My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times

The Thirteen Guest Reception Halls, located halfway up Dragon Tiger Mountain, had never been so crowded.

Representatives from every major power were present in the Thirteen Halls. They had all come rushing over after hearing the news, creating a tumultuous and noisy scene as they conversed with one another.

A True Immortal Daoist was stationed in each hall to prevent any incidents from occurring.

This fact secretly astonished the visitors from the various major powers. ’That’s thirteen True Immortals...’

Even a few Super Conglomerates combined only had about ten True Immortals!

’This Dragon Tiger Mountain...’

At some point, a folding fan had appeared in Zhang Jifeng’s hand, which he was now waving gently. Zhang Huatian, who was standing to the side, asked with a smile:

"Can your Wudang Sect match the grandeur of my Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

Zhang Jifeng glanced at him sideways.

"Our Wudang Sect can also muster about ten True Immortal Great Daoists. You can stop gloating now."

Zhang Huatian let out a hearty laugh.

Sitting in her wheelchair, Wang Zhiyao glanced at the sea of people surging through the hall and sighed wistfully.

"Speaking of which, I wonder where that Lu Zi is now. It’s been so long since we’ve heard any news of him..."

The others all looked over. Not far away, the expressions on Ao Chengzhong and Li Xiaosang’s faces shifted slightly as they, too, turned their gazes toward her.

Zhang Jifeng also remarked with a sigh,

"We were just talking about him... The first time I saw him was in East Sea City. Only a year has passed, but thinking back on it now, it feels like a lifetime ago."

"Yes."

Wang Zhiyao also let out a soft sigh.

"The scene from that day is still vivid in my mind. He wasn’t even a Celestial Human back then, yet he already displayed an extraordinary spirit, facing an Earth Immortal with his blade. I knew then that Lu Xuan would have great achievements in the future, but who could have imagined..."

A wry smile appeared on her face.

"In just one year, he has become the dominant figure of our time. He grants rewards to the world and has personally declared his intent to control law and punishment. Who knows how many temples have been built in his name..."

Chen Ye rested her chin on her hand and also smiled.

"The first time I met Lu Zi was outside Langya City. Back then, I just thought he was an ordinary junior. It’s truly amazing how unpredictable life can be."

After a pause, she asked curiously,

"By the way, with Lu Zi’s abilities, he’s probably on par with a Grand Grade, wouldn’t you say?"

"More or less. His Cultivation might be far from it, but he is one of the Ancient Sons. After awakening his past life’s memories, he probably wouldn’t be any weaker than a Grand Grade."

As they spoke, they each felt a wave of emotion, all of them speculating as to where he could be now. He had been missing for over two months without a single piece of news.

He hadn’t even appeared during the incident in Shengjing. And now, with this momentous gathering on Dragon Tiger Mountain, there was still no sign of him...

Not far away, Li Xiaosang listened silently to their conversation. Her expression grew distant, and a pang of bitterness unconsciously surfaced in her heart.

She let out a soft sigh, and then a sense of acceptance washed over her.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside. The True Immortal Daoist seated at the head of the hall opened his eyes. Everyone else walked out of the hall curiously, their expressions tensing slightly.

"Is that..." Li Nanguo’s voice was filled with shock and uncertainty.

People emerged from all Thirteen Halls. Even a few True Immortal Daoists strolled out, their expressions turning solemn as they all stared toward the foot of the mountain.

There, they could see a massive, pure-black bull ambling its way up the mountain. With every step of its hooves, lotus flowers bloomed.

On its back sat two blurry figures, one in front and one behind. They were shrouded in a mist of Chaos, their faces and forms completely obscured.

Following behind them were four people—one old, one young, one fat, and one thin. As they walked, they seemed to be Shrinking Inches. In the space of just a few breaths, they had ascended from the foot of the mountain, crossed a distance of over six hundred kilometers, and arrived halfway up.

"Such a technique..." an Earth Immortal Elder of the Langya Wang Family said gravely. "It’s the legendary Divine Technique, Shrinking Inches!"

A True Immortal Daoist stepped forward through the air. His gaze swept over the Big Black Bull and the four people following it, and his expression flickered.

’I can’t see through them. Not a single one.’

The True Immortal Daoist’s heart skipped a beat. He then shifted his gaze to the two figures on the bull’s back, who were shrouded in the mists of Chaos.

He performed a ceremonial bow and spoke cautiously.

"May I ask why you Fellow Daoists have come to my Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

Watched by countless pairs of shocked, doubtful, and reverent eyes, the Big Black Bull snorted.

Then, the figure seated in the back on the bull spoke faintly.

"We have come to visit the Celestial Master."

The clear, quiet voice wasn’t loud, yet it resonated deep within the hearts of everyone present, as powerful and rousing as a thunderclap!

The thirteen True Immortal Daoists stood side-by-side, their expressions all growing heavy. The one in the lead bowed again.

"Might I ask your name, Your Excellency?"

The blurry figure in the back chuckled softly.

"Let us see the Celestial Master first, and then we can talk."

His tone was calm, yet it unconsciously carried an undeniable authority, as if he were... issuing an imperial decree!

Even though Lu Xuan had entrusted the Human Saint Position to his illusory true self and left it behind at Sanqing Temple,

his words still overflowed with the Great Dao’s Dao Rhyme. Each word was like a decree.

The sound of the Dao swirled and swept out, echoing across all of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Inside the Celestial Master’s Mansion, the Celestial Master’s eyes snapped open, his expression a mixture of shock and uncertainty.

Meanwhile, halfway up the mountain, the thirteen True Immortals were all dazed by the sound of the Dao. A feeling of submission welled up within them before they abruptly snapped out of it.

"You are..."

The lead True Immortal Daoist was overcome with shock and uncertainty. All around them, the guests from the various powers had fallen silent and were now observing quietly.

"So strong," Ao Chengzhong said in a low voice. "I’m afraid that’s a Great Grade Immortal."

The surrounding crowd gasped. Li Xiaosang was also stunned. ’A Grand Grade?’

’It seems something truly big is happening on Dragon Tiger Mountain today. A Grand Grade Immortal has actually appeared!’

A Grand Grade was the absolute limit of what the current Great Heaven and Earth could contain. They were the supreme figures standing at the very apex of power. With a single stomp of their foot, they could turn the entire Ancestor Star upside down!