"Please!"
True Person Ziyang smiled, took his seat, and occupied the third seat on the left, while Peony Fairy took the first seat on the right, allowing Cloth Sack Arhat and Pagoda-carrying Arhat to sit at the secondary and last seats respectively.
In this manner, the seven Mahayana had all taken their seats.
Outside the hall, the voices of the ritual singers had also reached their end, and a crowd of cultivators entered like a stream of fish and dragons, each taking their place to sit down.
Although there were hundreds of people, it wasn't crowded, nor did it feel distant, because the Formation's wonderful use made space mysterious; everyone felt as if they were in the center, directly below the seats of the Mahayana.
