"You... You actually dared humiliate me like this!"
His gaze passed over Jian Kongzhu and Chu Tianwang, landing on the Chaos God Emperor above the Ancient Road.
Those eyes were bloodshot, filled with rage and humiliation.
"Shen Wutian! What does your Chaos God Clan intend to do? You let an Ancient God provoke me—are you openly colluding with the Human Race? Are you declaring war on my Chaos Demon Race, on all the Azure Heaven Ancient Clans?"
His voice echoed through the Starry Sky, every word exploding like thunder.
The Chaos God Emperor stood there, golden divine radiance enveloping his entire body, his expression impossible to discern.
His hands still hung at his sides, utterly motionless.
His breathing remained as steady as if he were asleep.
But everyone saw it—his eyelid twitched slightly.
Bai Wujiang's roar continued.
He no longer cared about an emperor's dignity or Supreme Heaven's honor.
A woman had severed his shoulder with one sword strike. A white-haired man had shattered the demon flames protecting his body with one punch. Before the Myriad Worlds and Myriad Races, he had been chased down and beaten, hacked until he was drenched in blood.
His honor had already been utterly lost. The only thing he could do now was make the Chaos God Emperor step in, make the Chaos God Emperor stop Jian Kongzhu, make the Chaos God Emperor give him an explanation.
"Shen Wutian! Are you deaf? I am speaking to you! Your clansman—an Ancient God of your Chaos God Clan—is cutting down this emperor! You will not interfere? You are just going to watch? What does the alliance of the Azure Heaven Clans mean in your eyes? What does the alliance between the Chaos God Clan and the Chaos Demon Race mean in your eyes?"
His voice grew