“Daoist Kasyapa, why are you helping the Eternal Sacred Land? To not respond to Master Lightford’s summons is one thing, but who do you think you are helping?” A sallow god with a rather patchy beard demanded an explanation.

“I do what I want. It’s none of your business.” Divine Kasyapa was hardly the most cordial of people. He treated the question with scorn.

“Alright. If you’ve resolved to oppose Master Lightford, you deserve our contempt!” The response he got incensed the sallow god.

He traded a look with his companion. That the two gods couldn’t take down Divine Kasyapa for so long made...