Li Daozhong straightened his expression, took out a golden token, and slowly spoke, "It's not me looking for you all; in fact, the one who truly wants to meet you is the Nine Heavens Holy Land."
Engraved on this golden token was a massive "Xiao" character. When everyone's gaze focused on it, their minds felt hazy, as if they saw an immense and majestic tome like a mountain rising among the clouds.
The book was divided into nine levels, each shimmering in different hues, transforming into various divine beasts such as True Dragons, Phoenixes, Qilin, Kunpeng, Golden Crows, and Mysterious Turtles. The aura of the Dao enveloped the heavens, illustrating the truth of the great Dao, formless and without appearance.
The Sect Masters all felt their Divine Souls tremble; even Xu Jinling, Jia Longheng, and Xin Baining, three Purple Mansion Strongmen, felt their Yang Gods being intensely oppressed, as if facing some sort of formless great Dao, rendering them as insignificant as ants.
