“Stand down!” the divine cultivator in the carriage shouted at the bushy-browed servant. Even all his servants combined wouldn’t rival a god. The Vermilion Bird could kill them without lifting a feather.

A fight between two gods had no clear winner.

The divine cultivator weighed his options. He’d clearly underestimated his enemy. He’d thought the young man was a regular cultivator he could easily extort. 

But this was no easy prey! There was a god protecting him. The would-be bandit forced himself to calmly face this development.

He wasn’t confident that he’d be able to defeat the Vermilion Bird. After all, a divine beast could easily overpower a human cultivator...