All the immortals gathered in front of Xihe Palace. Wang Cong saw that there were so densely packed that there might be more than 100,000 of them. They were all immortal-level powers.
Xihe was surrounded by lavender flames, floating in the air. The lavender flames were like a layer of hazy purple smoke in the morning glow, making Xihe look like a fairy flying to the moon.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xihe spoke slowly: "Everyone, this opportunity that comes once every 4,320 years is right before our eyes. I will not say any more. Let's go to Ganyuan to take up positions and gain insights into cultivation at close range!"
Xihe took the lead and flew forward, followed by the deputy hall masters. Wang Cong, Master Taixuan and Chi Xiao were together.
The immortals moved very fast and arrived at Ganyuan in less than half an hour. When they got here, they could see the purple light breaking through the sky. Wang Cong also got the picture information from Tianwaitian. The purple light actually shot directly onto the barrier of the world.
In Ganyuan, in addition to the rich purple light that was as solid as substance, there were also waves. That was the pure spiritual essence of heaven and earth, containing the spiritual essence of the laws of heaven. Standing here, one could feel the breath of the laws of heaven and earth. It seemed that as long as one was willing, a little practice would allow one to absorb the breath of these laws.
When the immortals from Xihe Palace arrived here, there were already scattered practitioners meditating and practicing in some places, without any defense at all.
Xihe pointed to an empty valley and said, "This is the location of Xihe Palace. Let's go in and practice."
Wang Cong was thoughtful. It seemed that the masters of each hall had secretly divided their respective spheres of influence; and those scattered cultivators also consciously did not invade these places.
Wang Cong and Master Taixuan stood in the valley without moving, just watching quietly.
"Why don't you go in? This is an opportunity that only comes once in four thousand years." Xihe was very curious.
Wang Cong smiled slightly: "Your Highness, the way of cultivation in Shangguo is somewhat different from here."
In this case, Xihe nodded and said, "Then please two of you protect me."
After Xihe finished speaking, he stood on the top of the mountain, closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation. Wang Cong and Master Taixuan looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. But it was also clear that all those who practiced here had no defense, and no one dared to make trouble.
Other hall masters and teams in the distance also arrived one after another, but all of them consciously found their own positions and did not disturb their surroundings.
Wang Cong looked silently. In addition to the Zhurong Hall, Dijiang Hall, Tianhao Hall, Houtu Hall, Chenxi Hall, etc. that he had recently come into contact with, there were many more unfamiliar ones. But through the flags and the dress of the leading hall master, combined with the information he had seen recently, Wang Cong could roughly infer a few, including Wuyang Hall, Xuannv Hall, Yonghe Hall, Changle Hall, Qingyang Hall, Kunyang Hall, Shouyang Hall, Chongwu Hall, Langya Hall, etc. There were also some that he really didn't recognize.
In fact, the few "palaces" mentioned above are already within a radius of tens of millions of miles; but there are many more that come from farther away.
The opening of Ganyuan is an important 'festival' that attracts the attention of the entire Lihuotian. It opens once every sixty years, and a cycle is completed every 360 years. Now it is a large cycle of once every 4,120 years, a number of Shangyuan, which contains the opportunity of becoming a Daluo Jinxian. You can imagine the sensation it caused.