As the words fell, an old man holding a divination banner, wearing a tattered straw hat, and dressed in a hemp robe slowly emerged from the void.
He was as shriveled as a twig, hunched over, looking like he was nearing the end of his days.
Beneath his kind eyes and good-natured face was a hint of humor, appearing to be a friendly and harmless elder at first glance.
"Hahaha, the Lord of the Earth Department lives up to his name."
"Did you know of my existence from the very beginning?"
The gray eyebrows quivered slightly: "It seems there's a traitor among us."
"What should we do now?"
Chunhua Immortal Emperor stroked his somewhat disheveled white beard, smiling bitterly.
"Let this old man divine and see who it is."
His emaciated left hand gently shook the divination banner, while his right hand continually formed seals.
Brother Cheng immediately felt a mysterious aura, hard to describe or understand, swirling around him.
