Admonition

Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun saw the lingering fear on Daoist Zhengqing's face and nodded inwardly. Then he fanned the flames, saying, "You probably still don't know this, but forty thousand years ago, Yang Wenhui, the Northern Plague-Bringing Envoy; Yu De, the Central Smallpox God; Lone Star Lord Yu Hua; and Jiazi Grand Year Star Yang Ren once joined forces to fight Yellow Wind Old Monster. The latter had the upper hand throughout and withdrew at his leisure. It was said that battle was fought because he wanted to seize an opportunity for his third younger brother, Pure Serenity Lad."

Had Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun been speaking of someone else, Daoist Zhengqing would still have been in a fog and unable to tell how formidable they were. He might even have remained somewhat skeptical.

But the four people mentioned above were all renowned Orthodox Gods and Star Lords of the Heavenly Court, each possessing astounding Divine Abilities. None was inferior to his own Patriarch.

The four of them had joined forces, yet Yellow Wind Old Monster had still held the upper hand?

"How can such a vicious fiend exist?"

Daoist Zhengqing's mouth went dry, and every other thought vanished.

Siming Duke Bin Yuanjun waited until Daoist Zhengqing had grown increasingly terrified, his face pale as paper, before seizing the opportunity to say, "Pure Serenity Lad is no good-natured soul. Though I can mediate between you, there's no guarantee he won't make trouble for you in the future. Yellow Wind Old Monster is also fiercely protective of his own. If provoking the young one brings the old one, disaster will follow. You'll have to enter the Thunder Ministry sooner or later anyway. Why not come to Primordial Lord Hall early? You'll certainly receive a God-Capturing General's position. Wouldn't that be impressive?"

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