The bells of Green Lotus Hall rang out.
Daoist sounds rose from the central peak and spread through the Forty-Nine Dragon Mountains. Dragon energy churned through the earth's veins, creating a magnificent sight of ten thousand dragons ascending to heaven. The vital energy throughout Green Lotus Hall grew tenfold, and the laws of heaven and earth drew closer to the Golden Age, opening a path forward for countless disciples.
Inside the main hall.
Fang Yang sat above them all, wearing the Green Lotus Dharma Robe Yan Ruyu had woven with her own hands. Its splendor held a simple grace, its majesty an ethereal air. He looked like a True Immortal beyond the mortal world.
Below him, White Tiger Daoist and Mountain Phoenix Daoist stood on opposite sides. Zhu Huang, Old Immortal Crane, Xiao Song, Huang Tiannv, Dragon Horse, and the others stood at attention alongside them.
As they faced Fang Yang, each had different thoughts.
How did White Tiger and Old Rooster get out?
They're both veteran Quasi-Emperors. I haven't reached that realm yet, but even if I did, I'd struggle to surpass them in combat strength within several hundred years.
And those two unruly fellows actually submitted to someone else. Even if Hall Master Fang has the makings of a Great Emperor, they shouldn't be this obedient.
Zhu Huang glanced sideways at White Tiger Daoist and Old Rooster, finding their "timid" bearing peculiar.
Others present might have thought White Tiger Daoist and Old Rooster looked imposing, their auras as unfathomable as a deep sea. But Zhu Huang had met both demons several times and even fought them. He knew this was what they looked like with their power restrained.
*I don't know why those two old fellows submitted to Fang Yang, but I'm in serious trouble. They'll probably take