The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True Chapter 168 – Sweet Dew Descends from Heaven, a Taoist Miracle!

Chapter 168: Chapter 167: Sweet Dew Descends from Heaven, a Taoist Miracle!

This moment.

At the scene, there were many people who had some understanding of special effects. They unconsciously raised their heads.

But the empty sky directly told them that there were no steel cables, no helicopters, and this Heavenly Master… was floating up with his physical body!

With the several-meter-high preaching platform and various live broadcast screens, even the believers in the last row could see what was happening.

Silence!

Utter silence!

On the entire Wan Fa Zong Altar, thousands of people were holding their breath without making a sound.

The several-mcter-high preaching platform just floated up like that.

Not even the tips of his toes touched anything. This couldn’t be explained by science or even martial arts.

Not only were the people at the scene shocked.

The barrage on all the major platforms’ live broadcast screens disappeared at the same time.

Those eating noodles in front of their mobile screens stopped, those in the toilets almost wet their pants, and those on the bus forgot to get off.

Daoist techniques?

Cultivation?

All these unscientific words swirled in people’s minds. They never expected to see such an astonishing scene during a live broadcast of Heavenly Master’s succession ceremony.

At this moment.

Dong-

A crisp, melodious wooden fish knocking sound rang out.

Everyone woke up from their daze.

Holy shit… this, this Heavenly Master can fly.”

Is it possible that there are really Daoist techniques in this world? Isn’t this a city world?”

“My mom asks me why I’m kneeling while watching my phone.”

A flood of barrage comments surged in, as if to express their shock with the crazy barrage of messages.

Compared to the lively online scene.

The venue of Wan Fa Zong Altar remained eerily silent.

Just as people were waking up from their shock, they became fascinated by the sound of the wooden fish.

Dong…Dong-

The sound of the wooden fish knocking became faster and eventually turned rhythmic.

Elder Jingde started speaking.

“The sound of the spirit, extinguishing sins, the treasure, announcing the time, helping the weak, saving the difficult, there must be chanting….”

Four-rank sutra!

It was the most basic four-rank sutra of the Daoist school, which every Daoist disciple must learn, also known as the ‘Supreme Three Realms Grant Blessings, Pardon Sins, Resolve Misfortunes, Eliminate Disasters, Prolong Life, Protect True Scripture’

While chanting the scripture.

Elder Jingde, following the techniques he learned from Xuanqing, concentrated his Mana in his throat area.

With the vibration created by the chanted words, he produced the same tremor, forming a special resonance that could achieve the effect of Secret Sound Transmission.

If he used more Mana, it could even have a hypnotic effect, magnifying the emotions expressed by the chanter according to their intention.

There was a lot of content in the fourth-rank sutra, including prayer, advocating kindness, exorcising evil, and so on.

And Elder Jingde chose to chant the sections on prayer and advocating kindness.

High in the sky.

Xuanqing stood on the lucky cloud. Seeing Elder Jingde starting to chant, he also made a move.

With a wave of his palm, a Gathering Qi Bead filled with incense fire appeared.

Throwing the Gathering Qi Bead into the air, he swept it with the duster in his hand, pulling the incense fire from the bead.

Condense!

With a soft shout.

The power of the incense fire in this Gathering Qi Bead condensed into a fine drizzle, falling down towards the ground below.

Ding-

Drip, drip, drip.

Unbeknownst to when it started, a drizzling rain began to fall from the sky, sprinkling on everyone. Yet it didn’t wet their clothes, but rather seeped into their bodies.

“The Heavenly Master speaks, whoever recites this scripture shall gain merits and blessings accordingly. With water for offerings and flowers upon their altar, their fortune is sure. In homes possessing this scripture…”

The recitation of the scripture was coming to an end.

These droplets of sweet dew, transformed from the power of incense fire, continued to fall and nourish the believers at the Wan Fa Zong Altar.

Gradually.

Even more incredible events began to unfold.

Within the crowd.

An old woman with poor eyesight suddenly found herself able to see a streak of color amid her grayscale world.

Another elderly man seated in a wheelchair discovered his atrophied legs regaining life and sensation with the nourishment of the sweet dew.

A few believers with minor health issues, such as back pain and acne, experienced instant healing.

As time passed.

People gradually awoke from their scripture-induced stupor.

A bespectacled young man felt a swelling pain in his eyes.

He removed his glasses to rub his temples, only to be astonished as his vision returned to that of his childhood.

“Huh? What happened to my nearsightedness?”

“What’s going on? My backache is gone!

“My dear, Old Liu- I… I think I can feel my legs again!”

Boom-

An anomaly with one or two people wasn’t much, but when everyone experienced such a transformation, there was only one explanation.

Miracle!

Everyone was stunned, and they excitedly shared their newfound states with family members, friends, and even strangers.

Shortly after.

The onsite journalists also sprang to life, overjoyed as they rushed toward the outer edges of the crowd.

“Brother Zhang, hurry, grab your camera and follow me!” The journalist called out while running, realizing that the cameraman wasn’t keeping up.

“Where’s the cameraman? We must get the scoop first!”

“A miracle has appeared! This is huge news! The Daoist sect has pulled out all the stops.”

Countless journalists left their seats, calling for their colleagues, their expressions growing increasingly frenzied.

People in the crowd also swarmed, emotions running high.

A disaster was brewing!

If thousands of people were all agitated, there would likely be a stampede.

Elder Jingde’s heart grew heavy.

The Taoists around him were no longer focused on their previous astonishment, and their faces grew anxious as they observed the emotional believers below.

If something major were to happen, their conscience would not rest easy, not to mention the repercussions from the higher-ups.

Quickly! Xuan and Qing generation, all Daoists under fifty, go maintain order!”

A Taoist of vice-president rank in the Jiang City Association with a purple symbol on his sleeve shouted instructions to the young Taoists.

In the midst of this tense moment.

Suddenly.

“Silence!

The word echoed throughout the Wan Fa Zong Altar square, reverberating from every direction.

In an instant.

Everyone became quiet, their emotions still high but their reason awakened and amplified.

They understood that regardless if a miracle had occurred, they shouldn’t react so wildly. Even if divine intervention did exist, the immortals wouldn’t wish to see them in such a state.

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An older man, his eyes slightly damp, controlled his emotions as he joined his hands together to form a Yin Yang Fish symbol.

“Immeasurable Longevity and Fortune!”

“Immeasurable Longevity and Fortune!”

As the first chant of “Immeasurable Longevity and Fortune” rang out, it triggered a chain reaction. Everyone in the Wan Fa Zong Altar square joined in, chanting the same words in unison..