An ant!
Those two words made the Eighth Divine General shudder violently.
It was the first time he had ever heard someone call him an ant!
In the past, he had always been the one to call others ants, never the other way around.
But now his lips trembled. He wanted to say something, yet had no idea what to say.
It was true!
He was no longer a king at the Five-Epoch Supreme Peak!
He was nothing more than an utterly ordinary Immortal King!
To the man he had once been, what was a mere Ordinary Immortal King if not an ant?
"And besides..."
The fiery figure paused.
Then he said something that shattered the Eighth Divine General completely.
"Are you truly a Divine General?"
"Are you truly one of the Celestial Court's leaders?"
"No. You're wrong!"
"You've only been deceiving yourself!"
The fiery figure looked at the Eighth Divine General. In his flame-wreathed eyes was a gaze that seemed to pierce through his every thought.
"The true leaders of the Celestial Court have always been those Taboo beings!"
"The Seventh Divine General, the Sixth Divine General, those few who stand at the very pinnacle."
"But you..."
He paused again.
"You became the Eighth Divine General not because you were strong enough."
"Nor because you were qualified."
"It was only because the Celestial Court needed a glove!"
"A black glove to clear away its obstacles!"
The fiery figure's words exploded like thunder in the Eighth Divine General's mind.
"You are that glove."
"A glove that can be thrown away once it's been used."
"Now you're no longer of any use."
"Your Epoch Imprint has been shattered."
"Your value is gone."
"So the Celestial Court has abandoned you."
"That is the truth you refuse to accept!"
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