"Devas!"
Devas! Devas! Devas!
The roaring voices of these two overlapped, echoing throughout the Heavenly Realm, stacking upon each other like waves, one layer after another.
In an instant, the two were about to issue a curse!
It was then, a wooden staff was raised, and in a flash, it shot across the sky, bringing with it a strong gust of wind that pointed right in front of the two Immortals.
The wind howled!
The hair of the two Immortals danced wildly, causing a dramatic change in their expressions.
"Silence!"
Silence! Silence! Silence!
The terrifying roar rose again, its sound like the waters of the Ganges, vast and relentless, echoing continuously around them.
The stunned Immortals around them all turned their heads involuntarily, looking towards the figure holding the wooden staff, their emotions in turmoil and their expressions anxious, as if enshrouded in a series of hurried piano strings.