Shen Ming stood at the edge of the Qingtian Divine Realm, golden light flowing around him.
His gaze moved away from the Human Emperor Guard advancing ahead, swept over the Four Clans Allied Army tearing apart the Devil Race's formation, and finally settled on the purple figure surrounded at the center.
A cold curve lifted at the corner of his mouth. His voice spread from the Qingtian Divine Realm, surging in all directions like a tide. It pierced through starfields, secret realms, and the void across countless light-years, reaching clearly into the ears of everyone watching this battlefield.
"So many of you defected to the Human God Dynasty and looked down on the Azure Heaven Clans. Why have only this few come now? After witnessing the strength of the Azure Heaven Clans, have you begun to regret it?"
His faint laughter echoed through the Starry Sky, cold and grating.
He looked down upon the experts of every clan who were fighting a bloody battle against the Chaos Demon Race to receive Chu Xingyao, and upon the Human Emperor Guard clad in golden armor. His voice carried lofty majesty and mockery.
"Listen well, Myriad Races of the Heavens. You have seen the power of the Azure Heaven Clans. For those who have defected to the Human God Dynasty, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turn back and you shall reach the shore. The Imperial Dynasty Crown Prince's own elder sister is under siege, yet the Human Race can only dispatch this mere hundred or so Human Emperor Guards. What do they have to contend against the Azure Heaven Clans?
"That Chu Tian—the so-called Human Emperor Successor, Imperial Dynasty Crown Prince, savior of the Human Race—is he a savior, or a joke?
"Even now, he cowers like a turtle with its