Ye Xiwen's dominance was even more overwhelming than before.
If people had previously thought Ye Xiwen might not be able to do it, that he was merely putting on a bold front, then no one thought so now.
Having slain three kings in succession, he truly possessed such qualifications and confidence.
At this moment, the Nine Infant Demon King could no longer speak any tough words. Knowing that today would likely not end peacefully, he roared, "Ye Xiwen, this Ten Thousand Clans Assembly was convened for the peace of the continent. Are you trying to destroy the continent's peace and provoke all races?"
In a single breath, the Nine Infant Demon King pinned the label of disrupting continental peace onto Ye Xiwen.
The experts of every race also looked at Ye Xiwen with some concern. After all, they had done no small amount of kicking the Human Race while it was down. If Ye Xiwen insisted on settling accounts, what would they do then?
If it truly came to that, they would rather risk enormous losses to join forces and slaughter Ye Xiwen. With more than a hundred King Tier experts acting together, no matter how formidable Ye Xiwen was, it would be useless. Before them, only a dead end awaited him.
"Stop trying to sow discord. Today, I only came to kill remnants like you!" Ye Xiwen understood the Nine Infant Demon King's intentions perfectly. How could he let him succeed? If he truly intended to settle accounts, then every race was guilty and none could escape. But likewise, the Human Race would become the target of public condemnation. For the current Human Race, that would be no different from a catastrophe that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
After all, others might not know, but how