“The Venerable Cihang of the Azure Grotto-Heaven, the Taiyi God of the World of Everlasting Joy.”
In a corner of Changzhen City, a frail Earth God fought desperately with what little incense power he had left.
“Subdue demons, vanquish fiends, dispel calamities and evil. Relieve suffering and save souls from the dead.”
“What a pain!”
Cheng An grumbled.
Who would have thought that a little teahouse would enshrine such an evil thing?
