Ye Ling wasn't a foolish nationalist consumed by blind anger, he was very rational, but when confronted, he still felt compelled to step in.
"That has nothing to do with me! I didn't join in their invasion!"
The Orochi was completely terrified. The methods of these individuals made it feel a crisis arising from the depths of its heart, and a single misstep could lead to its death.
"Ha, you dare say it has nothing to do with you, intimidating many cultivators of Huaxia from intervening, you dare claim you never took the lead?"
Ye Ling sneered viciously and then waved his hand, "Xiao Bai, eat it!"
A roar as loud as a thunderclap, like drought thunder, reverberated in the sparsely populated high mountains, shaking the atmosphere so wildly that even the sky changed color.
