"Indeed, such existences are rarely seen, but they often bring great trouble," the Taiyi Immortal Monarch said, his eyes concealed, making it impossible for one to discern his gaze.
The Yellow-robed Daoist asked, "Were the Seventy-Two Immortals of the Golden Cave captured?"
If it were merely a defeat or death, that wouldn't matter much. For Immortal Gods, the most agonizing fate is to be sealed and unable to perish on their own, forced to endure prolonged suffering and waiting only for rescue by the Celestial Court.
Of course, it would be a difficult process, but the Celestial Court could always save them—such is the strength of the Immortal Gods.
The Taiyi Immortal Monarch replied, "Hmm, we can't capture their Destiny, nor can we perceive the causality that binds them."
He wasn't worried either, but he pondered how next to deal with that person.
