Making Excuses

The anger of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor seemed as though he wanted to burn down the entire sky, as his emperor might threateningly enveloped everyone below.

"Price? Is the price directly killing off my son?!" The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor roared with wrath. His palm slammed down, a thunderous boom echoed out as the palaces down below all crumbled into pieces.

"Eastern Sage, you are the one who allowed your sons to join the battlefields, wanting them to temper themselves. Now that they encountered danger, you, as an immortal emperor, actually personally acted? You have already broken the rules of the immortal war. If before this, your subordinate Paragon Sky Roc hadn't interfered as well, your son Dongsheng Yin would have also died. What qualifications do you have to be angered?" The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord blocked the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, his eyes flickering coldly.