A trace of compassion appeared on Zen Child's face. "I did not personally experience what happened back then. Thinking about it now, the senior's actions were indeed somewhat improper, but..."
White True Person's voice suddenly came from high in the sky. "What was improper? Zen Child, please mind your words."
Her voice sounded somewhat wooden, yet it was extremely forceful, making it seem all the colder and harsher.
Snow suddenly began falling over Chaoge City.
A voice even colder and harsher than White True Person's rang out.
"There were many improper things. First of all, when Central Province acted back then, did you ever consider what position that would put our Green Mountain in?"
Three Feet, the cold sword, broke through the wind and snow. The stern-faced old man standing upon it was, naturally, Green Mountain Sword Law Yuan Qijing.
Yuan Qijing glanced expressionlessly at a spot in the sky, then looked toward the Nether Emperor, but said nothing.
The Nether Emperor looked at him and smiled. "You must have heard. I said that rather than live like this, I would prefer to die."
Yuan Qijing was silent for a while. "But you have already lived for six hundred years."
The Nether Emperor said, "Dying without a sound is naturally different from the situation now."
Today, Chaoge City had been shaken, and the mighty figures of the Human Race had all gathered, yet they still could not stop him from taking the Zhongzhou Sect's patriarch to his death with him.
Only such a death had some value, and was interesting.
White True Person could endure it no longer. Her voice thundered over Chaoge City.
"Do you think your death will settle everything? If our sect's Dragon God suffers any harm, I will go to your Nether Department and slaughter ten