"Count me in!" Suddenly, another peerlessly overbearing figure crossed realms and arrived. An unprecedentedly powerful aura locked directly onto Ye Xiwen, pinning him firmly in place. "He killed my puppet. This matter cannot simply be let go!"
Ye Xiwen immediately recalled that this should be the true leader of the North Mountain Clan. He had never expected that something done so long, long ago would only erupt now.
Crushed beneath the auras of three peerless overlords, dense beads of cold sweat emerged across Ye Xiwen's forehead. Every bone in his body seemed to be under enormous pressure, creaking and cracking.
Ye Xiwen looked down at the human gathering below on the planet. Could the human overlords really watch this happen with folded arms?
"Stop looking at them. This time, not even your Ye Family can save you!" the Nine Infant Demon King said coldly. "At most, your Ye Family is merely a Marquis Clan. How can it be mentioned in the same breath as us?"
Ye Xiwen swept his gaze over them. Among humanity, the Ye Family could indeed be considered a colossal existence. Yet the three overlords before him—one was the demon king of the Nine Infant Clan, one of the Ten Great Royal Clans of the Hundred Clans Alliance and leader of the North Mountain Clan, and one was an envoy from the Ancient Phoenix World—each possessed the qualifications to stand shoulder to shoulder with humanity's kings. What was a mere Ye Family in comparison?
"Ye Xiwen, you had best surrender without resistance. You should know that, for the sake of humanity, no one is beyond sacrifice. You are no exception!" At that moment, another figure descended from the heavens. Clad in a crimson robe, he was as dazzling as the sun itself. No one could look directly