Inside the Southern Heavenly Gate, Plague Lord watched Lu Chen's figure vanish into the end of the sea of clouds before slowly withdrawing his gaze and clasping his hands. "Gentlemen, shall we move to the Nine Dragon Palace for a proper discussion?"
The immortals exchanged glances and nodded one after another.
—Whoosh!
Several streaks of rainbow light tore through the clouds, shooting toward the Nine Dragon Palace.
Seeing that the great matter had been settled, the myriad immortals around them dispersed as well, no longer lingering.
"Your Excellency, do not forget our agreement!"
Broom Star prayed inwardly. To avoid being noticed by the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, he shrank into the clouds and quietly departed on a cloud.
Little did he know that the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King had long since caught sight of him. It was simply that he could not spare the time to pursue the matter now.
He lowered his head and looked at the pagoda in his hand, divine light flowing across its surface.
Though the danger of leaking fortune had indeed been resolved.
And the Destiny-Fixing Soul-Calming Lotus had worked just as expected.
The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King knew that the pagoda before him was no longer the pagoda it had once been.
Lu Chen—had become the most troublesome variable within it.
He quietly drew a breath and turned to look at Nezha, who was bound by a jade tablet nearby.
To his surprise, Nezha bared his teeth in a cold sneer. "You old bastard! Now that this pagoda no longer obeys your every command, remember this well—the grudge between you and me will have plenty of time to grow!"
The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's expression changed sharply. Amid the anger surging into his heart was even greater alarm.
"Father, let Second Brother and me escort Third Brother back