Slowly, the sound of the Great Dao gradually disappeared, but the hall that was filled with figures was quiet as if there was no one. Lin Xuan felt that other than his breathing, there was no sound in the entire hall.
Everyone seized this precious opportunity to meditate and comprehend. Whether they could grasp the opportunity depended on whether they could comprehend it.
However, according to past practices, as long as one could receive the fortuitous encounter, they could generally increase their cultivation realm.
Lin Xuan, who was sitting on the top of the golden hall, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze looked into the distance, as if he was looking at the void or into the distance.
Only Lin Xuan knew that he saw another world in his eyes, like a Divine Realm.
He quickly disappeared from the hall like a red light.
