"A disciple of the Evil Ones dares to set his sights on a disciple of our Hell Palace? A toad lusting after swan meat — courting death," the Hell Palace elder sneered before Chili could even open her mouth.
From his words and manner, it was clear just how much he despised the disciples of the Evil Ones.
"Oh, and the people of the Hell Palace have the nerve to call themselves swans? Do you really think you're some kind of noble birds?" Jin Wei'e's mouth twitched slightly as he let out a cold laugh.
In his view, they and the Hell Palace were birds of a feather — neither had any right to cast judgment on the other. After all, the Hell Palace earned its name precisely because it had committed all manner of brutal acts, its methods so cruel that they could reduce an entire realm into a living hell.
"Though our Hell Palace cultivates the Hell Mystic Art, we never kill the innocent," the Hell Palace elder declared. "Because we never forget — we are human."
At these words, quite a few onlookers nodded in agreement. The Hell Palace's methods were indeed ruthless, but even when they killed, there was always a reason. They truly had never slaughtered the innocent — not even demon beasts without cause, let alone people.
Though the Hell Palace could be somewhat brutal in their dealings, they walked their own path. This was precisely why the Hell Palace had always stood at the pinnacle of the human race — they had never incurred the wrath of the masses.
"Even though we cultivate a Mystic Art, we still know that we are human and do not harm others. But you — you do not know this. That is why you are unworthy of being called human. You are beasts worse than pigs and dogs."
"Against such beasts, any man has the right to put them to death." The moment the Hell Palace elder finished speaking, the Hell Palace disciples all drew their King Armaments and aimed them at Jin Wei'e and his two companions in the sky.
"Oh, you lot who don't know the meaning of death — are you looking to die?" Facing the Hell Palace's formation, Jin Wei'e showed not a shred of concern, smiling with pure contempt.
"Heavenly Dao Palace, the Evil Ones' disciples have shown themselves, and any man may slay them. Let us set aside our previous grudge for now and join forces to eliminate these three monsters, lest they harm anyone else in the future," the Hell Palace elder said to the Heavenly Dao Palace elder.
"Hmph. The Heavenly Dao Palace would never deign to ally with your Hell Palace," the Heavenly Dao Palace elder snorted coldly.
At these words, many present furrowed their brows, a sense of contempt rising in their hearts.
The Heavenly Dao Palace — truly living up to their name in the worst possible way. When facing the Evil Ones' disciples, it was they who should have been the first to carry out heaven's will and rid the world of evil. It should not have fallen to the Hell Palace.
Yet the Heavenly Dao Palace not only failed to take action first, they actually refused the Hell Palace's invitation.
What was most infuriating was that they not only rejected the Hell Palace's offer of alliance, but also showed no intention whatsoever of dealing with the Evil Ones' disciples. This was truly beyond contempt.
"It seems you've got no allies after all," Jin Wei'e realized that the Heavenly Dao Palace had no intention of acting against him, and a smug smile crossed his face. He raised his palm and struck, and the very heavens and earth trembled.
A vast torrent of martial force descended from the sky like countless colossal mountain peaks, bearing down upon the Hell Palace group with devastating, apocalyptic power.
"Form the formation!" the Hell Palace elder bellowed. The Hell Palace disciples immediately worked together, projecting a magnificent formation array that surged back toward Jin Wei'e in a counterattack.
Boom—!
But Jin Wei'e was not only powerful in cultivation — his battle strength possessed a three-tier combat bonus that defied all reason. Even though the Hell Palace had the numbers, they were no match for him alone.
With a thunderous explosion, the Hell Palace forces were sent tumbling and crashing to the ground. In an instant, everyone from the Hell Palace present — except for Chili — lay sprawled on the earth, injured and bleeding.
Which was why Big Radish and Little Radish, also lying on the ground at that moment, wore expressions of utter bewilderment. They watched as numerous half-Emperor-level experts coughed up mouthfuls of blood, yet the two of them hadn't suffered so much as a scratch. It felt absolutely incredible.