"Show some respect."
"Why haven't you thanked His Majesty for his mercy and the True Lord for his magnanimity?"
Bodhisattva Messenger of the Pure Altar shouted when he saw this.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Thank you, True Lord."
The two men understood the situation and reined in their expressions. They bowed to the Jade Emperor, then pressed their palms together toward Lu Qingfeng and gave their thanks.
Lu Qingfeng did not care.
He tied the mouth of the bag shut.
Then he turned and returned to the ranks of the immortals, his back straight and his bearing upright and incorruptible.
Bodhisattva Messenger of the Pure Altar glanced at the bag tumbling and thrashing about in the middle of the hall, then at True Lord Tianpeng, who had returned to his place, and Ancient Buddha Dipamkara, who sat cross-legged upon his lotus platform. His eyes rolled.
He led his two junior brothers a little to the side. In no hurry to leave, he instead watched the show with great interest.
The Jade Emperor could hardly do anything to him.
He looked toward Ancient Buddha Dipamkara. "Ancient Buddha, may I ask why you have come?"
"Amitabha Buddha."
Ancient Buddha Dipamkara pressed his palms together and said in a sonorous voice, "True Lord Tianpeng's Divine Ability is formidable. He has captured many of our Buddhist Sect's monks. I have come to ask Your Majesty to release them."
The Jade Emperor put on a troubled expression. "King Li and the others recklessly started a military calamity, intending to overturn the Celestial River. True Lord Tianpeng endured countless hardships, and fortunately, the soldiers and commanders, from top to bottom, exerted themselves to the utmost before this calamity could be quelled and the Celestial River pacified. If they are released so easily, I fear the six