A thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.
The Three Extremes Dao Assembly begins as scheduled.
This is the summit gathering of the younger generation in the Three Extremes Domain, attended by celestial prodigies under three thousand years old, where demons emerge in great numbers.
Below the platform, a cloud sea surges, adorned by scattered rays of multicolored light, presenting a magnificent spectacle.
Above the Dao Platform, amidst the clouds, rows of floating jade couches are arranged irregularly.
Figures sit silently, Dao Rhymes around them thick as mountains, their aura unfathomable.
Though no words are exchanged, an invisible pressure permeates the air—each one a Dharma Master from the Three Great Immortal Mansions.
On the left jade couch, Dharma Master Qingxuan scans the crowd below, his voice gentle:
