"Good!"
As Ah Yin's voice fell, the Monarch Domain fell into silence once more.
Inside the Qiankun Asking-Love Valley, the Old Plane Spirit swung his staff out again.
"Tang Hao, for these past six thousand years, you have never once fulfilled your responsibilities as the Lord of the Plane. It is time for you to step down from this position."
"Whether I step down or not is not for you to decide. Besides, this is the best decision to save billions of lives from fire and water!"
Tang Hao shouted in a deep voice, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer in his hands.
"Where do you think that fire and water came from? Wasn't it provoked by the Sea God Tang San himself?"
"You aren't saving the masses; you are sacrificing the lives of others for the sake of your Tang family's own interests!"
The Old Plane Spirit's eyes darkened. A terrifying Demon Origin surged forth, and the long staff in his hand tore the very space asunder.
Hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes narrowed.
"It seems you all know. Then there is no need for further talk. Since ancient times, the winner takes all and the loser eats dust. You are destined to die here today!"
"And after you are all dead, the grandson of the Lord of the Plane will naturally save the Douluo Plane and become a human hero praised by all."
For the sake of their Tang family, what did it matter if the people on the Douluo Plane suffered a little more?
"You are right. Only the victor can write history."
Seeing this, the rage in the Old Plane Spirit's eyes intensified. He gripped his staff with both hands and smashed it fiercely toward Tang Hao.
The Underworld Emperor and Elder Jin charged forward together, their terrifying