Chapter 883: Chapter 883
Chapter 883: Chapter 874: Intentions
Retracting his gaze from the nearby people, Chen Hai’s consciousness immersed into his own Sea of Consciousness within the Divine Court.
Originally, above the gray sea, colorful glimmers of various hues continuously circulated within.
At the level of Daluo Golden Immortal, to enhance one’s realm, one must comprehend the rules to a certain extent.
The brilliant glimmers Chen Hai sensed within his Divine Court’s Sea of Consciousness were the Poison Rules. Once he comprehends these rules to a certain degree, he can use them as a foundation to truly create the Poison Path.
Unlike previous guidance, the lectures of the Emperor Pan Ancestor focused exclusively on the Poison Path, without delving into other aspects.
It is precisely due to this that Chen Hai was able to comprehend the Poison Rules to such an extent, enabling him to break through two layers of realm and step into the Late Period of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.
“This is the Poison Path of the Ancestor, its power is so strong.”
“I can feel it; although my realm hasn’t improved now, in terms of battle power alone, I’ve increased by at least sixty or seventy percent compared to before.”
“Compared to the Ancestor’s Poison Path, the rules I comprehended before are hardly worth mentioning.”
“I’ve already decided that in the future, I will tread the path of the Poison Path exclusively, using the rules I previously comprehended to nourish the Poison Rules, to hasten its transformation into a true Great Path.”
“Indeed, I feel the same way. Without guidance, solely relying on self-comprehension of the rules leads to too many gaps, making it hard to be complete. This lecture by the Ancestor truly points out an unparalleled path straight to Primordial Chaos.”
The abundant harvest caused many present to be overwhelmed with emotions, unable to resist whispering to those next to them.
Among them, some individuals exuded noticeable colorful glimmers continuously from their bodies as they spoke.
It seems that among the people who had just awakened from the state of Path Enlightenment, there were quite a few who had comprehended the Poison Path.
On the high platform at the head of the hall, the Emperor Pan Ancestor displayed a lofty figure. Upon witnessing this scene, he smiled subtly, showing some satisfaction as he nodded lightly.
“In a hundred years’ time, this lecture has seen two hundred sixty-seven individuals successfully enter the path of my Poison Path.”
“Those interested in my Great Path and wish to continue comprehending this path can enter my Emperor Pan Palace to become disciples under my sect.”
“For those who become my disciples, you can listen to my teachings daily. At intervals, I will spare some time specifically to lecture and instruct my disciples.”
With a faint smile still on his face, the Emperor Pan Ancestor glanced at everyone in the hall, his voice resonating like a bell as he slowly began to speak again.
Upon hearing these words, the people in the hall visibly froze for a moment.
Before the lecture began, the talk of the Emperor Pan Ancestor’s compassion for mankind seemed merely polite words.
From what he just said, his true purpose for this lecture was to cast a brick to attract jade.
The Quasi-Saints and Daluo within the Emperor Pan Palace did not lack intelligence; they instantly understood the underlying scheme.
But understanding is one thing; deciding on how to act is another!
After all, according to the Ancestor’s words, he will only continue to lecture to his disciples under his sect in the future, un time where he taught indiscriminately, allowing anyone with strength to enter his Tao Field.
To be fair, whether one is a Quasi-Saint or a Daluo, being a disciple of a Primordial Chaos Great Power is not disgraceful.
Moreover, the immense benefits of being able to join the Ancestor’s sect are clear before everyone.
This is not a conspiracy but transparent manipulation.
In the great hall, everyone present is certainly renowned in the Primordial world, even if not rulers in their own right.
Such individuals, perhaps rarely willing to subordinate themselves to others, becoming disciples under another, yet facing such temptation, they still find it hard to resist.
Glancing at each other, everyone exchanged puzzled looks; for a moment, they were unable to make a decision.
“I am willing, Ancestor, I am willing to become your disciple!”
In the midst of everyone’s silence, an abrupt voice suddenly erupted, breaking the brief stillness in the great hall.
Still appearing fervent, Gu Cangsheng, who had mutated into eight arms, crawled out like a big spider from a corner of the hall.
After hurriedly arriving near the head of the high platform, he half-stood and immediately kowtowed in worship.
“Boom…” A muffled sound.
Before his head actually touched the ground, his body was already hurled into the air, landing back in the corner of the great hall he had just emerged from.
Of the eight arms on his body, three were broken as a result.
However, Gu Cangsheng seemed unaware, waving his remaining five arms as if ready to crawl back to the Emperor Pan Ancestor again.
Unfortunately, at that moment, a terrifying and indescribable oppressive force fell upon him, preventing him from moving an inch.
“Not any Tom, Dick, or Harry is qualified to enter under my sect!”
“Inside the Emperor Pan Palace, no room for worthless individuals; among everyone present, your bodily mutilation is the most severe. During my lecture, you kept squeaking, unable even to enter the state of Path Enlightenment.”
“Don’t talk about being my disciple; not even qualified to be a Fire Burning Boy in the Emperor Pan Palace!”
The person who had just acted was undoubtedly the Emperor Pan Ancestor.
The expression he’d held with a smile, at this moment, had already become entirely emotionless.
Truth be told, whether in terms of strength or talent, Gu Cangsheng wasn’t lacking. His mutation into eight arms resulted from his overly severe injuries.
The Emperor Pan Ancestor naturally understood all this, after all, this Emperor Pan Palace was his Tao Field.
By rejecting him, the Emperor Pan Ancestor perhaps disfavored Gu Cangsheng’s character, or feared that accepting him would lead others in the hall to reconsider.
After casting a cold glance at Gu Cangsheng, the Emperor Pan Ancestor withdrew his gaze and continued: “Those occupying one of the nine cattail hassocks in the hall can become my direct disciple if they pledge allegiance.” Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝※𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖※𝕟𝕖𝕥
“Those successfully entering the Poison Path and willing to join my Emperor Pan Palace must start from Outer Sect disciples.”
“As for the rest, regrettably, neither a master-disciple bond exists between us!”
While speaking, the Emperor Pan Ancestor waved his hand, and the once closed door of the Emperor Pan Palace slowly opened.
Though unspoken, his intention was clear. For those without a master-disciple bond with him, this was a direct invitation to leave.
Having lost hope of joining the Ancestor and fearing retribution, Gu Cangsheng, sensing the oppression vanish, darted out as the first to fly toward the palace’s exit.