“Heh.” The Earth Lord let out a cold laugh.0

But then, the battle between gods and immortals that Head Constable Wang had half-expected never came. The Earth Lord, it seemed, had no intention of striking at all.0

“This wretched form of mine will soon scatter into nothingness between Heaven and Earth. Who would have thought, at the brink of dissolution, I’d encounter you, little Daoist? Very well. Let me give you a gift, call it a return for the mercy you’ve shown.”0

From within the humble Earth Temple, a streak of divine light shot forth, falling directly into Li Yanchu’s hands. Looking closely, he saw it was an ancient, unadorned seal, faintly glowing with golden radiance. At its base, four archaic characters were carved, though time had rendered them blurred and indistinct.0

“What is this?” Li Yanchu asked.0

For a long while, there was no reply. He lifted his head slightly, only to see that He Sanhu,...0