Divine Clan, Linsong City.
The Divine Clan army had stopped the Gu Race's elite forces here from advancing toward the Royal City.
The two sides faced off outside the city.
The tall, imposing God King looked at the pale golden insect opposite him and said coldly, "Tan Chen, have you brought so many people here to declare war on my Divine Clan?"
The Gu King's aura surged as he said flatly, "How laughable that you're still playing the fool.
"Qiong Shan, you framed my Gu Race and maliciously stirred up enmity between our clans. What are you plotting?
"If you don't give me an explanation, the Gu Race will fight the Divine Clan to the death!"
"Give you an explanation? Utter nonsense!
"Di Chan framed our Great Guardian, destroyed the foundations my Divine Clan spent ten thousand years building in the Spirit Wilderness Realm, and stole vast quantities of our resources.
"If you don't give me an explanation today, none of you will leave alive," the God King said, his face filled with murderous intent.
"What a mouthful of lies! Would my Gu Race covet your Divine Clan's measly handful of melons and dates?
"I suspect your Divine Clan has gone mad from poverty and is deliberately extorting us!
"Elder Di Chan still hasn't returned. Could you have framed him?" A possibility occurred to the Gu King, and the killing intent in his eyes intensified.
"Still talking tough? You won't shed tears until you see your coffin!" The God King took out the Skull-Head Magic Treasure, channeled Spirit Power into it, and said icily, "See for yourself!"
Sunken Whale's Divine Soul memories appeared before everyone.
The Gu Race members, who had been brimming with murderous intent, now looked somewhat puzzled.
Sunken Whale had indeed been controlled by Gu Arts.
But