Above, the gods called the roll and appointed commanders. Even that unruly black-furred monkey, though he showed no respect on the surface, could not help but feel something stir within him.
Whether it was the reverent Eight-Armed Divine Dragon, the mad bull with words stuck in his throat, or the scale-armored giant sealed into the form of a burly man, all instinctively stood in awe before such a solemn sight.
Though Yuan Muxi's heart leaned toward Eastern Learning, he had been born and raised here after all, and could not avoid being influenced by all manner of things. His emotions, too, surged at this moment.
Yet their solemnity and emotional upheaval were all observed by the gods in the heavens. At the same time, the gods' own moods and fluctuations were constantly being revealed—and were caught by another group of people.
This group held not the slightest reverence for the gods. Instead, they scrutinized them with amusement, because they knew some of what lay behind this, including Qiu Yan's thoughts.
"It seems that the Black Heaven God has already made contact with Zhutuolan's gods."
The Black Heaven God also held the rank of a Heaven Lord. He had once been caught in the turmoil beyond Donghua alongside the Southern Dipper, Sun Eater, and Red Buddha. But when the Three-Manifest Dharma Realm underwent its tremendous upheaval, the imprisoned gods within had broken free one after another, and the Black Heaven God had thereby regained his power.
However, when the Three-Manifest Dharma Realm changed, countless Yellow Dragons had surged forth, accompanied by innumerable Heart Demon phantoms. Their methods were profound and mysterious; even Heaven Lords could not suppress them at once. The two sides had battled for a long time, only recently freeing their hands.
"Previously, I blocked left and right, sealing