Jinling.

Streaks of flowing light descended one after another.

Cultivators who were rarely seen before seemed to suddenly become a common sight.

On the streets, one could almost see everywhere Taoists and Daoist Nuns wearing Fang Xian or Zhengyi Dao robes, their expressions solemn.

It must be said that while satisfying the eyes of the people of Jinling, it also gave them a sense of reassurance.

After all, the Night of the Stars had just passed, and every household feared the return of monsters.

Now, with such a group of cultivators present, the entire Jinling City felt much more at ease.

What the ordinary citizens did not know was that these ordinary Daoist disciples were only here to pave the way.

The true protagonists—the Daoist Great Saints—had yet to make their appearance.

This time, Jinling was chosen as the venue for the 'All Saints Conference', gathering talents from all directions, and drawing the eyes of the entire Cultivation World.

During this period, Zhong Shenxiu kept a low profile, publicly claiming to be in seclusion for cultivation.

In reality, he was continuously discussing with two Daoist Ancestors on how to address the upcoming Heavenly Demon Tribulation and other issues.

Finally, the night arrived.

The moonlight in the sky was bright, and the clear moonlight bathed the earth.

Zhong Shenxiu stepped out of the seclusion chamber, lightly tapped his foot, and turned into a streak of flowing light, merging into the moonlight and swiftly disappearing into the distance.

Creak!

A window not far away opened, and Princess Tianluo gazed at this scene in a daze, an indescribable look of envy in her eyes…

…

The location for the All Saints Conference was Xuanwu Mountain outside Jinling City.

Zhong Shenxiu had inquired early and at this time rode the escaping light, arriving swiftly.

After landing on the ground, he immediately saw an acquaintance.

"Fellow Daoist Ziyi!"

"Fellow Daoist Fang Lang, long time no see. I heard you've been dedicatedly cultivating in seclusion, truly a man of steadfast Dao Heart," praised the Ziyi Great Saint.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Shenxiu's expression turned a bit peculiar, but he soon collected himself: "The realm above the Great Saint is but a legend to us... Cultivation is merely the accumulation of primal energy. This time, who knows how many Great Saints will arrive..."

Regarding the number of Great Saints in this realm, even the Taoist sects might not know for sure.

However, at this time, on the peak of Xuanwu Mountain, in a large open-air conference room, more than twenty were already scatteredly seated on stone chairs.

"That man in black robes is the Daoist Master of Fang Xian Dao—Gongyang Chang!"

Ziyi introduced to Zhong Shenxiu: "Our sect master has also arrived. Would you like me to introduce you?"

At the Great Saint level, even the Taoist sects sought to win over.

"Apologies, I prefer being an unfettered Loose Cultivator. Besides... after achieving sainthood, one's Dao conduct can hardly be improved... This is a problem unsolvable by both sects."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed and politely declined.

Meanwhile, he also glanced at the Daoist Master of Zhengyi Dao, noticing his robe adorned with flickering Spirit Talismans, resembling a youthful old man with white hair and eyebrows, exuding an immortal aura.

As long as the true form isn't revealed, he could still deceive quite a few people.

Zhong Shenxiu found a spot to meditate by himself, waiting for another hour until Gongyang Chang slowly spoke: "For this All Saints Conference, apart from those who must guard certain places, most of the fellow Daoists have arrived. It's indeed a grand event in this realm."

Zhong Shenxiu opened his eyes and saw there were a total of thirty-five Great Saints present.

Among them were Meng Nanhua, Zhou Yi, Li Xuan, and Banshan.

Some Great Saints, upon noticing his gaze, smiled kindly in return, while others remained expressionless, showcasing the myriad of human conditions.

As practitioners, Gongyang Chang spoke directly. After exchanging a few words of pleasantries, he delved into the main issue: "With the abnormal actions of monster clans, combined with previous cases like the escape of [Heart Demon Prince], the Sea Clan's unrest, and the chaos in Jinling from the stars, it's roughly deducible that another Heavenly Demon Tribulation is imminent."

The moment he spoke, even though it was expected, many Great Saints still had heavy expressions.

"In as short as three months or as long as a year, the portals in every Heavenly Demon Battlefield will inevitably open, ushering in monstrous tides, possibly even breeding great calamities!"

Gongyang Chang said coldly: "We Great Saints must prepare accordingly."

'It should be six months later…'

Below the platform, Zhong Shenxiu inwardly murmured to himself.

The so-called Heavenly Demon Tribulation is, in fact, when those five Old Gods make their move.

And after discussing with those two Daoist Ancestors these past days, he was already very clear about it.

And has even gained a more lucid understanding of the essence of this world.

As a Dao Fruit, these Great Saints, mortals... were actually the 'rationality' of that powerful being, while the five Innate Tai and the five ancient, Old Gods outside represented 'madness'!

It seems that this powerful being is actually severely injured.

If not for seeking external aid, having Time's Ouroboros and the Master of Doors help suppress, this last land of rationality might have long vanished.

At that time, perhaps the true body of that powerful being would also fall into the state of Dao transformation, bringing disastrous consequences and impacts.

'Is the Primordial Battlefield actually this perilous?'

Zhong Shenxiu's heart was filled with awe.

It's a war only truly powerful beings can join, involving countless universe dimensions, spaces, worlds... even faintly related to the Origin Star.

'One day, I too must step onto the Primordial Battlefield to witness the scenery there.'

Zhong Shenxiu secretly set a small cultivation goal for himself.

At this time, Gongyang Chang and the Daoist Master of Zhengyi Dao, Gu Wuwang, said in unison: "With all matters settled, do all fellow Daoists agree with our action to issue the Taoist Talismanic Decree?"

Although a few Great Saints frowned, none voiced objections.

After all, with the impending Heavenly Demon Tribulation, integrating all forces was indeed necessary.

"Very well! Let us proceed."

Gu Wuwang nodded, taking out a Dharma Seal glistening with spiritual light, placing it onto a bright yellow talisman.

Immediately, the Great Saints worked together, erecting an altar and placing the talisman with the Dharma Seal atop it.

"Daoist Master of Zhengyi, implore… Taisu Daoist Ancestor to descend!"

Gu Wuwang was the first to bow sincerely, chanting a section of Daoist Divine Spell, communicating with that great existence in the unknown.

'If you really communicate with your ancestors, you wouldn't survive, nor would you Dao transform…'

Zhong Shenxiu saw very clearly that after Gu Wuwang chanted the Divine Spell, his information was transmitted to the Master of Doors.

With the stature of the Master of Doors, and the omnipresent power and supreme divine thought…

It can be said, as long as a cultivator exists in this realm, there is no one capable of escaping His perception.

The next moment, a terrifying aura descended.

Upon the altar, the talisman slowly floated into the air, igniting without wind, emitting a strong spiritual power wave, scanning all directions with unparalleled reach.

Zhong Shenxiu was hit by a surge of spiritual tide, and saw an illusory talisman attempting to form in his sea of consciousness, with faint characters on it.

However, with a move of Great Saint level mana, this talisman was thoroughly refined and disappeared without a trace.

'As expected... one must reach the Great Saint Realm to have enough capital to resist the Talismanic Decree…'

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