"Li brother, you're a bit late! Look, all the good spots up there have been taken." Qi Liang said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. Hearing, understanding, and comprehending is enough. Why bother about the distance of the seat?" Han Li shook his head, seemingly unconcerned.

"Hehe, no wonder you've improved so much in your cultivation, Li brother! I'm afraid that within ten thousand years, once you advance to the later stage, you'll have a seat among those thirty-six. Don't forget about me then, Qi." Qi Liang chuckled.

"You jest, Qi brother. Unless I can directly comprehend the Great Dao at this lecture, how could I possibly advance so quickly in merely ten thousand years?" Han Li blinked and gave a wry smile.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen you these last few days, Li brother. Could it be that you've found some good materials and secret treasures?" Qi Liang laughed, changing the subject.

"Good materials and secret treasures are not so easily obtained, or they wouldn't be called good materials and secret treasures. I suddenly had some urgent matters to attend to these past few days, which delayed me, and that's why I rushed here." Han Li chuckled, speaking vaguely.

"Yes, I thought I could take advantage of this once-in-ten-thousand-year event to search for some good things, but I still haven't found anything..." Qi Liang sighed softly, deeply agreeing.

As Han Li and Qi Liang were chatting casually, they suddenly heard a deafening buzz from the high sky.

The two quickly looked up at the sound.

They saw auspicious clouds rolling in the high sky, and a huge purple lightning suddenly fell from it, pointing directly at a certain place on the white jade platform, turning into a dazzling light.

After the light converged, a dozen figures emerged from it.

The leading one was wearing a purple robe, with very ordinary features, a square face and thin eyebrows. It was none other than Ouyang Kuishan, the current duty master of the Candle Dragon Dao.

Behind him were a dozen people in different costumes, each with a solemn expression. Although their aura was restrained, many Candle Dragon Dao disciples recognized that these people were all vice Dao Lords of the sect.

When the leading Ouyang Kuishan sat down on the blue-gray circular futon in the first row on the left side of the round cauldron, the people behind him found a futon and sat down behind him.

As soon as these dozen people appeared on the white jade platform, the True Immortal elders and direct disciples sitting cross-legged on the surrounding stone steps sat up straight. The noise in the surrounding square gradually quieted down, and even the exchange fair at the foot of the mountain stopped their activities. Everyone sat or stood, silent.

Almost in an instant, the area within a thousand miles centered on the white jade platform became silent.

After less than half a joss stick of incense, a golden hurricane roared from the distant horizon, and its momentum weakened as it approached the high platform, revealing seven or eight figures.

The leading two looked very peculiar.

One looked like an ordinary woman at first glance, but her skin was pale silver, her ears were slender and slightly pointed, and her figure was exquisite. Standing beside her was a strong man with golden fur on his face and scales on his eyelids.

The five or six men and women behind the two were also in various forms, all non-human.

The silver-skinned woman and the golden-haired strong man simply nodded to Ouyang Kuishan before sitting down on the futon beside him, and the people behind them sat down in turn.

Although Han Li had never seen these people before, it was not difficult to guess from their expressions and gestures that the leading two were also Golden Immortal Dao Lords, and those behind them were also of high status, being vice Dao Lords.

Not long after these people appeared, a woman with her face covered with a black veil and wearing a black dress arrived swiftly on a giant black crow with shiny black feathers.

Unlike the previous scenes of people being surrounded by followers, this woman came alone, with no one else following her. After greeting Ouyang Kuishan, she found a futon not far from him and sat down.

Immediately after this woman, a handsome man with a golden halo behind him and golden hair scattered, unlike the woman in the black dress, he was surrounded by fifteen or sixteen vice Dao Lords...

In the next half hour, many more deputy Dao Lords arrived one after another. Until only two seats were left in the first row on the left side of the round cauldron, Hu Yan Daoist and Yun Ni arrived hand in hand, being late.

Today, Hu Yan Daoist not only changed into a brand-new moon-white Taoist robe, his hair was neatly combed, and even the beard on his face was trimmed cleanly, seeming to care about this grand event.

Yun Ni walked side by side with him with a faint smile on her face. Every frown and smile still exuded all kinds of amorous feelings. But many Golden Immortal Dao Lords and vice Dao Lords lowered their heads when they saw this, not daring to look at her too much.

Ouyang Kuishan couldn't help but twitch slightly when he saw Hu Yan Daoist and Yun Ni appear at the same time, but then he actually stood up for the first time and said to the two with a smile:

"Daoist Hu Yan, Daoist Yun, you two have finally arrived. Now, everyone is here."

"Since Dao Lord Baili hasn't arrived yet, we shouldn't be considered late, right?" Hu Yan Daoist glanced at Ouyang Kuishan and said.

