Feng Ange's appearance thrust the celebration into its climax.
Everyone's gaze toward Feng Ange was full of reverence and fervor.
For the Golden Core Cultivators present, the Nascent Soul was their ultimate goal to pursue.
Feng Ange broke the thousands of years of restraint in the Bai City region without a Nascent Soul, giving them hope.
If Feng Ange could do it, then so could they.
"Today, this seat has ascended to the Nascent Soul Realm, and I share this joy with all fellow daoists,"
Feng Ange stood on the high stage, his jade arm raised, a wine cup suddenly in his hand, which he drained in one gulp.
All the guests at the event also raised their wine cups and emptied them in unison.
After drinking.
Feng Ange's figure then disappeared from the high stage.
The guests who had come to witness the ceremony were not too surprised by Feng Ange's sudden departure.
