"Yi He!"
"You... you..." Fire God Zhurong pointed a finger at Yi He. Having reached the pinnacle of fury, his finger shook uncontrollably.
Under Wang Ming's grand revelation, Zhurong understood everything about how Yi He had schemed against him.
In an instant, Fire God Zhurong's entire being filled with raging fire. He cultivated the Law of Fire by nature, and his temper ignited at the slightest spark. Now that this matter had burst out in public, Fire God Zhurong felt both fury and mortification.
"How hilarious!"
"I truly am a laughable person."
"I have livingly turned myself into a joke," Fire God Zhurong lamented in his heart. Right now, he wished he could tear Heavenly Emperor Yi He into tens of thousands of pieces, swallow his blood, and eat his bones.
Yet even more than that, he felt too ashamed to face anyone.
"What is he doing?" Wang Ming waited for Fire God Zhurong to unleash his might and launch a fierce verbal and physical battle against Yi He, but Zhurong did not follow Wang Ming's scenario. Instead, he stood in the air with a haggard expression, his eyes out of focus, muttering something under his breath like Sister Xianglin.
After observing for a moment, Wang Ming cursed inwardly, Damn it, he took the blow too hard and autistically shut down.
As beings who were innately long-lived, they were inherently extremely arrogant and prideful, with exceptionally thin skins.
The Fire God had shut down, but Yi He had not.
Sensing that Wang Ming was about to wake Fire God Zhurong up, Heavenly Emperor Yi He instantly felt that something was terribly wrong and made a decision in a split second.
Cripple Fire God Zhurong.
These gods were extremely difficult to kill. To thoroughly slay a rule-bound god, one had