Immortals in the Tang Dynasty, first signs in the late Han

"Minister Li?"

It was not that Li Er dared not fight. As long as the siege outside the city was lifted, he would surely have a chance.

But those troops had cut off every possibility. He had tried every means available, all to no avail.

Then this pagoda appeared, holding dominion over the land and lighting up the night.

"What is that thing?!"

"Fuck, are the Han people really this ridiculous?"

"What the hell? Which god is this?"

Amid the chaos, the army camp erupted into mutiny.

Li Jing arrived bearing the pagoda, hovering above the city walls.

"Your Majesty, the Divine Lord has bestowed the Heavenly Scripture upon me, allowing me to seek immortality and pursue the Dao. After this, I can no longer intervene and entangle myself in karmic cause and effect."

"Farewell, my minister. May you watch over our Tang Dynasty!"

Only then did Li Er understand. Though he was an emperor, supreme among mortals, he still had his limits.

With such a divine treasure and such divine power, what would he have to fear? He could charge through the enemy ranks seven times and back all by himself.

Was I simply too weak after all?

As she watched Li Jing fly away, Changsun Wuyou, still inside the palace, finally made up her mind.

The beads in her hand scattered across the floor.

Why not set out with a sword and move the Divine Lord with my sincerity, so that I too might seek immortality and pursue the Dao?

One day later.

Changsun Wuyou vanished without a trace, leaving only a letter behind.

"I no longer have any attachment to the mortal world. Without eternal life, I will ultimately turn to dust."

He understood.

Reading the letter as he sat in court, Li Er felt a trace