Facts proved that in any war, the importance of BGM was obvious.
If it was a war of resistance against invasion, then the BGM should have been stirring. If it was a final showdown against a dark BOSS, then the entire BGM should have carried a heavy, weighty style. If it was a grand war on an interstellar scale, then the BGM should have been grand as well.
In fact, the Buddhist and Daoist immortals on the other side were the same. Holding musical instruments, they played immortal music filled with surging, passionate fervor.
With that musical style, this should originally have been a battle where neither side gave an inch.
However...
"Immortal Master Fang Zheng!"
Guangmu Heavenly King glared fiercely, gripping a red chain in his hand, his eyes wide and round.
"You colluded with fiends, killed Buddhist envoys, and disrupted the mortal world. Do you know your crime?!"
(The boundless horizon is my love, flowers bloom beneath the rolling green hills...)
"Cut the crap."
Fang Zheng hummed along as he sneered at the immortals before him.
"The rules of Heaven's Dao weren't made by you. All things possess spirituality, yet you claim yourselves to be righteous while maliciously suppressing the demon spirits of the mortal realm and turning a blind eye to the suffering of the people. And you still have the nerve to call yourselves compassionate? How many Song Dynasty citizens did the Jin Dynasty slaughter? Yet today, you're acting as the Jin Dynasty's accomplices and daring to work for them. That alone proves the wicked and rotten nature of your feudal ruling class!"
"What utter nonsense!!"
Hearing this, Nezha stepped forward, standing atop his Wind Fire Wheels. With a shake of his Red Tassel Spear, he pointed it at Fang Zheng.
"Heaven has its laws, and