"Here we go again, each time worse than the last. If it weren't for the Fate Immortal's prophecy, the whole Heavenly Realm would probably be destroyed." The Flower Fairy's eyes were filled with worry.
"Wind Immortal, it's up to you." A cold-faced man carrying three swords glanced at the person beside him. "Get it done quickly."
"I think we might as well just die." A frail man surrounded by a green glow pouted, but didn't move.
Such astonishing words, yet there were a few who agreed.
"Exactly, I came to the Heavenly Realm to be an Immortal, but it's like managing these disasters every day like a beast of burden. What's the point."
"The Hall Master tricked us into coming here and then fell asleep himself, what's this big secret, fooling nobody."
"Die, then die, I've had enough!"
"..."
A group of people argued noisily in front of the whirlwind, completely lackadaisical.
