The Great Immortal seemed to be waiting for everyone's chatter. As soon as the whispering among the crowd began, the Great Immortal suddenly returned to normal, furrowing his brows tightly, and sweeping his gaze over the villagers at the foot of the altar.
"Hmph! You are truly beyond salvation. Did I not say that you must not speak while I am performing the ritual? Now look what has happened; after much difficulty, I had finally negotiated terms with Taishang Laojun, but your chatter has angered him, and now he has left. See what you can do about it," the Great Immortal said, seeming very angry as he scolded the people before him.
"Great Immortal, please calm your anger, calm your anger. Think of a way, please—is there any way to salvage the current situation?" The village elder became anxious upon hearing the Great Immortal's words and hurriedly approached him, asking with a tense face.
