From the distant high sky, a burst of loud laughter suddenly echoed.

Accompanying the laughter, a blue streak of light shot from afar, plunged into the golden light barrier, and hovered outside the white jade platform.

"Luo Qinghai of Cangliu Palace is here to attend the ceremony!"

Along with a resounding voice, a hundred-zhang-sized water-blue giant flower bloomed from the blue light. Within it stood more than a dozen figures, all wearing blue robes, their cultivation auras not to be underestimated.

Upon seeing this, the members of Zhulong Dao were in an uproar, clearly shocked.

This Luo Qinghai was none other than the current Palace Master of Cangliu Palace, one of the three major forces in the Northern Cold Immortal Domain, on par with Zhulong Dao.

While the information about Cangliu Palace flashed through Han Li's mind, he, like the others, turned his gaze to the high sky.

Within the blue giant flower, a rather large golden dragon chair was placed, upon which sat a tall, thin middle-aged man with snow-like frost hair.

This man had a kind face, with eyes as blue as the sea, which seemed quite special. His aura was as vast as the sea, causing Han Li to feel secretly alarmed even from such a distance.

Behind Luo Qinghai, the dozen or so people standing there also looked dignified and spirited.

Among them was one who looked no more than twenty years old. Although a man, he was quite handsome, with skin as white as that of a delicate maiden. If not for the lack of curves on his chest, it would have been easy to mistake him for a woman.

Although he also wore a blue robe, the collar and cuffs were different from the others, embroidered with wavy golden trim, making his attire somewhat similar to Luo Qinghai's.

"Palace Master Luo has graced us with his presence. Ouyang Kuishan has failed to welcome you from afar," Ouyang Kuishan said, taking a step forward and bowing respectfully. The other chief and deputy Dao Lords also stood up at this moment.

"Haha, it's rare for Daoist Baili to emerge from seclusion, and his insights into the Five Declines are unique. Each time he opens an altar to preach, it is a grand event in the Immortal Domain. How could I miss it?" Luo Qinghai said with a hearty laugh.

After some pleasantries, he did not alight on the platform like the previous guests, but instead suspended the blue giant flower at the same height as the platform, facing it from afar.

Just as the Cangliu Palace contingent had settled down, another silver-white chariot came speeding through the air. Eight silver-scaled dragon horses flapped their wings, pulling the chariot, carrying seven or eight people, and hovering on the other side of the platform.

"The Northern Cold Immortal Palace is here to attend the ceremony," a beautiful woman at the head of the chariot said.

"Deputy Palace Master Xueying has arrived. A rare guest indeed," Ouyang Kuishan said, rising to greet her.

However, compared to the previous Cangliu Palace, the emotional tone in his voice was noticeably weaker.

Among the twelve Golden Immortals, apart from Ouyang Kuishan, Daoist Huyan also showed some displeasure in his gaze towards the Immortal Palace group, glancing at them before looking away.

The people of the Immortal Palace did not seem to care, greeting Luo Qinghai on the other side before hovering on the other side of the platform.

After the arrival of these two major forces, no more members of external sects appeared.

After about an incense stick's worth of time, Ouyang Kuishan whispered a few words to the Golden Immortal Dao Lords beside him, then suddenly rose and swept his gaze across the dense ocean of people in the square, shouting loudly.

"The time has come. Welcome Daoist Baili."

The voice was not loud, but it was clear in the ears of everyone in the square, as if spoken right beside them.

In the next moment, everyone, including those on the high platform, stood up.

"Welcome Daoist Baili!"

All the elders and disciples of Zhulong Dao shouted in unison.

The sound reverberated throughout the square, echoing continuously.

In the next moment, ripples of strange fluctuations suddenly appeared in the originally clear sky. A ball of crimson flame slowly emerged from it, then turned from red to gold, shining brightly and becoming extremely dazzling.

At the same time, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure emanated from the sun-like ball of light, instantly suppressing all around and silencing White Jade Peak completely.

Then, a figure stepped out of the ball of light and landed on the high platform in the next moment.

This person looked only thirty or forty years old, with skin slightly reddish, translucent and radiant, like crimson jade, without a single flaw.

He was tall and upright, with a solemn face, two sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, and a pair of tiger eyes that radiated authority. He had a head of crimson hair, tied up with a jeweled golden crown. He wore a fire-red robe, embroidered with dragon cloud patterns.

Han Li's eyes flickered slightly upon seeing this.

Needless to say, the newcomer was none other than Baili Yan, the first Dao Lord of Zhulong Dao, rumored to be half a step into the Grand Unity realm!

"Brother Luo, it's been more than a hundred thousand years since the Battle of Cangqing Sea, hasn't it?" Baili Yan's gaze fell on the Cangliu Palace side, and he laughed heartily.

"If Brother Baili didn't seclude himself so often, you and I would have plenty of time to sit down and discuss the Dao..." Luo Qinghai said teasingly.

"Deputy Palace Master Xueying has also come!" Baili Yan laughed after hearing this, then turned to greet the Immortal Palace.

