Chapter 337: Earth Lord Seal! Office of the Earth Lord! Seal of the Lord of Mount Tai! Enhancing Martial Arts!
“Heh.” The Earth Lord let out a cold laugh.
But then, the battle between gods and immortals that Head Constable Wang had half-expected never came. The Earth Lord, it seemed, had no intention of striking at all.
“This wretched form of mine will soon scatter into nothingness between Heaven and Earth. Who would have thought, at the brink of dissolution, I’d encounter you, little Daoist? Very well. Let me give you a gift, call it a return for the mercy you’ve shown.”
From within the humble Earth Temple, a streak of divine light shot forth, falling directly into Li Yanchu’s hands. Looking closely, he saw it was an ancient, unadorned seal, faintly glowing with golden radiance. At its base, four archaic characters were carved, though time had rendered them blurred and indistinct.
“What is this?” Li Yanchu asked.
For a long while, there was no reply. He lifted his head slightly, only to see that He Sanhu, whose voice had moments before carried that cold, aged tone, had already collapsed unconscious. The icy aura, too, was gone.
Li Yanchu’s brows arched slightly.
“Daoist Master Yanchu... has that Earth Lord departed?” Head Constable Wang asked.
“Yes.” Li Yanchu fell into silence.
The so-called Earth Lord had only ever been a wisp of divine thought, lingering about the temple’s shell in pitiful survival.
Yet, rather than fade peacefully into nothingness, he chose instead to expend his final strength to curse and slay He Sanhu’s gang.
What kind of grudge could drive such resolve?