In the lower realm, within the mortal world.
In the land of Chu Prefecture.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunder rumbled, and amidst the roaring, drumbeats could be heard emerging from the storm, approaching from afar, their rhythmic pulses stirring the spirit of anyone who heard them.
Within the great mountains of Chu Prefecture.
An Immortal fled in terror, as if there was something in the skies that filled him with dread, forcing him to run for his life.
"One of the Twenty-Eight Constellations, Room God, submit immediately!"
A voice wrapped in celestial might boomed from within the thunder, resonant as a massive bell.
This Immortal was indeed one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations, one of the Eastern Seven Constellations.
Room God looked up, his eyes filled with terror.
He knew he could not escape.