Watching the quartet from Hell actually depart, Emperor Yin felt somewhat at a loss, followed by an inexplicable surge of rage.
Damn it, I've already lowered my stance to such an extent, yet they really didn't give any face at all.
For a moment, the thought of destroying what he couldn't have flashed across his mind.
But the next second, he dismissed the thought.
It wasn't that he was leaving room in his actions but simply that he couldn't overpower them.
If it were only Lucifer, the True God, perhaps by stirring up other Super Worlds, it might be possible. However, Hell had now confirmed another True God, and the Alliance wasn't officially established yet. There were no notions of advancing or retreating together; there wasn't even the most basic cohesion. To target Hell, which had two Honorable Gods, was not just unwise—it was impossible.
So, other than letting them go, there wasn't much else Emperor Yin could do.
