Whoosh...
A cool breeze rose, whipping the Yellow-Black Daoist's robes. He turned with it, only to see the Old Beggar tear open the mystic yellow radiance and swallow it in one gulp!
A speck of mystic yellow light traveled down the Old Beggar's neck and into his chest and belly. It made nine circuits before vanishing without a trace.
"Burp..."
After a satisfied belch, the Old Beggar opened his mouth and breathed out a puff of mystic yellow Smoke Aura. It scattered in the wind and disappeared in an instant. Then he said to the Daoist, "You old bastard, always scheming. You haven't got an honest bone in your body! But from what you just said, are you planning to make a move against the Central Plains? Li Tang has united All Under Heaven in the Central Lands, and its Fortune is at its height. In a few years, it'll likely enter an Age of Flourishing, all blazing oil and brocade blossoms. Even if a Cycle Tribulation comes, how could that let you subdue the Heavenly Origin?"
"Great nations often fall not to enemies, but to turmoil within." The Yellow-Black Daoist's words carried a deeper meaning. "The rise and fall of Dynasties, the turning of Yin-Yang, the transformations of life and death—these often arise in ways no one expects." With that, he looked away and turned to leave once more!
But a beam of divine light burst from the Old Beggar's brow!
The light was purple-gold. The moment it appeared, it tore through space and radiated pure destruction. Just as it was about to strike the Yellow-Black Daoist, he shook his mystic yellow robe. The Mystic Yellow Banner emerged from the void and blocked the light.
"What is the meaning of this, fellow Daoist?"
"Well, would you look at that.