"We were never on the same side. How could this be betrayal?"
Faced with True Lord Xuyang's accusation, Yan Fangheng sneered. The Treasure Sword in his hand did not pause in the slightest as he slashed at True Lord Xuyang.
"If not for you, I would have taken control of Mystic Ice Star long ago. How could the Netherworld Battlefield have remained at a stalemate until now?"
Hatred flashed through Yan Fangheng's eyes. In his view, if not for True Lord Xuyang, he would already have had complete control of Mystic Ice Star.
Working with the Outer Realm Demon Spirits, he probably could have conquered the entire Netherworld Battlefield long before now.
Yet because of True Lord Xuyang's presence, these native Ancestral Gods refused to obey his commands, bringing matters to their current state.
In the past.
Because he had yet to be exposed, Yan Fangheng could not openly attack True Lord Xuyang. But now...
Ji Youzi and True Lord Cold Crow were right here!
Yan Fangheng no longer had anything to fear.
Why would he hesitate? He attacked True Lord Xuyang outright.
"You dare!"
True Lord Xuyang was both shocked and furious. Though he and Yan Fangheng had never gotten along, and he knew full well that Yan Fangheng had repeatedly plotted against him in secret.
Even seeking to drive him out of Mystic Ice Star.
True Lord Xuyang had tried his best to avoid clashing with Yan Fangheng, for no other reason than to better resist the Outer Realm Demon Spirits.
Yet he had never imagined that the real reason Yan Fangheng wanted to deal with him was that he had long since defected to the Outer Realm Demon Spirits.
Shocked and furious, True Lord Xuyang hurriedly raised his arm. Ancestral God Power surged wildly within him, forming