This was destined not to be a fair contest.
With a sweep of her fair, slender hand, the Goddess of Liuli had cloaked Wu Wang in a soft glow of Divine Light, escorting him smoothly from the Immortal Island to land squarely in the center of the Sword Inquiry Pool.
Tens of thousands of beings looked on from all sides. Dozens of Divine Spirits faced each other from the north and south. Amongst the crowd mingled strong entities such as the Candle Dragon, Emperor Shun. Outside Heaven and Earth, another vastly powerful force awaited its descent from the sky.
For Wu Wang, the best solution today was to send these Divine Spirits away, buying Grandpa and the Martial God more time to establish a stable alliance of Outer Sky Divine Spirits. Of course, Wu Wang wasn't particularly fixated on 'perfection'. If something was unachievable, he'd resort to the next best option; if the Candle Dragon intervened today, there'd be no need for further discussion—it would be all-out war.
