Li Xizhi hurriedly bowed his head and spoke softly:
"Greetings, Great Monster..."
The Scales Beast circled in the air, gazed intently toward the north, then mounted clouds and mist, flying north at speed.
Li Xizhi looked anxiously toward the north, while Yang Xiao'er by his side watched the Zifu Great Monster depart, and whispered:
"Husband, something momentous is about to happen... I fear the Shangyuan Perfected Lord is fighting with the Buddhist practitioners."
Li Xizhi had already anticipated much after observing for some time, but could not say more to his wife. He simply shook his head in silence, gazing only at the meteorites falling like rain, plunging into the sea and the Four Seas everywhere.
He took a step forward, somewhat hesitant. The two, as husband and wife, rode the wind down from Mount Smelt, drawing near to the water's surface that reflected myriad rosy clouds. Li Xizhi wore a solemn expression, while Yang Xiao'er looked startled:
"Eh?"
