1545 I’ve Made Preparations All Along

"How do you think you were created, Turia?" Zule said upon seeing the anger in Turia's expression. 

"My entire clan was slaughtered, and their flesh and blood were used to construct the Kun Realm," Zule said. "Plus, the Kun Peng race has ostracised me all along. And for what cause? For wishing to make the Greater Universe more stable by employing the help of the Spirit Aberrants?"

Zule snorted as he continued, "All the Primordial Beast Chiefs had been afraid of the Spirit Aberrant Chief, one so strong that his strength equaled three Chiefs. So, they needed an excuse to slaughter the Spirit Aberrant race. And since my clan had close ties with them, one that we did thanks to the orders from the Kun Peng Chief, we were slaughtered."

"This anger in me…" Zule stated as gradually, the spatial storm churned out of him slowly, overwhelming Turia as he said, "It won't subside until the bastards that used my clan as a scapegoat are destroyed."