The Myriad Races Pay Homage, Lin An Preaches the Dao!

Lin An smiled as he listened to everyone's words.

"The matter of the Origin Pill is naturally not a problem; you all just need to prepare the materials."

"We'll discuss this matter again after this sermon."

Lin An naturally wouldn't refuse a Eternal Rank, heavenly treasure delivered right to his door.

Seeing that Lin An agreed, everyone showed expressions of joy.

With just one more Origin Pill, they would be close to breaking through, and with a little more effort, they might even be able to break through in one fell swoop.

After chatting for a while, almost all the beings of all races had entered the training ground.

"Gentlemen, it's about time. We should show ourselves," Lin An said with a smile as he stood up.

"Fellow Daoist is right, please go first."

"We have come here with great humility, and we are deeply grateful for your kindness."

Everyone made way and followed Lin An into the temple.

Inside the dojo.

At this time, a large number of powerful individuals from various races had gathered, numbering in the tens of millions.

It could be said that all races came to pay homage.

Even with so many people present, the entire dojo still felt extremely spacious.

Although there were many people, the entire dojo was quite quiet.

After all, it's not easy to attend a lecture by the Eternal Realm expert. If you get thrown out of the dojo because you're too noisy, that would be a huge loss.

Buzz...

At that moment, ripples appeared in the void at the center of the temple, and a golden lotus materialized out of thin air.

Before the lotus petals even opened, the sound of the Great Dao resounded from the void, causing many powerful figures to tremble and gain some insight.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, as if propelled by an invisible force, the golden lotus began to slowly bloom.

The petals unfolded one by one, each shimmering with dazzling light, and in the center of the blooming lotus, a lotus platform appeared.

Everyone's expression tightened, and their gazes fell on the figure sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform.

The figure was shrouded in a faint halo, obscuring his face, but everyone knew that this was none other than Lin An, the ancestor of the Human Race.

But then, all the living beings showed expressions of surprise.

They discovered that, in addition to the Human Race ancestor sitting cross-legged in the center of the lotus platform, nine other figures were also sitting cross-legged around him.

At first, some people didn't realize what was happening, but they quickly recognized the nine figures.

"That's Ao Zhuo, the ancestor of the Dragon Race. I didn't expect him to be here too."

"Those seem to be the ancestors of the Phoenix Race and the Nether Race..."

"What's going on? Wasn't it the Human Race's ancestor giving a sermon? Why are the ancestors of these top races showing up too?"

"Since they are all at the Eternal Realm, could it be that these ancestors have also come to listen to the sermons of the Human Race's ancestors?"

"..."

Everyone was incredulous, never expecting that they would see ten Eternal Realm Ancestors this time, whom they rarely saw on ordinary days.

"The sermon begins!"

At this moment, Lin An spoke calmly.

As the voice faded, the entire training ground seemed to freeze. The voice possessed a magical power, instantly calming everyone's minds and putting them in their optimal state.

At the same time, the lotus platform beneath Lin An emitted a faint spiritual light, enveloping the entire dojo, and the flow of time also changed accordingly.

Countless streams of chaotic essence circulated, condensing into Dao-patterned cushions beneath each person.

Some observant beings discovered that the Dao-patterned futon beneath them was perfectly suited to their own bodies.

Immediately afterwards, Lin An began to preach. As the sound of his sermon filled the air, the entire temple was enveloped in a profound and mysterious atmosphere.

Above the sky, chaotic clouds surged and condensed into a Dao diagram that covered the heavens, from which endless Dao essence permeated.

Countless golden lotuses imbued with Daoist charm sprouted from the void, each lotus leaf displaying different Daoist patterns, swaying gently and helping all living beings enhance their cultivation insights.

At this moment, everyone was lost in contemplation, and as time passed, no living being felt anything.

As time passed, some creatures gradually began to reap the benefits.

On the east side of the dojo, a Immortal Realm Seventh Grade tortoise suddenly unleashed its aura, and the patterns of the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Chaos appeared on its shell.

As these patterns flowed, his realm broke through in the next instant, directly reaching the Immortal Eighth Grade.

On the west side of the dojo, a powerful member of the Heavenly Sword Race, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly rose into the air. His sword was bathed in golden light, and his body began to transform, with his aura rapidly surging.

Several plant and tree spirits to the south of the dojo radiated an emerald-like glow.

Their bodies grew rapidly, transforming into towering ancient trees in the blink of an eye. Their vitality leaped forward at this moment, reaching new heights.

All living beings were immersed in a deep state of enlightenment, and the cultivation levels of many beings increased dramatically at a visible rate.

The Daoist aura emanating from his body even distorted and deformed the space around him.

Fortunately, Lin An had already considered this when he established the training ground. Each living being is actually in an independent space, so even if their cultivation breaks through, it will not affect other living beings.

Within the Daoist aura-filled space, all living beings are growing stronger.

Lin An, seated serenely in the center of the lotus platform, remained calm and composed.

Every word he uttered changed the fate of those who listened, containing profound Daoist wisdom. Even powerful figures like Ao Zhuo, who were at the Eternal Realm, were captivated by his words.

Cultivation knows no time.

A month passed quickly outside, but within the dojo, due to Lin An's time acceleration, more than two hundred years had actually passed.

On this day, as Lin An uttered his last word, the Daoist chant also came to an end.

But all living beings remained immersed in a state of enlightenment, and it took several more days for them to awaken.

"I've broken through to the Immortal Ninth Grade? That's way too fast!"

"That's it? I haven't had enough! I wish it could go on for hundreds or thousands of years."

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I have gained a great deal from this trip."

"..."

Upon regaining consciousness, the myriad races were initially filled with uncertainty, but then they all rose and bowed to Lin An.

All living beings benefited greatly from this sermon.

Previously, the lowest level in the dojo was around the Immortal Seventh Grade, but now even the lowest level has reached the Immortal Eighth Grade.

The most crucial thing is not the improvement of one's cultivation level. As long as there are resources, one's cultivation level can still be improved given time.

The most crucial thing is to gain a deeper understanding of the Great Dao and the path they will take in the future. In this way, they will have no bottlenecks in their future cultivation and will be able to progress more smoothly than before.

"This sermon is now concluded. You may all leave."

Lin An said something, and then disappeared with Ao Zhuo and the others.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wanjun and other high-ranking Human Race began to evacuate everyone in an orderly manner.

The month-long sermon ended, but its impact among all races did not.