Mount Sumeru.
Zizai Palace.
Nearly a thousand great beings gathered here. Though expressions of helplessness shadowed their faces, their eyes burned with unwavering resolve. Upon entering Zizai Palace, these beings were struck by a wave of nostalgia; many had listened to sermons here long ago. Back then, they were merely Taiyi Golden Immortals or Daluo Golden Immortals. It was the Magic Dao taught to them by the Ancestor of Magic that had allowed them to advance their cultivation further. Now, returning to Zizai Palace, they were all Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals.
Countless eons ago, of the three thousand great beings who once sat here, some had fallen, and others had remained as mere ants. Yet, these eight hundred had ascended to the rank of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals. The grace of receiving the Dao was a debt to be repaid with their lives! What did death matter if it served to uphold the dignity of the Magic Dao?
Chapter 690