If you want to pin a crime on someone, you can always find a pretext.
There were countless ways to force Ye Zichen and the others to stay, but using the ruse of self-injury to gain their confidence was far too low-level.
What level was the Master God of Pain at?
The Minister of the Right, who focused on martial arts, had less than a fifty percent chance of victory against these Sovereigns.
Who else could injure him to such an extent?
Could it be the Three Emperors of the God, Yao, and Demon Races?
They'd been by Ye Zichen's side since the First Era, yet Yale insisted on saying they were his subordinates ….
No!
Suddenly, Ye Zichen's expression froze.
Who said the Outsiders were all by his side? Emperor Hades, Su Yiyun, wasn't with them?
It was just that Ye Zichen had always viewed him as a brother, not a subordinate. That was why he'd despised him when Yale said his subordinate had injured the God of Pain.
If it really was Su Yiyun, it wasn't impossible.
One had to know that any Underworld Emperor's cultivation level was infinitely close to that of the Three Emperors. It was even possible that the Underworld Emperor's cultivation level was higher than the Three Emperors'.
Ye Zichen's expression didn't look too good, but Yale didn't get angry at his scolding.
She looked at the change in his expression with interest and immediately pulled the corners of her mouth into a smile.
"It seems that this King has wronged Star Lord Ye. Just now, this King caught a severely injured person and thought that he was Star Lord Ye's subordinate. Since Star Lord Ye has spoken to this extent, I believe you … then please take your people and leave. "
"…"
When he heard that, Ye Zichen's pupils contracted violently.
There was no need to think too much about it. Ye Zichen already knew who the person Yale had captured was.
It was definitely Su Yiyun!
Furthermore, he was the only one who had the ability to heavily injure the Master God of Pain and rescue Xiao Yumei and the others.
"Who is that person?"
"What? Star Lord Ye is interested in him?"
Yale pursed his lips into a smile and lightly clapped his hands.
Before long, one of the Overgods under Yale appeared before everyone with a black-robed, bloodied young man with disheveled hair and a drooping head.
When they saw him, Yang Jian and the Great Sage's pupils constricted.
The only reason they were like this was because this person was the one who had saved them from their lover. However, this person had been wearing a mask all this time, and his moves were very strange. Neither of them had recognized this person's true identity.
However, the Great Sage and the others would never mistake his black robe for someone else!
Ye Zichen clenched his right hand tightly, and his chest heaved violently.
He couldn't be mistaken!
The black-robed youth in front of him, who had been beaten to the brink of death, was his best friend since university.
The current Emperor Minghe —
Su Yiyun!
"This is me …"
"Let him go!"
"What does Star Lord Ye mean by this?" Yale frowned slightly, and a hint of anger flashed across his face. "Star Lord Ye has already clearly said that he's not one of your people, yet you still want to interfere in this matter. Furthermore, you're ordering me around. Don't you think you've overstepped your boundaries?"
"I told you to let him go!"
Rumble —
Thunder from the Ninth Heaven.
As Ye Zichen spoke, a turbulent aura swept out of his body.
The sky, which was covered with snow and ice, was instantly covered by dark clouds. The dark clouds looked gloomy as if a thunderstorm was about to fall. Crimson thunderstorms roared between the clouds as if they were about to destroy the world.
Flames raged on Ye Zichen's body, and the rising steam was dyed blood-red.
As soon as the steam appeared, the surrounding ice storm froze it.
It transformed into countless red ice crystals, which fell to the ground like hail.
The blood-red mist was Ye Zichen's murderous aura.
Ye Zichen didn't devour or kill. Even in a war-torn world like the Gods, Yao, and Demons, he still cherished and revered life as an ordinary person in the Modern Realm.
He absolutely wouldn't kill the innocent, so he naturally didn't have any murderous aura on him.
But now ….
Raging murderous aura surged out of his body like a tidal wave. In the blink of an eye, everything within a hundred miles was dyed crimson.
Standing behind him were Xiao Yumei, Su Yan, and Su Liu 'er ….
Everyone who knew him and knew his personality couldn't help but stare wide-eyed. They stared at Ye Zichen, who was like a giant beast from the abyss, and their eyes were filled with unfamiliarity.
Was this man with such overwhelming murderous aura really the Ye Zichen they once knew?
The blood-red murderous aura grew stronger and stronger.
Ripples appeared in the sky above the God Realm, following the waves of murderous aura and rushing towards Yale and his overgods.
The Goddess of War and her handmaidens hadn't left since the explosion of the Lover's Bend. They watched everything unfold intently.
Ye Zichen's murderous aura had already enveloped them. The handmaidens, who'd never seen blood before, were terrified. They licked their lips and looked at the Goddess of War.
"Big Sister."
She was terrified.
She'd been born into the God Realm. Although her parents were ordinary people at the bottom of the hierarchy, outsiders didn't dare harbor any ill intentions against them.
She'd never experienced war, but she'd luckily been chosen by the Goddess of War and became her personal handmaiden.
Later, she was placed by Yale's side as a spy.
It was fair to say that in the hundred years since she'd been born, she'd practically never seen the blood of a living person.
Ye Zichen's murderous aura felt like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It was the aura of someone who'd truly killed someone.
The handmaidens had never experienced anything like this before. Their legs trembled involuntarily.
Especially now that Yale and Ye Zichen were at loggerheads, she was truly worried that they'd start fighting.
"Big Sister, what should we do now?"
The handmaidens rubbed their hands, their eyes brimming with anxiety. Little did they know, the Goddess of War was just as worried as they were.
"How could this be?"
Muttered the Goddess of War to herself. She looked at Ye Zichen, who was completely enraged like an agitated lion. Her brows furrowed with anxiety.
"There's no way you're his match. Since he told you to leave, why don't you?"
Others might not know Yale's methods, but the Goddess of War knew them all too well.
Even in her perfect form, at her peak, she couldn't last more than a hundred rounds against Yale.
And that was assuming he didn't use the Profound Truths of Destruction.
If he used them ….
"You're such an idiot!"
Outside, the Goddess of War was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Inside, Ye Zichen's fury had reached a boiling boiling point.
He glared viciously at Yale, his right eye bloodshot.
"Let him go!"
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