Many "listeners" throughout the universe were still savoring the story Luo Zheng had told...
Of course, not all living beings enjoyed listening to such things.
Many martial artists needed to seclude themselves and cultivate in peace. They could not endure the slightest disturbance. If a stray thought intruded at a critical moment in their cultivation, it might lead to cultivation deviation.
The sound of the Roaring Decree could be said to penetrate every hole throughout the universe. Whether from the depths far beneath the earth or from the distant reaches of the void, it could travel over without the slightest obstruction. There was no resisting this sound.
On ordinary days, it was one thing when those Heavenly Venerates used the Roaring Decree. They did not have many Roaring Decrees in their hands. Perhaps a single voice would echo through the universe in an entire day, or perhaps it would remain completely quiet for ten days or half a month. Even so, it still posed considerable risks to some martial artists who were undergoing tribulations or breaking through bottlenecks.
But now...
Luo Zheng was using the Roaring Decree to tell stories, and each story lasted several hours.
For these martial artists, it was an outright torment.
Some martial artists simply gave up cultivating, but they ultimately developed resentment toward Luo Zheng.
However, the entire fortune those martial artists had amassed in their lifetimes might not even be enough to buy a single Roaring Decree. Even if they vented their complaints, Luo Zheng himself could not hear them.
Not long after finishing today's story, Luo Zheng heard a clanging sound from behind. He saw Refining God Child charging straight toward him at incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, he had clamped Luo Zheng's arms with his two claws and said