Chu Xingyao's cool, indifferent voice echoed out, and she did not say another word.
Yet that single sentence directly shattered the oppressive atmosphere Shen Ming had painstakingly created.
The wavering experts of the four great clans regained their confidence. That was right—they had joined the Human God Dynasty not because of temporary gains and losses, but because of Chu Tian's immense potential, invincible combat power, and unpredictable future.
Though the Azure Heaven Clans were powerful now, the events of the Myriad Realms Ruins stood as a warning from the past.
Who dared say that the Azure Heaven Clans within the Starry Sky Ancient Road would not repeat the Myriad Realms Ruins' mistakes?
The Green-Robed Patriarch's eyes brightened for a moment, but quickly dimmed again.
He said in a low voice:
"That's true... but what if? What if Chu Tian truly cannot come out? What if he really died in some secret realm? What will happen to people like us then?"
No one could answer him.
Shen Ming's expression darkened, and the golden light surging around him grew even more violent.
No matter how he displayed his strength, the matter of the Myriad Realms Ruins would forever remain the greatest pain in the Azure Heaven Clans' hearts—a massive wound, an irreparable loss.
A huge piece had been torn directly from the immortal foundation the Azure Heaven Clans had painstakingly built. Every time someone mentioned it, it was like ripping open their scars.
His voice squeezed out from deep in his throat, carrying the icy coldness and killing intent born after suppression had reached its limit.
"Since you fools refuse to see reason, then all of you can go die. All of you must die."
He took a step out of the Qingtian Divine Realm. Golden light exploded around him, and his