And the two divine generals by Jue Yin's left and right hands likewise possessed similarly formidable auras. The one to the right was a martial cultivator with a beard and a general's belly, wearing a red robe with sturdy armor over it. Just his height alone was nine feet, standing there like a human bear, with fists as big as sandbags, and he also wore black boxing gloves similar to those donned by Xie Mingchen, likely the master in charge of Luo Feng Wucheng Palace.
On the left was someone who truly looked the part of a celestial immortal, with flowing robes, a youthful face framed by white hair, a frosty beard, and the attire most closely matching the general definition of an immortal's elegance. Of course, if only the killing aura and stench of death about him were not so overwhelming, and perhaps if he trimmed his three-inch-long fingernails, he might actually pass for a more convincing deity…
