"Han Wu, what are you trying to do? I'm warning you—Elder Gu Feng has already advanced to become the Dark God King. If you dare harm me, you'll pay dearly!" Gu Bei threatened.
Yet even he himself did not believe the words he had just spoken.
"I truly want to see what Elder Gu Feng, now that he's advanced to Dark God King, can possibly do to me," Han Wu said.
During the divine war between the Life Faction and the Death Faction, Han Wu had not feared the Destruction Clan.
Now that the Destruction Clan had fled to the Beast Taming Civilization like homeless dogs, did they really expect Han Wu to fear them?
Gu Bei's face turned ashen, as though all color had drained from his life.
He understood that this time, he was likely not going back.
"Our Destruction Clan has made outstanding contributions to Divine Realm Civilization. We are heroes of Divine Realm Civilization. You cannot simply kill me like this!" After pondering for a moment, Gu Bei said.
He hoped to use the Destruction Clan's former glory to save his own life.
Han Wu merely snorted coldly.
"Indeed, your Destruction Clan once made tremendous contributions to the progress of Divine Realm Civilization. But how many years ago was that? Fifty years? A hundred? How many outrageous and inhuman deeds has the Destruction Clan committed under that banner?"
"If I had no backing, would the Giant Emblem already have been taken by you?"
"If I were merely an ordinary Divine Realm Player, your Destruction Clan could probably drown me with a single mouthful of spit."
"Divine Realm Civilization is vast. The contribution made by your Destruction Clan is only a tiny part of its development. No Lineage can lie on its laurels and feast until death.