Seventy-Two Immortals of Jindong

The Heavenly Spirit God stood before the Boundary Gate, waiting in silence, his gaze calm, impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Time flowed by swiftly.

A long while passed.

The Boundary Gate erupted with intense light, dazzling and brilliant. One figure after another stepped out from within—seventy-two in all, men and women alike, each dressed differently, yet all with extraordinary bearing, displaying immortal radiance.

The Heavenly Spirit God's expression changed slightly. He had clearly not expected the arrivals' identities.

Walking at the very front was a purple-robed man wearing a divine crown. Exquisite patterns were embroidered across his robe, which was set with splendid crystals. Two dragon horns on his crown pointed toward the sky, and as he strolled forward, wisps of blue flame wreathed his body.

The Heavenly Spirit God immediately cupped his fists and bowed to them.

The Purple-Robed Man gave the Heavenly Spirit God no response and walked straight past him, the others following closely behind.

"Heavenly Spirit God, you've guarded this place for so many years. It's time you bowed your head to Immortal Emperor Ziwei. For a genius like you to keep watch over a backward Great Thousand World is far too much of a pity."

A youth in golden chainmail held a long spear and grinned teasingly at the Heavenly Spirit God.

He walked amid the crowd, and if one looked at him alone, his aura was in no way weaker than the Heavenly Spirit God's.

The Heavenly Spirit God said nothing, and the golden-armored youth did not get angry either, continuing onward.

Watching them fly toward the depths of the universe, the Heavenly Spirit God sighed inwardly, Immortal Monarch Taiyi actually sent the Seventy-Two Immortals of Jindong here. It seems the Golden Pole God is doomed to die.

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