"The path ahead is the Heavenly Dao Palace," cautioned Master Miao Yu with utmost seriousness. "The saints, elite disciples, and elders are all awaiting there. You must not show any disrespect; otherwise, if you die, your Dao will be annihilated, and no one will be able to save you!"
These disciples had been personally assessed by him, and any lapse in manners on their part would also bring shame upon him.
The prodigies all nodded, their tension growing.
"I never expected the saints to be so merciless, deceived by the ancients," grumbled Mo Xuanzi in a whisper behind Qin Jun, voicing the common sentiment of all the prodigies.
In the cosmos, records about the saints always depicted them as beings without desires who sought the welfare of all living creatures.
Much like how the Immortal Realm propagates the image of gods to the lower realms, they are always portrayed in a positive light, revered by mortals.
