The Three Dao Ancestors of Unclear Purpose

The cloudlike artifact flashed past, its dense magical power clearly perceptible as it glowed a pale blue.

The farmers in the fields looked up at the clouds, unable to stop themselves from casting reverent gazes after them.

Several farmers even dropped to their knees, praying that the immortals would bless their young children or grant favorable winds and rains in the coming year.

They might not see a cultivator once in several decades, so naturally they treated them as immortals, wishing they could offer up the three sacrificial beasts.

Although the Daoist sects flourished in this world, their sects were all hidden deep within remote mountains and ancient forests. Ordinary people rarely came into contact with immortals, and with such a grand display, it was obvious that these immortal masters possessed no shallow cultivation.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Several more flying swords vanished beyond the horizon, neatly slicing apart the clouds.

The farmers suddenly sensed that something was amiss. Could demons have emerged in the northwest, drawing so many immortals there in droves?

The carriages and crowds on the official road all came to a halt, discussing the affairs of immortals.

Some well-informed traveling merchants connected it to rumors from over half a month ago and immediately turned around, retreating in the opposite direction.

They had heard that Sanqing Temple had completely sealed its mountain gate because of demons, and it was located in the northwest.

Perhaps the Daoist sects really were making such a tremendous fuss because of demons. They could only hope the calamity would not spread to ordinary people.

The truth was indeed as the mortals had expected. Streak after streak of escaping light approached Sanqing Temple, gathering the foremost figures of Daoist sects from all corners of the land.

They stopped outside the mountain gate. After a