"Master, I've finished speaking!"
Gong Mingyue nodded, glanced at Hei Xiangling, and saw that she was trembling all over, her scarlet eyes filled with hatred for the Heavenly Emperor.
"Dog Heavenly Lord, the hatred of annihilating your clan is irreconcilable! I, Hei Xiangling, will pay the price with my life to wipe out your entire divine race!"
The crowd exchanged glances and whispered amongst themselves, seemingly trying to determine whether the ancient fire qilin's words were true or false.
The fairy stepped forward and said sternly, "How can one-sided statements be convincing? How can an ancient fire qilin speak so recklessly?"
Hongyu snorted coldly: "Every word I, the Qilin, have spoken is true. Whether it is mere bluff or not, the Heavenly Lord knows best."
The Heavenly Lord remained silent, narrowing his eyes as he stared at Hong Yu: "The Kunpeng clan possesses immense divine power, and as the Heavenly Lord, I naturally wish to bring them under my command. What benefit would it bring me to kill them?"
"So, the Heavenly Lord doesn't acknowledge it?"
Gong Mingyue said.
"How can the words of a sacred beast be trusted?"
"that is······"
"That sacred beast, the Fire Qilin, is his contracted beast, so naturally it's helping him."
"·····"
The gods gradually sided with the Heavenly Lord, criticizing Gong Mingyue. Hei Xiangling was also somewhat confused, and Hong Yu turned to look at her.
Trust me.
Seeing his serious expression, Hei Xiangling looked at him with complicated emotions.
"Good! The Heavenly Lord is truly persistent to the bitter end!"
As Gong Mingyue spoke, he glanced at the clouds above.
Then, the oppressive force from the Heavenly Dao arrived, a bolt of lightning struck down, and clouds from all directions gathered together, forming a huge natural screen.
This is the power of the messengers of the Nine Realms!
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