"Just a mere soul sense from the lower realm, yet you dared to face Me directly. That truly suited your character, Xia Wu. Back then, you followed Me through countless campaigns, conquering untold territories for Me, and We cherished one another as kindred spirits. I gave you glory and wealth, and even bestowed the position of Grand Marshal upon you. I even gifted you Bixi, one of the Nine Dragons, as your mount. Yet you showed no gratitude toward Me. You actually carried on a secret affair with the rebellious consort, Ying Pei, and fathered a child with her. How could you betray the trust I placed in you! Were all these actions your repayment to Me?" Long Xuantian roared in a low voice. These words had clearly been bottled up in his heart for hundreds of years, with no chance to speak them. Now, he had become so enraged that he could only utter them in a low voice—even though the matter had long since spread throughout the upper realm and become known to everyone.
"Tyrant, there's no need to bring up the past again. Back then, I ate the ruler's food and served the ruler loyally. That was only right. But look at everything you've done, before and after. When I followed you, I conquered countless lands for you and offered endless strategies for the sake of the state. Why? Because back then, your heart embraced the whole world! You stood up for the people! But what about later? For your own selfish gain, you hoarded immortal crystals, plundered every tribe, killed at will, and ruled with brutality, stopping at nothing for resources! I remonstrated with you at the risk of my life time and again, only to be driven from the court every time. What a bitter