"My brother is definitely not that kind of person!" Su Yuan shouted angrily, "An Yang Saint Emperor, watch your words."

"Why should I watch my words!" An Yang Saint Emperor sneered, "Your brother isn’t this kind of person, then who is? Su Yuan, your brother doesn’t even dare to show his face, and you still want to defend him? Hmph, do you really think the people of the True Martial Realm are fools?"

An Yang Saint Emperor looked towards the distant crowd and shouted, "Come, let everyone judge whether I’m right or wrong!"

The servants seemed to have received an order and immediately started shouting, "Lord Anyang is right!"

"Just as Lord Anyang said, Su Mo colluded with the Demon Beast Clan to deal with our True Martial Realm!"

"This is infuriating. I sensed something was off long ago. How could these brothers do such a thing?"

"That beast Su Mo, if I see him again, I’ll kill him!"

"Lord Anyang, you have sharp eyes. I discovered their collusion with the Demon Beast Clan long ago, but I was intimidated by their power and didn’t dare expose them. Lord Anyang, please take charge for the True Martial Realm!"

"Kill him! Kill them!"

"..."

Hearing the servants’ insults, Su Yuan was furious. He gritted his teeth and glared at An Yang Saint Emperor, "An Yang, don’t bully people too much!"

"What if I do!" An Yang Saint Emperor sneered, "Do you still want to resist?"

Su Yuan’s face turned extremely unsightly; he gritted his teeth and said, "An Yang, if my brother were here, would you still dare to say such things?"

"Hahaha..." An Yang Saint Emperor laughed aloud, "What if he’s here? I..."

"What would you do?" A sudden voice from the sky interrupted An Yang Saint Emperor’s words.

At the same time, a powerful force suddenly rushed down, directly pulling Su Yuan away.

An Yang wanted to stop it, but in the face of this power, he was utterly unable to resist.

An Yang’s face changed as he hurriedly looked up to see dozens of people rapidly descending from the sky. The leading figure was none other than Su Mo, who had transformed into Su Yang!

The entire scene was shocked by this development!

Su Yuan’s eyes widened; he couldn’t have dreamed that his brother would return at such a moment.

Seeing his brother, Su Yuan felt both immense joy and deep anguish.

His brother’s return was indeed a joyful thing. But the problem was, his return was to his death!

"Brother, why... why did you come back?" Su Yuan asked anxiously, "The True Martial Realm is about to be devoured by the Demon Beast Clan. You... you should run..."

"Hahaha..." Su Yang laughed heartily, "I came back precisely because I know the True Martial Realm is about to be devoured. I am a person of the True Martial Realm, so of course, I have to come back to protect it!"

As he spoke, Su Yang and the others had already landed, standing directly in front of An Yang Saint Emperor.

"An Yang, you just said, what would you do if I were here?" Su Yang asked with a faint smile.

An Yang Saint Emperor’s face turned ashen, not only because Su Yang’s aura far surpassed his own. Most crucially, he discovered that the dozens of people behind Su Yang were all Saint Emperors!

What a formidable force this was!

An Yang Saint Emperor was utterly shaken to his core. When Su Yang left, he had taken only three servants with him. Even if he returned as a Saint Emperor, that would be four at most. But now, dozens of Saint Emperors were behind Su Yang; where did these Saint Emperors come from?

"Why aren’t you speaking?" Su Yang asked leisurely, "An Yang, is your refusal to answer my question a sign of looking down on me?"

An Yang shuddered with fear, hurriedly saying, "No... nothing like that..."

"Really?" Su Yang smiled faintly, "Then tell me, what would you do if I were here?"

An Yang Saint Emperor’s face turned pale. Facing such a situation, what else could he say?

"Unwilling to answer?" Su Yang smiled faintly, his expression suddenly turning cold, "Unwilling to answer, then use your actions to express your intent. An Yang, I give you a choice: fight me, or kneel!"

An Yang’s eyes widened. After all, he was a Saint Emperor, yet Su Yang was telling him to kneel? This was more painful than taking his life!

"Su Mo, don’t push people too far!" An Yang shouted angrily.

"What if I do!" Su Yang roared back, his loud voice nearly causing An Yang to vomit blood.

At this moment, An Yang realized the vast gap between him and Su Yang. If Su Yang were to make a move, he would surely die!

In fact, among the Saint Emperors, An Yang was only of mid-to-lower level. Whereas Su Yang was comparable to a Great Saint Emperor, An Yang couldn’t be compared to Su Yang at all.

Su Yang’s gaze swept across the air to the few Saint Emperors, his voice cold, "You guys too, will you kneel, or will you fight me?"

The Saint Emperors exchanged glances, then one suddenly yelled, "Su Mo, you are too arrogant. You think you can make us kneel? Dream on!"

"That’s right, so what if we fight you!" another Saint Emperor said, "Even if we’re not your match, at most you’ll kill us. The Demon Beast Clan is about to devour the True Martial Realm anyway, we’ll die sooner or later. Do we care about this?"

"Better to die standing than live kneeling!"

"That’s right, Su Mo, we will fight you!"

The crowd roared continuously, and without wasting words, Su Yang waved his hand, and the three Crystal Skulls immediately led people out.

A great battle, which didn’t last long, ended quickly.

The people Su Yang brought were all selected by him from the Land of Chaos. Lin Ye, Feiyu, and others later chose some trustworthy people along the way to form this group of about forty to fifty Saint Emperors.

These people’s powers were extremely strong. Among them, two were even nearly as strong as Su Yang.

With such combat power, facing these Saint Emperors was a piece of cake.

An Yang Saint Emperor watched helplessly as the Saint Emperors he brought were heavily injured. He was scared pale. Although he knew he would ultimately die, a wise man knows when to avoid suffering.

After these Saint Emperors were defeated, they were all brought before Su Yang, pressed to kneel before him.

These Saint Emperors were nearly vomiting blood; they originally wanted to preserve some dignity, preferring to die in battle rather than kneel. Who could have thought Su Yang would treat them this way, making them kneel after defeating them?

If they’d known it would turn out like this, they might as well have knelt from the start!

Su Yang glanced at these Saint Emperors and spat, "A bunch of worthless beings!"

These Saint Emperors were furious, gnashing their teeth, yet they were powerless. Even the weakest Saint Emperor beside Su Yang was far stronger than they were. In Su Yang’s eyes, they were indeed worthless.

Su Yang’s gaze fell on An Yang Saint Emperor, his voice cold, "An Yang, now it’s your turn to choose. Will you kneel, or fight me?"