"That's natural. But it's almost time, and several Dao friends from friendly sects are about to arrive. Please take your seats." Ouyang Kuishan glanced at Yun Ni and said with a smile.

Hu Yan Daoist just nodded lightly and walked towards the two empty futons with Yun Ni.

Han Li sat cross-legged in place, sizing up these people he had mostly never seen before one by one. He found that among these twelve Golden Immortal Dao Lords, besides the previous two, there was also a Demon Race man, and the rest were all Human Race. As for the thirty-six vice Dao Lords, only those who came with the two alien Dao Lords were not Human Race.

In fact, he only knew a few of these people, including Xiong Shan.

And these few dozen people almost represented the most core force of the entire Candle Dragon Dao. Now they were gathered at the top of the White Jade Peak, although they had all restrained their aura, they made everyone around them feel an unspeakable sense of suffocation.

The scene became more and more quiet, and the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.

About a quarter of an hour later, a five-colored light suddenly appeared in the distant sky and quickly approached at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a giant five-colored camel.

This camel was about a hundred feet tall, with circles of five-colored spirit patterns engraved all over its body. The two humps on its back were like small mountains. On the front hump, a white-faced old man wearing colorful feathers and holding a treasure bottle sat cross-legged.

"Yu Yangzi from Five Colors Temple is here to attend the ceremony at invitation," the old man said loudly as he approached the high platform.

"Daoist Yu Yangzi, long time no see, you're still as radiant as ever! I wonder if you have any surplus of the Five Colors Pill you refined? I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't buy it." Ouyang Kuishan greeted him with a smile.

"Hehe, what are you saying, Daoist Ouyang! Others may not, but if you want it, I can still give you two or three bottles." Yu Yangzi landed on the white jade platform and said with a smile.

"Very good. I also have some F伏天厚土, I wonder if you're interested?" Ouyang Kuishan said.

"Is this true? If you really have this soil, no matter how much, I'm willing to exchange it." Yu Yangzi said with a look of surprise.

"Daoist Yu Yangzi, don't worry. After this is over, how about going to my mansion for a short stay, and tasting tea and talking in detail?" Ouyang Kuishan invited.

"Okay! It's a deal." Yu Yangzi nodded quickly.

Although his Five Colors Temple is not as good as Candle Dragon Dao, it is also a well-known sect in the Northern Cold Immortal Territory, and its status is extraordinary, so it was arranged to sit on the futon in the first row on the right side of the round cauldron.

Not long after, a black glow came from the high sky again. This time it was a huge black inkstone, on which were carved four patterns of plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums, which looked exquisitely beautiful.

"Mo Fuzi from Yu Xu Palace is here to attend the ceremony at invitation," a hoarse and low voice came from the inkstone.

As the black light flashed in the high sky, the black inkstone disappeared, and a black-skinned old man less than five feet tall, stroking his thick beard under his jaw, appeared from it.

"So it's Old Master Mo..." Ouyang Kuishan stood up and bowed to the old man.

As a result, the black-skinned old man just slightly cupped his hands in return and walked past him, causing Ouyang Kuishan to be slightly stunned, and then sat down with an unchanged expression.

"Drunk old man, why haven't I seen you come to my Yu Xu Palace in the past ten thousand years? Have you forgotten this old wine friend?" The old man walked a few steps closer to Hu Yan Daoist and said with a smile.

"Hey, you black drunkard has the nerve to say me! You old boy have been in closed-door cultivation for tens of thousands of years. Tell me, how many times have I been turned away when I went to your place? But you came at the right time. I have accumulated a lot of good wine here now, which is not inferior to your Moyun Spirit Wine." Hu Yan Daoist's eyebrows twitched at first, but then he said quite proudly.

Mo Fuzi immediately blew his beard and glared his eyes upon hearing this, and shouted, "Is there any wine in the world that tastes better than my personally brewed Moyun Spirit Wine? Don't talk big, you old drunkard. How many times have you won against me in drinking contests before?"

"Cough cough, whether it's a big talk or not, we'll have a match after the conference." Hu Yan Daoist coughed a few times, and while speaking, he glanced at Yun Ni beside him.

"Hehe, don't let me down..." Mo Fuzi smiled suddenly upon hearing this, and walked towards the right side of the round cauldron, sitting next to Yu Yangzi.

Before long, more than a dozen people had sat on the futons on the right side of the White Jade Platform, with half of them still empty.

It wasn't that there weren't many people from other sects who wanted to attend the ceremony. In fact, there were far more sects that came to attend the ceremony than these, but most of the smaller and weaker sects were naturally not qualified to sit on the White Jade Platform, and were arranged in another area on the square.

The space on the White Jade Platform was limited. If too many people were crowded in, it would be a great disappointment.