The Abandoned Son

Discarded Pawns—A crack split open in the void, and an enormous hand of ice reached out from it. A "mouth" tore open in its palm, emitting a shrill, ear-piercing voice.

It was Void-Escape Heaven, who had been lying in wait in the shadows, and his voice carried fury he could no longer suppress.

Those heavenly soldiers and generals controlled by "Imperial Scourge"—or rather, Xu Kuluo, who was currently possessing Imperial Scourge—were the core forces he had painstakingly built up over many years.

"Hahaha!" Xu Kuluo threw back his head and laughed, his laughter overflowing with arrogance. "Void-Escape Heaven, don't get so worked up!"

He glanced at the restless figures below and laughed. "They're nothing but discarded pawns. If they're gone, just recruit more. There are as many of these people as you want."

"I see you don't know how hard it is for the one running the household!" Void-Escape Heaven's voice brimmed with rage. "Do you know how much effort we spent gathering the strength of these mortals?"

"Heh, don't make it sound so noble, Void-Escape Heaven." Xu Kuluo sneered mockingly. "In this battle, weren't they merely tools you used to draw out the enemy? If they're tools, you throw them away once they've been used. What's there to feel sorry for?"

"You!" The massive icy hand clenched violently in the void, its five fingers closing as it grabbed for Xu Kuluo's "dog head."

Chilling air froze everything around them.

But in the next instant, a great hand of clouds and mist appeared between them, gently brushing aside Void-Escape Heaven's icy hand.

Divine Seclusion Heaven's ethereal voice reached both their minds. It held no emotion, yet carried an undeniable majesty. "The Demon-Sealing Tower is what matters. Do not lose the greater for the lesser."

"Divine Seclusion Heaven!" The icy hand