Just as he finished speaking, the void trembled. One after another, figures began to appear: This Master, Primordial Venerable, Immortal Yuding, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Teachings, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, and all the other Sages materialized.
Yang Jian's expression changed drastically. This is a massive conspiracy, he thought. With all the Sages gathered, they must have planned this long ago. His face turned pale as he spun to face Immortal Yuding. "Master, why are you doing this?" he shouted. "Isn't the Primordial Chaos good enough? Why do you insist on descending into the outside world?"
