The upper realm.
The meeting of the ten thousand races.
In a huge palace.
People of different races appeared in the palace.
They stood on one side and looked at each other in the palace.
And in the middle of the palace stood a person, the Prison God.
"Prison God, the Saint Son of my race was given to you, but you let him die in the lower realm. How are you going to explain this?"
"That's right, Prison God. Didn't you say that all the threats in the lower realm have been eliminated by you? Why did they die in the lower realm?"
"Prison God, you have to give me an explanation for what happened today!"
The representatives of the race looked at the Prison God and said coldly.
The Prison God lowered his head.
He did not expect things to turn out like this.
His eyes were cold.
At this moment, he only had one thought.
That was to kill Ye Chen.
Because all of this was because of that Ye Chen.