Those five figures were not very old, yet each possessed a more powerful aura than the last. Leading them was a white-robed man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, his expression incomparably cold and stern.
At his left and right stood four more people of similar age—three men and one woman.
"Who did I think it was? So it's you four. I only killed a few of your junior brothers, yet you've hounded me without end? Why do you people turn up everywhere?"
Emperor Yuan looked at the five of them and spoke coldly.
"Cut the nonsense! Huo Han, murder must be repaid with blood—it is only right and proper! I never imagined that the Divine Hall would harbor scum like you, slaughtering innocents! Since the Divine Hall will not deal with you, we will do it ourselves. We absolutely must avenge our two junior brothers!"
The white-robed man was named Lin Keran. He roared at Emperor Yuan.
"What a joke! Even the Divine Hall has not punished me. What do a few brats like you count for, daring to lecture me? Weren't those junior brothers of yours just trash? And isn't trash meant to be killed?"
Emperor Yuan sneered.
"Huo Han! You still refuse to repent! A worm like you is unfit to remain in the God Realm, much less in the Divine Hall!"
Beside Lin Keran, a fair-faced man dressed in brocade robes roared. His name was Zuo Peng.
"That's right! If we hadn't happened to run into you on our way back to the God Realm and chased you all this way, I'm afraid you would have hidden yourself away again, wouldn't you?"
A burly man built like an iron tower spoke from nearby. His name was Guo Tie.
"Hide? What a joke! You five do have