After these cultivators descended at the mountain gate, Phantom Sect disciples recorded their origins in a register. Then, with a shake of the hand, they rang a small chime on the table.
Amid wave after wave of melodious bells, disciples would proclaim their arrival in ringing voices.
"Island Master Ye of Twelve Docks offers congratulations!"
"Master Wu of Lingtian Gate offers congratulations!"
"Mu Zuowang of the Shenmu Lineage offers congratulations!"
"..."
With each proclamation, other Phantom Sect disciples led the cultivators deeper into the sect. For a time, streak after streak of rosy light crisscrossed the heavens, making for a bustling spectacle.
Today, within the Phantom Sect, colorful clouds filled the sky, immortal cranes wheeled and danced together, and even the restriction formations played a stretch of celestial music that refreshed the heart and delighted the eye.
Between the towers and palaces, beautiful female disciples stood in neat rows, carrying fine wine and immortal fruits as they flew in and out from time to time.
The scene was every bit an immortal sacred ground.
Even cultivators accustomed to the extraordinary grandeur of immortal sects could not help but marvel.
On the high platform in the plaza before Laojun Peak's main hall, nine people had already gathered. Every one of them was a mighty Nascent Soul cultivator.
As a super sect on this continent, the Phantom Sect naturally had far more than this number of Nascent Soul cultivators coming to offer congratulations.
Apart from the few who had just arrived, there were others who should still have been on the road.
At the same time, many old Nascent Soul monsters were either in life-and-death seclusion or traveling the world, so they could not attend in person.
However, major sects such as the Pure Land Sect, which had more than one Nascent