Though it was somewhat anticipated, the hearts of Creation and the others couldn't help but stir with emotion:
Shi Nandang finally took the lead among the three thousand guests, just a true step away from the seventh cushion, with the Hongmeng Purple Qi looking almost within reach.
Everyone waited anxiously, but though the ball of light grew even brighter, it still couldn't cross this chasm until the lecture ended.
Everyone felt a bit regretful, realizing that the Hongmeng Purple Qi cannot be obtained just by listening.
As the sound of the lecture ceased, the figure of Hong Jun Taoist slowly disappeared, and the golden cocoon around Zheng Fa gradually dimmed, revealing his face immersed in the Dao rhythm.
"Just one step away from achieving Dao Fruit."
Creation Taoist whispered.
