"Who's there!"
In an instant, a terrifying figure with golden eyes descended, appearing before Narada Muni.
With a fierce grasp, his large hand snatched.
His grip was tyrannical, like the very lock of heaven, firmly clamping onto Narada Muni's arm.
Jīnchuáng!
Fear gripped Narada Muni's heart.
The curse from Daksha allowed him to go anywhere unimpeded, but if his body was touched by someone else as he attempted to leave the Heavenly Realm, he would also take the Jīnchuáng with him.
Swish!
In Jīnchuáng's right hand, a flash of light materialized and a Great Hammer appeared, raised aloft.
The dark shadow of the hammer was extremely terrifying.
"Don't be reckless!"
"I am an Immortal, if you kill an Immortal, it is a great sin of slaying Brahma!"
"Slaying Brahma sin, ah!"
Narada Muni shrunk his neck as he spoke, his left hand materializing a golden kettle filled with violently undulating Ganges Water, his right hand reaching inside, ready to splash it out.
