As he spoke, his gaze swept over the palace below, which was in shambles, and he glared angrily at the Flame Emperor, "Useless fool, not seen in a hundred years, but the once glorious, prosperous, and grand Yanhuang Empire has been ruined under your hands! It seems entrusting the Yanhuang Empire to you was a grave mistake!"
"Ancestor, I am wronged! These people are from the Holy Hall, and the strength of the Holy Hall has always been equally matched with our Yanhuang Empire. And if not for the betrayal by these people, how could I have suffered such a miserable defeat! They are all traitors to our Yanhuang Empire!" Flame Emperor lamented.
"Hmm? Holy Hall?" Ancestor Yan's gaze then turned to Mu Qianyue, Nalan Jing, and others, and when his gaze fell on Yan An, Yan Li, and others, a surge of great anger arose from him.
"You traitors! Daring to betray our clan and assist the Holy Hall in harming our kinsmen, you deserve to die! I'll deal with you traitors first!"
