"Why didn't you let me act?"
Liu Mang looked at the Saints, his eyes devoid of their usual fawning and obsequiousness.
It turned out that when the Exposition Sect disciples began attacking ordinary members of the Human Race, Liu Mang had prepared to intervene.
But the moment he moved, four immense forces descended upon him, leaving him without even the strength to speak.
Those four forces came from Nu Wa, Tongtian, Fu Xi, and Shen Nong.
He could only watch helplessly as the Human Race was slaughtered.
Liu Mang could understand Tongtian and Nu Wa stopping him. After all, one was the leader of the Interception Sect and had only become involved with the Human Race because of him.
As for Nu Wa, Liu Mang had nothing to say. After all, hadn't she done something similar in the legends before?
But why had Fu Xi and Shen Nong, the Heavenly Emperor and Earthly Emperor of the Human Race, also prevented him from intervening?
This was a war belonging to their Human Race. Yet as Saints of the Human Race, they stood by and watched as their people were slaughtered.
"This is a war of the mortal world." Fu Xi's tone was calm, his expression cold.
"But the enemies they face are immortals!"
"So what? We acted this time, but what about next time? No enemy will wait for the Human Race to grow stronger. This is something they must face. If no one dies this time, even more will die next time."
"Are their lives not lives? This isn't one hundred or two hundred people—it's hundreds of thousands! Behind them, hundreds of thousands of mothers will lose their sons! Wives will lose their husbands! Children will lose their fathers!"
"And you can just stand there and watch?"
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