The Great Void lay silent.
Xu Xuan pressed a hand lightly to his forehead. The Song Clan had actually invited this divine figure here. They certainly had nerve, putting on such a spectacle on an occasion like this. Only someone of her standing in an immortal sect's direct lineage could get away with it.
A slender woman clad in heavy Purple Spirit Armor slowly emerged from the Pale-Gold Thunder Chariot surrounded by thunder marshes. Clouds now veiled her face. Looking only at the Sky-Thunder Emissary, she said softly:
"Thank you, fellow Daoist."
The Four-Direction Thunder Emissaries were not far apart. Seeing her emerge, Xu Xuan immediately tried to retreat into his chariot, but he was a moment too late. Xu Yi looked over, a hint of puzzlement in her eyes, and said softly:
"Oh, it's you. You're the [Calamity-Splitting Sword]?"
She acted as though they were already old friends. Dispelling the clouds over her face, she said softly:
"It's me, from Purple Gold Abbey. Don't recognize me?"
Xu Xuan merely looked toward the [Dipper Pivot Supreme Punishment Seal] suspended below, gestured for silence, and said gravely:
"This is a restricted site of the Thunder Department. Mind your words, fellow Daoist, lest you damage Purple Gold Abbey's reputation."
With that, he closed his eyes to rest, ignoring Xu Yi completely and leaving her hanging.
"Everyone's so solemn."
Xu Yi quieted down and sat on the Thunder Chariot. Several Heavenly Soldiers nearby approached and urged her to watch her words. The execution was imminent, and reckless talk might well bring thunder punishment upon her.
Her purple armor was extremely thin and cinched rather tightly. Divine light flowed over it, keeping her physical body in its proper shape. She could not even use a spell to shrink herself.
Xu Yi looked down at