Chapter 882: Chapter 882

Chapter 882: Chapter 873: Preaching the Dao

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, over ten days have passed.

The seemingly illusory blossoms of the Great Path that had been blooming on Chen Hai’s body finally vanished, merging into his form and disappearing.

Immerse in enlightenment, his eyes that had remained shut slowly opened.

For cultivators at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal, it’s not unusual for decades or even centuries to pass during a single Path Enlightenment.

To awaken from enlightenment in just over ten days is not a long time for Chen Hai.

Though enlightenment is a wondrous state, its duration for him was not particularly lengthy.

Chen Hai remains at the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, yet his realm has stabilized completely.

Additionally, his body seems to undergo some transformation, giving an uncanny sense as if he has been reborn.

“This young friend has quite the insight, should have benefited greatly this time!”

Seated atop the high platform of the hall’s head, Emperor Pan Ancestor was the first to open his eyes, a smile playing on his lips as he nodded towards Chen Hai.

Then, shifting his gaze slightly, he swept his eyes across the crowd in the hall: “Having delayed enough time, now, the teaching officially begins.”

“The teaching this time is of the Poison Path.”

“Among the Three Thousand Great Paths, although the Poison Path ranks lower and in terms of power, cannot compare to those at the forefront.”

“Nevertheless, once again, what suits oneself is what’s best.”

“Poison exists between heaven and earth, can touch upon the wind and rain, affect temperatures, breed pestilence, leading to death consequentially.”

“According to legend, at the beginning of Chaos, numerous Demon Gods were born, some skilled in using poison, a single breath could poison and destroy a world.”

“The Poison Path was born from the conflicts among Demon Gods, existing for billions of years.”

Emperor Pan Ancestor’s voice carried a unique rhythm, each word falling like floating heavenly petals from the void, with radiant light dispersing throughout the hall.

True sound is silent, the Great Path is shapeless.

As if truly the sound of the Great Path, his teachings are so mesmerizing, so intoxicating.

Chen Hai, just emerging from his enlightenment, listened and soon became utterly engrossed.

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He only felt that with each word of Emperor Pan Ancestor transmitting into his ears, many insights and understandings exploded continuously in his mind.

The feeling was mysteriously wondrous, difficult to describe in words.

As Emperor Pan Ancestor began his teaching, Chen Hai could initially remember his words clearly, but later, though the words reached him, he could no longer articulate them.

It’s as if the words from Emperor Pan Ancestor’s mouth were not words, but carriers of the Great Path.

The cushion beneath him, who knows what heavenly materials and earthly treasures it was refined from.

Threads of pure Chaos Qi slowly flowed into Chen Hai’s body.

Without even realizing it, his just stabilized strength at the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal Realm began to grow rapidly again at an astonishing pace.

Of course, many in the hall listening to Emperor Pan Ancestor’s teachings were not unlike him.

Aside from figures like Gu Cangsheng with mutated bodies, who grew several more arms, fervently gazing at Emperor Pan Ancestor, everyone else appeared entranced, falling into deep Path Enlightenment.

Li Xuanfeng, Qingmu, and others occupying cushions also experienced its miraculous properties.

Among them, the pure Chaos Qi infused into their bodies, their strength also elevated, albeit not comparable to Chen Hai.

After all, Chen Hai is merely early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal while Li Xuanfeng, Qingmu, and others have entered the Quasi-Saint Realm.

The Chaos Qi that could elevate an early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal by a Small Realm when absorbed into them had limited impact on their strength.

Time flew by, a century seemed to vanish in the blink of an eye.

Not just Chen Hai, no one in Emperor Pan Palace had felt the swift passage of time.

Of course, even aware, they likely wouldn’t mind.

For cultivators at their level, time is a trivial thing.

Immersing in such an enlightenment state is a rare opportunity worth more than mere hundred years.

When Chen Hai emerged from such a state, suddenly clear, Emperor Pan Ancestor’s teaching had concluded.

He wasn’t alone; others in Emperor Pan Palace similarly felt the bewildered, dream-like sensation.

“Late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal Realm? Actually broke through two Small Realms?”

“This teaching felt merely like a dream.”

“Such tremendous growth, how long has it been?”

Upon awakening, Chen Hai sensed his current state immediately.

Confirming his leap to late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, he was first dumbstruck, then elated.

At his cultivation speed, ordinarily advancing from early to late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal would take a few hundred years.

But now, merely through dreaming, his strength elevated so dramatically, it’s a significant surprise even for him.

“So, a hundred years have passed?”

After calculating, realizing the exact time spent listening, Chen Hai sighed lightly.

His gaze swept over the others in the hall.

Excluding those with mutated bodies, those truly engrossed in Path Enlightenment who just awoke, have enhanced their strength variably.

However, the number of Quasi-Saints in the hall remained unchanged, without increase.

Few truly advanced across Small Realms.

Like Chen Hai, significantly surpassing two Small Realms, no other matched him.

Naturally, this occurrence is quite normal.

After all, Quasi-Saints need Innate Spiritual Treasures to transcend their Realm after severing a part.

Those Daluo Golden Immortals in the hall, barring Chen Hai, lacked cushions, missing Chaos Qi aid, their strength couldn’t match Chen Hai despite Great Path insight.