"Ren Changsheng, I have already sworn an oath. If you do not ascend to the Forbidden Law Platform, do not blame me for being rude. Xia Yuan is still in my hands now!"
The Dark God sneered.
"In your hands? Dark God, if you truly have no shame, do you realize that Yuan'er is still your disciple? Treating your own disciple this way, using them to threaten me, are you not afraid of becoming the laughingstock of the entire Origin Land?"
Ren Changsheng scoffed.
"A laughingstock? Hahaha..."
"Ren Changsheng, I want you dead! If not for you, would this god have ended up in such a state? Would my Dark Temple have fallen to such a fate?"
Murderous intent filled the eyes of the Dark God.
In the eyes of the Dark God.
All of this was caused by Ren Changsheng. If it weren't for Ren Changsheng, how could he have lost the land of faith? How could he have lost Xia Yuan? Would the disciples of the Dark Temple have died in such numbers?
"How ridiculous!"
