Within the Original Heavenly God Cult's Supreme Temple, there was a long silence.
Throughout the entire He State, there rang out a long, mournful wail.
The war—or rather, a one-sided slaughter—had already begun. Before Zong Dezhen or Jing Kingdom's higher will spoke, Xian Nankui would not stop, and the Divine Strategy Army's blades would not be sheathed.
"...Is that all?" Zong Dezhen finally asked.
The Grand Master of Yujing Mountain had heard the Original Heavenly God's explanation, yet he did not seem satisfied.
The blue-robed divine figure manifested by the Original Heavenly God, whose face could not be seen clearly, displayed no majesty at all. Like a furious beast trapped in a cage, He suppressed His voice and growled in rage, "I only knew they intended to do something here! I did not know Yin Xiaoheng would come, much less that they meant to kill Yin Xiaoheng! Your Jing Kingdom did not inform me beforehand!"
"You don't know who they are?" Zong Dezhen asked again.
"Think about it—would they let me know their identities? They did not even dare step into this temple. They merely sent covert messages from the He State's border!" That was what the Original Heavenly God had intended to say, but facing Zong Dezhen's violet eyes, He could only add resentfully, "The person who spoke with me was very likely that King Zhao of the Equality State!"
"Why do you say that?" Zong Dezhen asked.
"I am only guessing; I can only guess! You need not believe me, but I have given you an answer!" the Original Heavenly God said.
Zong Dezhen said nothing.
Yet the Divine Strategy Army's razing of mountains and smashing of temples continued.
This mighty army from the Central Empire encountered no obstruction whatsoever within the He State, galloping wherever it pleased.