Frontal Clash
Editor: Atlas Studios
Within Zhao Tianyin's words, his resentment soared to the heaven but gave people a feeling of pity.
Born in a royal family, one had no free will.
The mortal world was like so, let alone a monarch who was in control of a world.
With Zhao Tianyin's character, it was naturally impossible to have any gentle measures.
As his son, it was also considered a tragedy for Zhao Chenggan.
But Ye Yuan did not have any sympathy for him. Zhao Chenggan here was a typical case of wallowing in degeneration, selling his soul for strength; not worth sympathy at all.
"He deserves to be killed, but he shouldn't be killed by you! You want to be this Wind Emperor, but what can you convince the masses with?" Ye Yuan said coolly.
Zhao Tianyin said in a cold voice, "With what? Of course, it's with my strength! I'm a Boundless Realm powerhouse now, whose strength is even more powerful than Zhao Tianyin's! They all . . . Who dares to not yield?!"