Within the Immortal Pool.
Tens of figures sat cross-legged, each enveloped by a dense immortal aura, exuding overpowering majesty—towering like divine mountains, vast like the stars. The figure in the very center was undoubtedly Qin Wudao. Dressed in his imperial robe, his eyes were slightly closed. A gigantic dragon coiled above his crown, occasionally releasing a dragon's roar, its imperial authority supreme, suppressing all else. Next to him sat Jade Snow Gentleman, his phoenix skirt swaying as a golden phoenix coalesced around him, imbuing him with an air of supreme nobility.
Thirty miles away, Cao Cao, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, and Li Yuanba sat at the four cardinal points, like statues. Their bodies were upright, radiating terrifying power, as if they could annihilate a starry sky with a snap of their fingers.
Further still, Yuan Tiangang, Nie Zheng, Song Jiang, Zhou Yu, Jiang Ziwen, and others each occupied a section of the Immortal Pool, greedily absorbing the immortal aura.
