“Shut… up! Shut… up!”1

Yuchi Nanxing roared at the top of his lungs. His shout was so hoarse, so shrill that even he himself was surprised by it.0

Try as he might to deny it, the inner voice murmuring deep within his soul told him that his faith… had wavered.0

During that moment of utter confusion, he actually believed the Fog Monarch’s words for a brief time. Even an instant was too long and was, to him at least, an unforgivable sin.0

Even his voice betrayed his true panic. Instead of the cold, solemn rebuke toward filth and sin, he instead sounded like a tortured soul screaming for his tormentor to stop.0

Yuchi Nanxing bit his tongue, but even that pain was unable to suppress the shock in his heart and soul completely. Slowly, he raised his head and gave his all to clear the murkiness threatening to cloud his eyes completely. Seemingly wanting to show the Fog Monarch and everyone else his unyielding belief, he declared, “You dare slander the Abyssal Monarch and deceive the world so, Fog Monarch? You are severing… the last shreds of leniency the Pure Land has for you!”0

“Slander? Deceive?”0

Compared to the abyssal knight’s obviously emotional outburst, the Fog Monarch’s voice remained as cold, scornful, and untouchable as ever.0

“According to my knowledge, the abyssal knights pride themselves on nobility and impartialness, so answer me and the world with your so-called noble soul and impartial character!”0

“I can control abyssal dust, but the Abyssal Monarch cannot. Am I deceiving you?”3

“...” Yuchi Nanxing’s throat trembled, but no sound came. Even the willpower he just gathered in his eyes had crumbled without a sound.0

Everyone in the world knew that the Abyssal Monarch could not control abyssal dust. However, it was a fact that the Fog Monarch could.0

He had just witnessed it with his own eyes after all.0

“I can control abyssal beasts, and the Abyssal Monarch cannot. Am I slandering your Abyssal Monarch’s so-called good name?”0

“...” Yuchi Nanxing still...0