???...
At the same moment those words fell,
Question marks rose above the heads of the dozens of Deputy Executors present.
One question mark might mean there was something wrong with oneself.
But with this whole string of question marks, the one with a problem was the person speaking!
For a moment, the taut, sword-drawn atmosphere abruptly fell silent. Strange gazes converged upon the six people at the center of the encirclement.
Poison Fire sat on pins and needles. Gone was his usual arrogant bearing as he forced a smile and said:
"Friends, the earlier information was mistaken. It was indeed our fault.
But we never expected that Formless Sky Demon could devour Divine Might. We absolutely did not mean to conceal it..."
His voice grew softer and softer, and the more Poison Fire spoke, the guiltier he felt.
Because visible fury had once more ignited in the eyes glaring at him from across the way.
"Let us set that matter aside for now!"
Black Fiend hurriedly cut in. After shooting Poison Fire a vicious glare, he stepped forward and said:
"Everyone, what is past is past. We should focus on the present!"
"Whether it was our alliance of six or the combined deployment of your various god systems, we all came for one thing alone—the [Flesh God Ban] hanging high upon the Demon Sealing List!"
"But now..."
Black Fiend's voice abruptly sank. Raising a hand, he pointed toward Wusheng and said viciously:
"That thief Wusheng has hidden himself deeply!"
"He previously rejected our repeated invitations, putting on an air of complete indifference toward Divine Favor and deceiving every one of us."
"Yet in the end, relying on his years of arrangements in Yuqing Domain, he watched us suffer setback after setback, all while plotting to swallow Divine Favor for