"The Earth Immortal Realm... the Human Emperor Sword has broken.
Ji Fa ascended the throne and called himself the Son of Heaven. The Human Race's status has fallen, the Spiritual Qi has been cut off, and ninety percent of their talent has been locked away..."
Suiren Clan's hand pressed down on the desk. A crack burst open down the middle of that Agarwood Desk, spreading outward from beneath his palm, only stopping when it reached the corner.
Rage made the temperature in the entire great hall plunge by three degrees.
"You're saying the Human Emperor is gone.
From now on, those children in the Earth Immortal Realm will have to lower their heads to gods and immortals, and the one who leads them is even called the 'Son of Heaven'?"
He chewed those last two words to pieces, every syllable wrapped in fire that was about to spill over.
Son of Heaven, the son of the heavens.
The Human Race's spine had been snapped, pressed into the dirt, and then planted with a flag bearing the word "Heaven."
This was naked humiliation!
Youchao Clan's ten fingers were clasped together on his knees, the pads of his fingers pressing into each other hard enough to leave pale marks one after another. His heart felt no better.
"We cannot swallow this."
Ziyi Clan stood by the window, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the window frame. The cold, hard wooden edge ground her fingertips until they ached, yet it still could not suppress the fire surging in her chest. Her gaze was dark.
"We have endured for so many years.
Endured until even our own bones have knelt soft?
Those children in the Earth Immortal Realm may have knelt, but we ancestors are not all dead yet!"
If this Tribulation had only been for