Above the Star Sea, the Thunder Department's Great Hall shimmered with blue light, carrying with it the authority of a whole world as it thunderously suppressed everything below.
Tai Zu had yet to bite down upon the Great Hall, yet it already squeaked and twisted as if it could not bear the pressure, gradually collapsing. It seemed as though it would crumble any moment.
Just then, an ancient phoenix cry was heard. An illusory wing flapped through mid-air, smoothing over the agitated Laws of Heaven above the Star River and preventing any further assaults on Tai Zu, suppressing the Great Hall.
A weak voice, carrying a hint of helplessness, advised Tai Zu, "Fellow Daoist, please calm your anger for now, this hall cannot be destroyed at this moment."
The black hole flickered and reverted to Tai Zu's True Form. He glanced at the Thunder Department's Great Hall and then slowly withdrew.
This old phoenix's face still needed to be given.
