could have been heard.
Everyone stared blankly at the figure standing atop the Five-Dragon Carriage;
they felt as though they were beholding a celestial person descending into the world. They stood dumbstruck for a long while, unable to utter a sound.
The first to recover were the rogue cultivators and the cultivators from small gangs and small lineages.
After all, they had understood the least and had the least to ponder afterward.
The Second-in-Command of the Iron Saber Society dropped with a thud and kowtowed heavily;
his forehead struck the hard flagstones with dull thumps.
Seemingly oblivious to the pain, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Thank you, True Person Qing, for the grace of imparting the Dao!
"Once this humble one returns, I will carve everything I heard and felt today onto the walls, without leaving out a single word, so that every cultivator remembers your kindness!"
Seeing this, several gang cultivators beside him hurriedly followed suit, kowtowing until their foreheads banged against the ground and their heads turned bright red.
Most of the Foundation Establishment cultivators also offered deep bows, paying him the respect due a teaching master. Every face was flushed with excitement, their eyes filled with reverence and gratitude.
Li Zexin of Withered Earth Island hurriedly straightened his clothes and headwear, then respectfully bowed with clasped hands all the way to the ground, saying:
"The section you just explained on Dragon-Tiger Union Producing True Qi was like clarified butter poured over my head, clearing away the thatch that blocked my understanding. I will never forget your immense kindness, even when all my