Chapter 82

Atop Mount Wudang, a cluster of magnificent palaces stood tall, shimmering with a dazzling brilliance. These structures were gilded, with roofs, walls, and even the ground paved in pure gold, casting a blinding, hypnotic radiance. The entire complex resembled a golden fortress, evoking a sense of solemn, majestic, and inviolable sanctity. Inside and outside the main gate, rows of disciples in Taoist robes stood in perfect formation. Their expressions were reverent, their postures erect, and they held various weapons as if they were a well-trained army. They were of all ages, yet every face beamed with piety toward the Tao and loyalty to their sect. "Welcome, Miaodao Tianzun." "Welcome, Miaodao Tianzun." "Welcome, Miaodao Tianzun."