"Why call yourself a god? Are you really a companion of the Evil Gods, a god who shields them?"
"We do not believe it. Please give us an explanation, mighty one."
Faced with the doubts of the powerful figures from the various races, Jiang Yang could not be bothered to explain, but he still remembered the purpose of this journey: to clear the Divine Clan's name.
He did not care about the world's prejudices, but he would not allow his kin, who had sacrificed themselves to save all living beings, to remain misunderstood and slandered by those very beings.
His golden eyes flickered. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a group of fanatical believers running over from behind, calling out loudly.
"Our Lord is, of course, a god, a flawless True God, not an Evil God! Why should he not possess reason?"
"Our Lord is a deity who saves the world! You shameless mortals think you deserve an explanation from him?"
"Glory to our Lord! You lambs who do not believe in the gods were actually fortunate enough to be saved by our god!"
"Remember, just like your ancestors, you are all mortals saved by our god!"
The fanatical believers were even angrier than Jiang Yang himself. They rushed forward, furiously berating the gathered powerful figures.
The Bronze powerhouses were dumbstruck. They had never expected a group of fanatical believers to appear here today.
Yet the appearance of these believers convinced them that Jiang Yang was indeed a deity, and a flawless True God at that.
Their reactions varied, and for a time, discussions broke out everywhere.
"A True God? A deity who isn't an Evil God?"
"The mighty one who subdued an Evil God single-handedly is actually a god himself!"
"And from the looks of it,