"Let me down! Or you'll have a bitter pill to swallow in a moment!"
On the city wall of Golden Rooster Pass in the Great Shang Dynasty.
A pitifully small old man stood on the wall, stark naked from head to toe, a sight too wretched to bear.
A wooden pole hoisted half his body into the air, and he had simply been tied there.
Clearly.
Daoist Randeng was no match whatsoever for Kong Xuan.
After all, as the first pre-heaven coffin bearer.
Daoist Randeng did not actually fit very well into the Immortal Path system Hongjun had established.
After all, something like him, capable of burying everything.
Should have stayed buried in darkness to develop.
Just like those forbidden zones of darkness in fantasy worlds.
He should not have appeared in a world of open light.
Something like the three corpses was an excruciating transformation for him.
It forcibly remade his constitution into a version more favored by the Primordial World, which was now under Hongjun's control!
Although Daoist Randeng could indeed be called successful after joining a Sage's orthodoxy.
Clearly, the nearly hundred million years he had spent back then had already opened a considerable gulf between him and the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace from his generation!
The most obvious sign was that most of the powerful figures from his generation were either already dead or at the peak of the primordial origin golden immortal realm.
Yet he was still only at the late primordial origin golden immortal stage.
During the Investiture of the Gods war, he was actually only equivalent to an ordinary, normal second-tier primordial origin golden immortal of later ages!
And what about Kong Xuan?
He had never attended the sermons of Old Ancestor Hongjun, the first Sage between Heaven and Earth.
Because