At this moment, the pinnacle powerhouses among these myriad beings stood cautiously before the colossal, sky-like purple palace, all harboring hearts of truth-seeking and full of reverence.
No one dared to speak, as if this moment had frozen the entire space into a state of complete stasis.
However, it could be seen that, apart from a few exceptions, the other powerful figures of various races bore some form of injury to a greater or lesser extent.
Obviously, the ten-year journey of truth-seeking was also a difficult trial.
Many did not reach the end and encountered terrifying calamities, choosing either to retreat or to perish.
The Great Dao is difficult, so is the pursuit of truth.
Yet even if they had conflicts among themselves, disputes over the Great Dao, or hatreds from the Nine Springs, here, each was remarkably well-behaved.
No one dared act recklessly before this majestic palace.
