A... sermon?
Throughout the ages, across the river of history, many were bewildered. What did this mean?
Some magnificent Dao Fruit Cultivators cast their gazes over, their expressions grave. They attempted to peer into the Daoist Palace but gained nothing. A Dao Fruit Cultivator's gaze was blocked, unable to penetrate it!
The Buddha Mother frowned slightly, feeling a headache coming on. 'Where did this sacred being pop out from? There are more and more of these unknown existences appearing lately.'
First, it was that Hongjun Daoist, who could occupy all possible futures and leave even the Ancient Ones helpless.
Now, a bizarre Daoist Palace has suddenly materialized. It was inscrutable and indistinct, seeming half a step higher than even the Great Chaos, imposing its presence across all of time!
