On the Golden Avenue, where golden lotus blossoms unfurled in abundance, the old man with a goat's beard stared intently at the Ten Crown King and the Banished Immortal, his gaze sharp and ferocious, instilling a chilling sense of terror.
He was an Immortal, exalted and everlasting, and, moreover, an esteemed envoy from the Immortal Domain. Was he to be considered as a mere person dispensing charity, one that could be turned away by a hive of ants from a ravaged land?
If it were not for the Taoist masters specifically instructing him to retrieve these two individuals, he would have already annihilated them on the spot, as an appropriate retribution for the affront to his dignity, and their deaths would not be deemed excessive!
