Taking A Firm Stand

Slowly turning his attention towards the Divine Aether sect, Zeras couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at such a stupid question.

"Can you come again?" Zeras asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I said, what about those people you grievously injured? One was nailed by fear spears, digging into his forehead, chest, and both shoulders.

Another had his butt reduced to a puddle of mangled flesh, and another, a genius of an exalted race, was reduced to his knees, with pierced chest and stomach.

And another one had his third eye destroyed, almost severing half his cultivation. How do you wish to explain these criminal acts, or are you saying you're not the one responsible?" The Divine Aether sect.

"Of course I am, after all, I'm the only one among everyone who can do that," Zeras replied, causing the various sect leaders to narrow their eyes.