Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I'm dying Before I Got Cheats Chapter 1502

Chapter 1502: The Grand Ceremony Begins_1 Chapter 1502: The Grand Ceremony Begins_1 Editor: Henyee Translations A solemn and majestic atmosphere enveloped the entire Xuanming Immortal Domain as streams of immortal sect armies converged upon Central State like rivers flowing to the sea.

Though these groups hailed from different regions and carried varied ambitions, their purpose was singular: to attend Jiang Chengxuan's Celestial Immortal Grand Ceremony.

With several dozen days remaining before the event, Central State, vast as it was, had already reached capacity.

Not only the vicinity of the former Minghe Sect, now the Rogue Cultivator Alliance's Central Division, but the entirety of Central State brimmed with activity.

Every immortal city overflowed with cultivators from other regions.

Despite being the largest of the Five Continents, Central State struggled to accommodate the overwhelming influx.

Fortunately, the foresight of city lords across Central State had mitigated the chaos.

They employed various methods to expand the space within their cities, creating layer upon layer of mystical accommodations to house the arriving cultivators.

Thanks to Central State's deep foundations, these efforts averted a complete breakdown.

Nevertheless, many cultivators found themselves living in cramped quarters alongside strangersaEUR”a novel experience for most.

The vastness of the Xuanming Immortal Domain typically ensured abundant space, and such congestion was unheard of under normal circumstances.

Amid this unprecedented gathering, minor incidents inevitably arose.

Treasures were stolen within the crowded cities, grudges flared on the roads, and occasional scuffles disturbed the fragile peace.

To maintain order, the Rogue Cultivator Alliance swiftly exerted its influence, pressuring major sects to step in and resolve disputes.

Warnings were issued: no faction attending the grand ceremony was to engage in conflict.

Violators would be expelled from Central State and barred from the ceremony.

This decisive stance quelled the chaos.

Those who attempted to exploit the situation were swiftly dealt with, their punishments serving as stark warnings to others.

As the days passed, the hundred-day countdown reached its end.

The long-awaited Celestial Immortal Grand Ceremony officially began, heralded by an awe-inspiring phenomenon.

On that day, every cultivator in Central State felt an ethereal presence emanate from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance's Central Division.

An intangible tidal wave of power swept across Central State, blanketing its expanse with an irresistible force.

For a fleeting moment, every mind cleared as if a mist had been dispelled by a refreshing breeze.

The sensation was akin to the calm after a mountain rain, serene and revitalizing.

The sheer magnitude of this power, affecting millions of cultivators simultaneously, left no doubt as to its source.

In every immortal city, cultivators poured into the streets or ascended to the highest rooftops, gazing toward the distant horizon.

There, in the former territory of the Minghe Sect, a massive, radiant tree of pure white light pierced the heavens, its ethereal branches stretching into the Nine Heavens above.

Around its crown, a colossal vortex spanned hundreds of miles, churning with divine energy.

Every detail of the treeaEUR”each branch, each leafaEUR”was exquisitely lifelike.

As it swayed gently in the storm of its own creation, it exuded a tranquil, zen-like aura, embodying the laws of heaven and earth.

Any who attempted to probe the tree with spiritual senses found themselves lost in its infinite depths, as though swallowed by an endless ocean.

Afterward, they would emerge drenched in cold sweat, their hearts trembling with awe.

Instinctively, they would bow deeply toward the void, their reverence irrepressible.

Had Jiang Chengxuan not consciously restrained his power, this single phenomenon could have devoured the souls of an entire continent's cultivators.

The luminous tree cast its brilliance across the land, dispelling all darkness with its radiant light.

From the heavens, a fine golden snow began to descend, blanketing every corner of Central State.

This “golden snow” wasn't merely an aesthetic displayaEUR”it was imbued with dense celestial energy.

Wherever it fell, the spiritual essence of the void surged with unparalleled richness.

Cultivators instinctively absorbed the falling energy, feeling their meridians expand and their cultivation progress accelerate as if they had consumed a divine elixir.

“This golden snowaEUR it actually enhances cultivation!” “We've struck gold!

Coming here was worth it after all!” Exclamations of joy and excitement resounded across Central State's cities and sects as cultivators eagerly absorbed the celestial energy.

Even True Immortal-level cultivators joined in, their reverence for Jiang Chengxuan deepening.

Everyone understood: this was a gift, a fortuitous opportunity granted by Jiang Chengxuan to those attending the ceremony.

The sheer scale of this event saw the cultivation bases of millions in Central State rising steadily, their auras growing more robust with every passing moment.

Of course, greed inevitably emerged amidst the marvel.

Some ambitious individuals took to the skies, seeking to harness their divine powers or magical treasures to gather the scattered golden snow for themselves.

However, the moment they acted, they realized the futility of their efforts.

“This fortune belongs to me!

All of it!” “What?

Impossible!

Why isn't my technique working?” The celestial energy defied collection by force, rebuffing all attempts to manipulate it.

Those who sought to hoard it quickly found themselves humbled.

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