Li Qingyun's face was slack, and he hadn't yet reacted when the group of monks had already started bowing and kowtowing on the plaza, their voices loud and tumultuous, as they bent down to pay their respects to Mr. Xian.
"Greetings, Great Ancestor of the Supreme Dao."
Li Qingyun just stood there with his chin dropped, his eyeballs rolling toward Mr. Xian as he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
The latter showed no expression, bowed his head in return, and then bowed toward the monk who was leading the crowd on the plaza.
"Sect Leader."
The Sect Leader bowed in return, "Please, Daoist Ancestor, issue your decree."
Mr. Xian waved his horsetail whisk,
"No need, just came back to have a look, you may all disperse."
"Following the decree."
Thus, a burst of brilliant light shone forth, and in an instant, divine light blossomed all over the plaza, and hundreds of Primordial Spirits vanished without a trace.
Wow... I didn't realize Master Xian was so imposing...
