Divine Pantheon, Third Heaven.
"Taihao, is it true? Lin Mo decided to scout the Anchor where a Dreilling has appeared?"
Pushing the doors open and striding with haste, the usually composed Goddess of Harmony and Commerce, Lihua, rushed into the celestial garden. Her eyes were wide with a rare anxiety. Behind her was the functionary, Yangyang, equally as anxious as the goddess.
Seated lazily at his divine bench while sipping a cup of nebula-swirling tea, Taihao didn't even look up.
Behind him, the former Great Poison Demon, now the Purveyor of Miasma, was hunched over a floating, complex dashboard of runes. The ominous purple glow that he used to emit seemed to dim a little, yet he seemed to have started to emit the holiness similar to a divine being following the Heavenly Laws.
It's like he became a contradiction. Whatever Taihao did to him seemed to alter his path.