"Daoist Baili's heroic demeanor is undiminished. Your emergence from seclusion this time probably brings you closer to the Grand Unity realm. I would like to congratulate you in advance," the beautiful woman said, nodding slightly.

"Hehe, Daoist Xueying is too kind. If the Jade Immortal realm were truly so easy to advance to, why would I have secluded myself so many times?" Baili Yan said with a hearty laugh.

The beautiful woman just smiled faintly, saying nothing more.

"It is my good fortune to meet everyone here today, and I consider it a fate with Baili Yan. Today, I will share the Dao I have comprehended in my past cultivation with you all, hoping to resolve your doubts and help you take a step further on this path against the heavens."

Having said that, his gaze swept calmly across the front, as if surveying the people before him, or inspecting the entire Zhulong Dao. His manner was like that of a mortal king, surveying his kingdom and territory, with an aura of dominance and contempt for the heroes.

Then, he suddenly turned around, returned to the purple desk in the center of the high platform, and sat down cross-legged.

Dozens of Golden Immortal Dao Lords and Deputy Dao Lords of Zhulong Dao and members of friendly sects sat on either side of him, all with solemn expressions, like Arhats serving the Buddha in a worldly temple.

"Dong, dong, dong."

Three loud chimes rang out, and a strange vibration immediately spread throughout the mountain range.

Han Li felt a slight ripple on the surface of his heart lake, and a sense of stability and peace arose in his soul.

All the remaining noises in the White Jade Peak dojo disappeared, and there was silence and solemnity between heaven and earth.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast, the beginning of all things, nothing is without Dao. The sun, moon, stars and rivers move with Dao, all living things are born with Dao, and the flowers wither and leaves change with Dao..." Baili Yan looked straight ahead, speaking slowly, his voice surprisingly upright and peaceful.

His voice did not seem unusual at first. Those who were a little farther away even found it a little blurred.

But after a while, these voices began to spread back and forth between the surrounding peaks.

Echoes upon echoes overlapped, leisurely and swaying, both as shocking to the mind as a bronze bell and as lingering as the sounds of Brahman in a Buddhist kingdom.

Everyone was immersed in this strange sound. As for what Baili Yan was actually saying in his words, it became distant and near, making it somewhat difficult to hear clearly.

However, it was precisely this atmosphere that made them unknowingly immerse themselves, making them feel comfortable in both their mind and body.

Among them, many who grasped the essence felt that the flow of mana in their bodies had suddenly become much smoother, and some of the bottlenecks and constraints in their past cultivation seemed to have loosened somewhat.

However, most of those who could feel this so clearly were monks below the Mahayana stage. As for those True Immortal Realm monks, although they occasionally had wonderful insights, they were far less obvious than them.

As for Han Li, although he could roughly understand the meaning of the explanation, he could not feel the kind of mysterious mood that others could experience.

This cannot be blamed on him. It was really because his soul was so powerful that it far exceeded that of his peers. Even ordinary Golden Immortals could not compare, so a Zhulong Dao Golden Immortal Dao Lord's preaching and discussion of the Dao was not enough to shake his mind.

What's more, within the crystal wall condensed by the Eye of Truth and the Palm Heaven Bottle, Han Li had already heard the nameless big-eared monk preach. That was a true preaching that penetrated the mysteries of the Great Dao.

Compared to here, it was far behind.

Although Han Li was a little disappointed, he did not take any other actions, but sat cross-legged in his seat, closed his eyes, and listened attentively.

After all, the other party was already half a step into the Grand Unity Realm, and the Great Dao they described could more or less have some gains.

As time passed, it was soon past three poles in the sun and noon.

The voice of the First Dao Lord was still echoing between the peaks, intermittently, even spreading far into the city in the mountain col, making the once noisy and bustling streets of the city quiet down.

"...As the saying goes, Heaven and Man have Five Declines, and True Immortals face Three Declines. Fortune and misfortune have no door, Heaven descends on its own. Either the law disappears, or the body perishes, or the orifices are sealed... All kinds of calamities are your suffering, only diligent hard work can slightly avoid and drive them away, even if..."

When Baili Yan spoke to this point, all the True Immortals on the White Jade Platform leaned forward slightly, looking intently.

Even the Golden Immortals adjusted their sitting posture slightly and listened attentively.

Han Li couldn't help frowning, surprised and puzzled by the meaning of his words.

He turned his head to look at Qi Liang beside him, but saw that his brows were furrowed and his expression was very focused, as if he did not want to miss a single word of what Baili Yan was saying.

Han Li hesitated slightly, and when Baili Yan paused between speaking, he transmitted his voice to him and asked, "Daoist Qi, may I ask what are the Three Declines and what are the Five Declines?"

"Brother Li, you don't even know that True Immortals have the calamity of the Three Declines?" Qi Liang turned his eyes over, with a look of disbelief on his face, and transmitted his voice.

"Please tell me one or two things, Brother Qi," Han Li replied, his expression moved.