As time slowly passed, multicolored tunneling lights arrived one after another, and large forces from this realm gradually gathered around the meteor crater, a dense crowd of nearly four hundred people, creating a lively scene.
Standing in the most prominent position were naturally the Eight Ancient Clans led by the Sili Family, as well as top forces like the Star Constellation Palace, Lichen Island, and Heavenly Person Sect.
Other large forces could only keep their distance, clearly distinguishing themselves from them.
In the Da Chun Realm, there are a total of one hundred and eight cultivation families with at least one tribulation, thirty-eight second rank high gates, and only eight Three Tribulation Ancient Clans.
At this moment, all one hundred and eight large cultivation families were present around the meteor crater, positioning themselves in opposition to the sect forces in the east.
Besides these two factions with different standpoints, very few people stood on the north and south sides, but they all exuded an impressive aura, evidently people from otherworldly forces who traveled across realms.
Additionally, "lonely ghosts" like Zhao Sheng numbered only a dozen or so, and without exception, they voluntarily retreated to the south of the meteor crater.
Zhao Sheng surveyed the various forces, his gaze sweeping over each "eye-catching package," secretly matching the figures described in the Jade Scroll to the True Immortals present.
Meanwhile, those Golden Core Masters who obtained entry quotas were also secretly observing other petitors.
Zhao Sheng’s gaze suddenly sharpened as he spotted the childlike Bai Mei among the family groups and the "solemn-faced" Chen Dacheng.
He secretly memorized these details and then slowly shifted his gaze onward.
An hour later, a large expanse of white light suddenly surged from the bottom of the meteor crater, followed by a loud "crack," as the ground abruptly caved in, forming a large hole several miles in diameter. Rich and pure spiritual energy gushed out from the hole, instantly turning into a vast spirit rain that violently poured down.
The next moment, under everyone’s gaze, an enormous and heavy stone platform, entirely pure white, slowly rose from below into the air.
In the center of the stone platform stood a gray-white stone gate over twenty yards high.
The stone gate was tightly shut, carved with countless intricate and arcane ancient symbols.
At this moment, a figure enveloped in radiant light suddenly appeared in front of the stone gate.
The light receded, revealing an old man with a youthful appearance and white hair. He wore a robe adorned with white and gold threads, a high crown with a wide belt, and flowing long sleeves, resembling a figure from a fairy tale.
As soon as this person appeared, everyone’s gaze instantly focused on him.
"I am Mo Yanhai, representing the Nine Questions Immortal Sect, weling all of you to the centennial Moonlight Gathering." The high crowned white robed elder took two steps forward as numerous gazes focused on him, slightly cupping his hands, and casually surveyed the surroundings.
Even though his gaze just briefly swept over, Zhao Sheng still felt a piercing sensation, as if pricked by needles.
"Another unfathomable Divinity Transformation True Monarch..." Zhao Sheng shivered inwardly. Even though this man did not intentionally release any aura, the manding presence emanating from his speech and actions alone equaled the peak strength Zhao Sheng possessed in his past life.
"This time, the Moonlight Gathering will be presided over by me as usual. Although everyone should be well aware of the rules of the gathering by now, according to tradition, I am obliged to repeat them here."
The high crowned white robed elder’s calm voice spread out, his tone steady, giving an impression of sternness and gravity.
At this moment, the surroundings of the meteor crater were deathly silent, and no one dared to interrupt his words.
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