The battlefield was eerily quiet.
Su Yu continued eating the Immortal Root, absorbing and digesting it. It still required time.
To Su Yu, did that matter?
Did it matter whether Hell King had begun plotting long ago?
Ji Tian sorted things out afterward, deduced possibilities, and linked them according to the events that had already happened. It might have been true, or it might have been false...
But none of it mattered!
Yes, Su Yu did not care about that.
He felt that the people present probably did not understand him.
Very few people understood Su Yu.
Would he be filled with righteous indignation?
No!
Would he feel chilled to the bone because Hell King had plotted against the Human Emperor and the others?
No!
If it was false, there was nothing to say. If it was true, he only wanted to say that the Human Emperor and the others had brought it upon themselves. Who told them not to kill her?
So, he had little sympathy.
Yan Huo had been deceived. What did that have to do with him?
He merely admired the Devil Race's sheer resolve. As for the rest... being deceived and killed was what they deserved. They were enemies anyway. What did it have to do with him?
Bai Zhan, Yu, and the others had been set up. What did that have to do with him?
Even if Bai Zhan's side had truly been instructed by Zhou, to put it harshly, it was enough for Su Yu to kill Bai Zhan. Bai Zhan had not massacred the human race of this era; he had massacred those old antiques from the previous tidal era... What did that have to do with Su Yu?
That was why these people still did not understand Su Yu.
Su Yu truly