They had once endured this pain; now it was time for the people of the Spirit Hall Empire to taste it as well.
"Bibi Dong, the day you killed my mother, you sealed your fate for this day," Xiao Wu sneered.
Bibi Dong looked calmly at Tang San and Xiao Wu, then gave a scornful laugh. "It is only natural for humans to kill soul beasts. Has the man beside you never killed a soul beast? If a soul beast came seeking revenge against Tang San someday, would you tell him to obediently hand over his head?"
"You—" Xiao Wu's face immediately flushed red with rage, leaving her speechless.
Tang San raised a hand to signal Xiao Wu to calm down and said, "Bibi Dong, Spirit Hall forced my mother into sacrifice, slaughtered thousands from my Clear Sky Sect, and destroyed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Good and evil will ultimately be repaid. Today is your retribution."
"Heh." Bibi Dong sneered. "Stop spouting such high-sounding nonsense. Since ancient times, which glorious age was not built upon heaps of corpses? You are merely pitiful ants dreaming of stopping the wheels of history. Look at the Spirit Hall Empire now—it is more prosperous than the former two great empires. The people live in peace and contentment, singing and dancing in an age of prosperity. This is a great historical achievement. When future generations speak of history, they will only praise my greatness and mock you for failing to recognize the times."
The smile vanished from Tang San's face, and his expression darkened.
Seeing Tang San angered to this extent made Bibi Dong even happier.
She wanted to stall for time. With every moment she delayed, perhaps Jiang Chen would emerge from seclusion.
She continued with a cold smile, "Look at the