Chapter 928: Rage
"You didn't get it?"
Ye Zichen couldn't help but grin. He looked up at the Dragon God, almost as if he were sneering.
It was true that the people of the Three Realms had only been able to leave Maple City safely thanks to the Dragon God. There was no doubt about that, and Ye Zichen was extremely grateful for it.
But what about before he arrived?
Casualties were unavoidable. Ye Zichen could understand that. However, the casualties could have been avoided or reduced, and yet the Dragon God's response was so irresponsible.
He didn't get it!
Ye Zichen didn't know if Luo Wei and the others had sent a distress signal before he arrived. But he had. As soon as he arrived, he'd sent a distress signal.
Nearly twenty hours had passed, but there was still no sign of any reinforcements.
"Old Dragon God, do you think that's a reasonable explanation? Before the demons attacked, I discussed the details with the various clans of the Beast Region about reinforcements and the details of the battle. Now you're telling me you didn't get it? Does that mean we never sent a distress signal? "
Whenever he recalled the scene, Ye Zichen's heart ached, as if it were being cut by a knife.
He was bathed in blood, his limbs twisted as he leaned against the Ruyi Jingu Bang.
Su Liu 'er, who held Yuan Hong in her arms, her eyes lifeless and lifeless.
She'd sacrificed her life to bloom a final, dazzling sea of flowers.
There was also Lin Xihe, the yao experts of the Beast Region, and all the warriors who'd shed their blood for the sake of this battle.
The sky outside Maple City was red, and so was the ground. They'd been dyed red with blood.
Scene after scene flashed through Ye Zichen's sea of consciousness. When they'd been surrounded by demons and blood zombies, they'd fallen into despair.
Could he just let them go?
Ye Zichen inexplicably clenched his fists. He gnashed his teeth, replaying the scene in his sea of consciousness.
This was a lesson he'd learned in blood. He had to remember it for the rest of his life.
"You really didn't get it," said the Dragon Clan head despite himself.
"You didn't get it? You just said you didn't get it, and you sent hundreds of thousands of people to their deaths, right?"
Boom!
Ye Zichen, who was sitting in his chair, could no longer suppress his emotions. Spiritual energy surged out of his body.
A faint golden aura revolved around his body. He stood up and looked at everyone in the hall.
"Do you know what it was like back then? I suggest that you go to Maple City, which is currently occupied by the demon race's blood zombies. Go there and see for yourself what it means to have a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."
"Hmph, the Dragon Clan … When I came to the Dragon Clan, you told me that the Dragon Clan didn't have enough people and couldn't be the first echelon. I know the situation of your Dragon Clan, and I respect your thoughts, but where are your reinforcements? So many of the Beast Region's clansmen died. What did the dragons do? Oh right, I almost forgot, your Dragon Clan did not receive the reinforcement signal. "
Ye Zichen snorted disdainfully, then arched his eyebrows.
"That's right. I don't know if you didn't receive it, or if you don't dare to go? Are you afraid that the death of your clansmen will weaken the strength of your Dragon Clan? Am I right? "
Bang.
"Insolence! You think you can speak so carelessly about our Dragon Clan?"
One of the Dragon Clan's retainers slammed the table and rose to his feet. He wasn't originally a member of the Dragon Clan; rather, he was a subordinate of the Black Bear Clan.
"Who exactly is the insolent one?"
In response, Ye Zichen merely glanced back at him coolly. The retainer felt as if he'd fallen into an icy cavern. His entire body trembled involuntarily.
"I am Emperor Ye of the Immortal Region. In terms of status, even the head of the Dragon Clan has to show me some respect. You little retainer, yet you abandoned your clan to serve the Dragon Clan. What right do you have to criticize me?"
Buzz.
Ye Zichen's body radiated a deep, oppressive aura, infused with the will of the North Pole's emperor. Everyone's hearts trembled.
The Black Bear retainer from before couldn't bear the pressure. He prostrated himself on the ground, trembling.
"Emperor Ye, Emperor Ye, please calm your anger." One of the few people present who could withstand the pressure, the Dragon Clan's elder, couldn't help but rise to his feet. "Our Dragon Clan has absolutely no such intentions. Please calm your anger, Emperor Ye."
"Tch, all you know is how to be tyrannical."
A whisper suddenly rang out in the main hall. When everyone else heard this whisper, they all revealed expressions of shock. The Dragon Clan's Patriarch, in particular, looked at the Elders in the hall and kept signaling him with his eyes.
The elder had been muttering to himself, but he hadn't expected to say it aloud. As soon as he did, he regretted it …..
"Hah ….."
Given Ye Zichen's strength, how could he not hear this?
"Tyrannical? Are you talking about me?" laughed Ye Zichen.
The elder didn't dare reply. He simply lowered his head. The Dragon Clan's elder hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"Emperor Ye, he wasn't talking about you."
"It doesn't matter."
Rip.
As he spoke, Ye Zichen's robes tore to shreds. His bare chest was covered with ghastly scars, some of which were still dripping with golden blood.
"Do you see that? These are the scars I left behind in Maple City. Tyrannical? While I was out fighting bloody battles, your Dragon Clan's elders and retainers might still be enjoying the flowers and grass, right? Do you think you're worthy of talking about me? "
The atmosphere suddenly turned strange. When Ye Zichen revealed his wounds, everyone in the hall fell silent.
What came into view were all serious injuries that could kill a person.
In particular, Ye Zichen had a defensive divine artifact on him. Even so, he'd still ended up like this. Just how dangerous had the situation been?
The elder who'd just called Ye Zichen "tyrannical" felt his face heat up. He just couldn't stand Ye Zichen using his power to bully others, but when he saw Ye Zichen's wounds, he felt ashamed of his irresponsible words.
After a long time, the old Dragon God, who was sitting at the head of the table, broke the heavy atmosphere.
"Emperor Ye, the Dragon Clan's failure to rush to the rescue is our fault. We admit that."
The Dragon God waved his right hand, and a layer of clothing appeared over Ye Zichen's body. At the same time, he spoke.
At the same time, the Dragon God said, "I can understand Emperor Ye's fury, but …. Emperor Ye, think about it. It wasn't just the Dragon Clan. Didn't the others rush to the rescue too?"
… …
Ye Zichen suddenly froze in his fury. His eyes widened, and he glanced at the Dragon God. The Dragon God looked back at him and chuckled.
"I don't think so."
Indeed, they hadn't.
Ye Zichen couldn't help but think back to the situation. No one had rushed to the rescue.
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