Others Level Up, but I Pursue Cultivation!

As soon as Su Xing stepped onto the Wen Dao Conference's venue, his eyes lit up.

This was because the density of the Great Dao Principle Essence in this venue was actually more than twenty times higher than that in the Lower Realm!

At the same time, just as Su Xing had seen from afar.

Within this venue, which spanned thousands of feet, there were actually over a thousand cultivators!

"Tsk tsk... Even the weakest ones are at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal..."

"On this small Daoist field, truly the Great Luo walk everywhere, and the Taiyi are like dogs!"

Su Xing sighed lightly. In this area of ten thousand square feet, there were actually several hundred Great Luo Golden Immortals!

It's hard to imagine, if all these cultivators lived to the later generations, what would the Foreign Races have to fear?

"Daoist Su, look at that statue..."

Beside him, Clear Wind Great Luo pointed to a statue about ten feet high in the middle of the field.

Around the statue, there were ten prayer mats.

Nine of these prayer mats already had people seated on them.

Now, only the last one was still empty.

As for those seated on the nine prayer mats...

Su Xing widened his eyes, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"Astonishingly... a full nine Saints!"

"The legend of the ten Saints existing together in the Ancient Era is indeed true!"

At this moment, those nine Saints, each transformed into the appearance of ordinary people, were sitting quietly in meditation on the mats.

Within a hundred feet of the statue, only those nine Saints were present.

But beyond a hundred feet, things got agitated.

With just a glance, Su Xing could tell that two forces seemed to be vying against each other, as if to seize that last prayer mat's spot.

Anyone with keen eyes could see that this last prayer mat certainly held mystery, undoubtedly related to the opportunity of becoming a Saint!

At this moment, two forces were squaring off at the Wen Dao Conference venue.

Namely, the "Imperial Court," composed of the Demon Race and the Dragon-Phoenix Foreign Races!

They boasted several hundred Great Luo Golden Immortals, with several Semi-Saints leading the way, a force that could be described as the leader in the Cultivation World of this era.

On the other side were the Witch Clan led by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and some middle-ranking races, including the Human Race.

Although the alliance force of the Demon Race, Dragon and Phoenix race was more formidable, the Witch Clan was not easily intimidated.

Of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, six had achieved the status of Semi-Saint.

The remaining six had reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, nearing invincibility just below Semi-Saint.

Furthermore, with dozens of strong Witch Clan members, comparable to Great Luo Golden Immortals, as well as Great Luo Golden Immortals from other races.

Their combined numbers were no less than a hundred, not much weaker than the Demon Race and Dragon-Phoenix alliance.

"Daoist Su... as you can see, these two major forces are striving against each other to seize that final Saint seat!"

"Unlike our Innate Sect, who remain detached... we have no need for external assistance like these mats!"

True Fire Great Luo said with a smile, conveying a sense of superiority.

Hearing this, Su Xing's heart stirred, and he asked:

"Why does our Innate Sect not participate in seizing this opportunity to become a Saint?"

Daoist Clear Wind beside him then smiled and explained:

"Daoist Su, have you been in closed meditation for so long that you've become foolish?"

"We innate beings, born before heaven and earth, naturally endowed... the path we walk is already unobstructed..."

"Even without borrowing the Hongmeng Purple Qi, as long as time polishes us, we can become Saints!"

"Don't forget, our ancestor... is an elder of the Dao!"

Saying this, Clear Wind Great Luo glanced at the statue in the center of the conference venue, a look of reverence on his face.

"In another month, it will be time for the manifestation of our ancestor... when his divine sense will attach to this sculpture, imparting the Dao to all cultivators under heaven!"

"All the cultivators on Zhou Mountain will gain from the ancestor's Great Dao voice."

"Of course, the spots on the mountaintop are the best, where the Great Dao Comprehension is most abundant... among them, those ten positions on top of the prayer mats are foremost!"

"After all, with the support of the ancestor's Hongmeng Purple Qi... the speed of comprehending the Great Dao is faster by many times!"

"Moreover..."

The two innate beings beside him spoke on endlessly to Su Xing.

In this era, the number of innate beings was scarce, only numbering a few dozen in the world.

Therefore, they only counted as a small clan, but each individual's strength was astounding.

And the innate beings, proud to be born before heaven and earth, possessed a natural sense of superiority and transcendence, disdaining competition with ordinary cultivators.

Especially within the innate beings' clan, they were extremely united, always ready to help one another.

"Daoist Su... look at the nine Saints on the prayer mat!"

"Among them, five are from our Innate Clan!"

"The other four positions are occupied by two from the Witch Clan, self-claimed as Hou Tu and Kua Fu, the Witch Clan Saints..."

"The remaining two Saints are from the Dragon-Phoenix clan, specifically the Dragon and Phoenix races..."

"This is the reason these two factions are vying for the last Saint seat..."

"Although the ancestor said that after becoming a Saint, one should not interfere with the Pangu World's affairs... but it is a Saint's seat! Even if one does nothing, having an extra Saint is enough to deter others and stabilize the situation!"

Listening to Clear Wind Great Luo, Su Xing nodded in agreement.

He finally understood why there was so much conflict between the two major forces.

"I suppose the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master must have joined one of the factions... otherwise, how else could he have proven the Dao and become a Saint after thousands of years?"

"And that Ancestor of the Blood River... may also be among them..."

Su Xing thought to himself, and began observing the cultivators within these ten thousand square feet.

Soon, Su Xing spotted a familiar figure.

That appearance was clearly... the Heavenly Secret Girl!