Yang Jian went alone to the True Martial Manor and informed its many divine generals of everything. Then he went to the North Pole Exorcism Institute and told Heavenly Marshal Tian Peng the same. After Qi WuHuo took on the duties of the Northern Emperor as well, the North Pole Exorcism Institute also came under his command.
This Emperor Lord, already renowned throughout the Six Realms, simply walked slowly through the Human World with the child born from the Bodhi Fruit. If he wished, he could travel tens of thousands of miles in a single thought. Yet with the child beside him, he seemed to wander without purpose, waiting only for Longevity of the South Pole to make his final decision.
So there was no need to hurry. Their pace seemed leisurely, but they had in fact traveled swiftly from the Buddhist lands in the west to the Human World. Once they reached its lands, they slowed down, pausing now and then by mountains and rivers, or stopping in cities to take in the sights.
Most beings newly arrived in this world were filled with curiosity about its vastness, and tried to understand it in their own way. The little boy born from the Bodhi Fruit was no different. He looked at flowers, clouds, and trees, and watched fallen leaves send ripples across the river.
Qi WuHuo sat on a blue-gray stone, gazing into the distance at the southern sky. Thunder rumbled over South Pole Longevity Heaven.
A mighty divine sense seemed to lock onto Qi WuHuo, yet it could not draw near. Under his calm gaze, it had already scattered apart. The Daoist's eyes swept over the leaden clouds pressing down above the heavenly gate. The storm clouds, which had been about to turn into thunderbolts and strike him