At the heart of Fengdu City's inner city stood an immortal island suspended above an abyss, a vertical disk wrapped in rosy light;
Within this dim, low-hanging world, countless streams of light like fireflies on a summer night flew in from every direction, absorbed by the enormous disk.
An endless stream of living souls also walked along ten enormous pitch-black chains, escorted without cease by Underworld Emissaries from the ten Halls of Yama to the front of the Reincarnation Disk...
This was hardly Li Changshou's first time seeing such a sight.
He was once again delivering someone to reincarnation before the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, yet Li Changshou's state of mind this time was completely different.
Last time, he had sent his Martial Uncle Wan Jiangyu off to be reborn with a faint sense of peace and joy, laying down a matter that had weighed on his heart and making up for a regret in his master the Turbid Immortal's limited immortal life.
This time, though, it simply felt awful.
Utterly awful!
"Moo~ Lord Water God, when that great person went through tribulations, could you have been Heavenly Court's... this?"
"Do not speak such nonsense!"
Looking at the thumb extended beside him, Li Changshou said solemnly, "The Heavenly Court exists to preserve the stability of heaven and earth and defend the order of the Three Realms. You must not speak of it this way!
A divine post does not represent authority. You and I are merely living beings assisting the Heavenly Dao's operation."
Ox-Head and Horse-Face hurriedly nodded. They wanted to force out a few flattering words, only to discover that this sort of thing was rather too difficult for them Wu...
To be fair, if it were not so they could reasonably be this simple-minded, why would Pangu God