Li Dazhi greeted each one in turn.
Kongming sighed, raised his right hand towards Li Dazhi, and Li Dazhi hurriedly reached out his arm to help Daoist Kongming rise from the wooden chair.
Li Dazhi whispered, "Master, if there's anything you need, just give your disciple a word; there's no need for you to come out in person."
"No, the matter tonight requires me to preside over it personally," Daoist Kongming replied.
Kongming smiled, took a breath, and his hunched figure slowly straightened up. He then took Li Dazhi's arm and walked over to the main seat in the center of the main hall.
The elders on both sides rose to their feet, while hundreds of Immortals from the Wanyun Sect gathered outside the hall to pay their respects.
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
"Greetings, Senior Kongming!"
Daoist Kongming waved his hand, "Please dispense with the formalities, let those outside come in as well, and Daoist Xu Sheng, please take the seat of honor."