Yang Chen's golden eyes swept over the scene, his lips curling in disdain as they landed on Yun Lintian. "So this is the insect you've chosen to betray our kind for?" His voice dripped with contempt. "Where has the pride of Primordial Gods gone?"
Hei Xuan burst out laughing, slapping his thigh. "Pride? Coming from you?" He wiped imaginary tears from his eyes. "The mighty Sun God who's been chasing after Yin Yue like a lovesick puppy for millennia? What pride?"
Yang Chen's face darkened instantly. The temperature in the realm skyrocketed, the wooden pavilion's edges beginning to char. "You dare—"
"I dare," Hei Xuan interrupted, his grin turning sharp. "At least I don't lick Nian Shi's boots while pretending to be righteous."
Ping Heng sighed, rubbing his temples. "Yang Chen, you shouldn't have come here." His calm voice carried an edge of warning. "Don't be Nian Shi's running dog."
The Sun God's aura exploded.
BOOM!
