"Why did you have to be so blind to what's good for you, so determined to seek death?" Within the formation, the Lord of Slaughter showed not the slightest trace of panic.
That blood-colored long saber, an Origin treasure, was gripped in his hand, killing intent filling the sky!
"You killed our Supreme, abducted our clansmen... and you still dare act so righteous!
"My Light Saint Race will never rest until either we or you humans are dead!"
"You don't know how to appreciate favor." The Lord of Slaughter said calmly, "With the situation your Light Saint Race is in now, you are only one step away from extermination.
"Our race's Supreme is kindhearted and wished to bring you into the human race, dissolving the punishment of the greater universe.
"Was that concern wasted?"
"Spare us your false affection!
"Supreme Fan Huan kindly invited Chu Yuan as a guest, only to be ambushed and killed by him!
"And now you keep mouthing the excuse that it's for our race's good while abducting our people...
"Keep that kindness for you humans to bear yourselves!"
The great formation revolved. Thousands upon thousands of white beams, blazing to the utmost extreme, converged at a single point and shone upon the Lord of Slaughter.
The killing aura around him vanished, his battle armor hissed and crackled, and the tips of his hair curled from the scorching heat.
Saber-light flared, briefly cleaving the holy light apart, but the next instant, it swept back again...
The Lord of Slaughter also found it troublesome.
The other side seemed to have expected this long ago and had set up a great formation on the path he had to take!
The moment he stepped into it, it was already too late...
These remnants of the Light Saint Race... refused