Stars adorned the palace where the sun and moon rose and fell, and the Unchanging Divine Master gazed at the mountains and rivers below his feet, looking up at the sun, moon, and stars above. In a trance, it seemed he had returned to that place.
The image appeared in his mind, a figure gifted and clear about his debts and grievances. He could not help but sigh, "Taicang, you can let go, but I cannot. I must annihilate those who pursue me; otherwise, there will be no outlet for this rage of mine. I am unwilling, and my rage must be vented upon my pursuers!"
The Unchanging Divine Master's eyes were sharp, filled with resentment and bitterness, "Taicang, I know, given time, your Domain would surely become more powerful, even more splendid, but what of it? Ultimately, one cannot escape, ultimately, there is no return. I refuse to accept exile; they all deserve to die. Therefore, everything you possess must now serve me!"
