Meng Chuan and Fei Peng walked into the great hall. Gods stood within, while immortals watched them like Tigers eyeing prey.
At the far end stood the current ruler, the Lord of the Six Realms, the Heavenly Emperor of the Divine Realm.
Gods lined both sides of the hall. At its far end stood the Lord of the Six Realms!
Meng Chuan and Fei Peng remained calm. Even a dragon's pool or Tiger's den would have been nothing to them, much less this little hall.
"Heaven Emperor, you wanted to see me?"
Fei Peng looked at the Heavenly Emperor as he asked. Still, something felt odd. When it came to the title "Heavenly Emperor," he felt it suited Meng Chuan better.
"How dare you, Fei Peng! You colluded with the Demon Venerable Chonglou. Your sins are grave, yet you still won't admit your wrongs!" Before the Lord of the Six Realms could speak, a Divine Official eager to show off berated Fei Peng.
No world, race, or level of cultivation was ever short of people like that.
"You say my sins are grave. Chonglou and I are friends, but have we harmed a single living being in the Six Realms?" Fei Peng looked at the Divine Official and fired back.
"How could a god join hands with a Demon? They're all fiends who threaten the Six Realms!" The god took an involuntary step back under Fei Peng's gaze, then stopped himself. Feeling embarrassed, he launched another verbal attack.
Disappointed, Fei Peng said no more to him. It was understandable for people on opposing sides to regard each other as enemies, but condemning them all with one swing of the cudgel went too far.
"Fei Peng, admit your wrongs at once!" Seeing Fei Peng fall silent, the god pressed his advantage.