How Much For Your Soul?

There was complete silence as everyone looked at the Spiritual Gods, to drive a race to the brink of destruction was about as evil as you could get. Especially when it was a sentient species that were once allies! The six Spiritual Gods were looking at Ming Fei, was the accusations true?

"I think there has been a misunderstanding! I have no bad will towards Glory City, I thought they were just trading between our realms!" Said Ming Fei awkwardly. Being doubted by his allies and friends was a disconcerting experience.

"Really, trading? If they were just trading, then why did Jade Seal Family that was predominantly human having no idea about Glory City. Even though they chaffed under the Nether Realms environment and hated its food, the Dark Guild didn't take advantage to trade with them?

Our inscription patterns are more advanced than yours, and they didn't take advantage of that? Bullsh*t! You knew they were continually raiding us, and you provided them sanctuary! If they didn't have your protection, we would have wiped them out decades ago!" Yelled Su Qiang, ensuring that everyone knew that their invasion was righteous.

Everyone turned their gaze back to the Nether Lord, if the Dark Guild really were trading with Glory City, they would have been one of the largest factions if what the invader said about their goods. It was becoming entirely possible that they had a legitimate reason for invading. But that didn't matter, even if they were in the wrong, they had to defend their home!

The Spiritual Gods were thinking along the same lines. Ming Fei had f*cked up, but they were still allies, they had to help him settle this conflict regardless of its reasons. Just because something was justified, didn't mean that it would be tolerated! After all, Ming Fei was the only one to accept human in the first place, the rest of them were quite content to watch them get wiped out by the demon beasts!

Besides, this war would cost them nothing except a bit of personal effort. When these humans had been crushed, they would be able to leverage many advantages from Ming Fei for their help in solving this matter. After all, they only had two Spiritual Gods while they had seven! The Fire God was only a God in name, she didn't even know of the higher realms!

Ling Yun, the representative of the Heavenly Note Sect in the Draconic Ruins Realm, glanced at her fellow Gods, seeing that they were of the same opinions, she stepped forward to try and settle the war. She hoped that it failed, then they would be justified in wiping out all the humans from Tiny World. Better to kill them all than to leave them to gather strength to try again.

"The Nether Lord has already said that he was unaware of the betrayal of this Dark Guild. Since you have already taken your revenge, why have you continued to kill innocents? How about we end this misunderstanding and you return to Glory City. We will discuss your recompense after we have restored order and treated the victims of your war." Ling Yun said proudly, she hoped that they would take the bait.

Su Qiang had already received directions from Shen Yue of what the aim of their Empire was. He wanted to control the entirety of Tiny World and its seventy-two Subsidiary Realms, making an Empire that was invulnerable from attacks from the outside universe but could invade through the portal connecting the Draconic Realm. Since these Spiritual Gods were enthusiastic about adding their Realms to the list of invasion, he could only cooperate.

"Shut up slut, the men are talking!" Said Su Qiang dismissively, knowing that insinuating her position was from her looks and use of her body, would drive her into a rage.

"It seems that all of you 'neutral' Spiritual Gods are complicit in the downfall of the human race. What was your goal? To rule the Tiny World for the Draconic world sects?" Continued Su Qiang, pleased with the looks of shock from the seven Spiritual Gods.

Even though he was just spouting out bullshit from Shen Yue, it was clear that it was having an impact. Before they could interject, he finished his tirade.

"Yes, we know about the war between your sects and the Demon God Sect, which is odd, as you left the humans to fight your war here, ending with the mutual destruction of both the demon beasts and the humans.

What a coincidence that only you knew about the Draconic realm, yet Yu Yan, one of the human Spiritual Gods fighting your war, had no idea about it! You garbage races certainly know how to play the long game!

When Zhu Long submitted to the rule of the God-Emperor, he confirmed our suspicions. Even though the war was before his time, he has full knowledge of the demon beasts legacy. You, the ambassadors to the Draconic Realms most prominent sects, watched on as the humans fought a war against the demon beasts instigated by the Demon God Sect.

You then again refused to give sanctuary to anyone of the human race during the demon beast riot years later. The exception was the Nether Lord, and he only took in enough to make one or two clans, not even a city worth. It seems that this has been a plot spanning tens of thousands of years so that the other races could rule the main world!

Unfortunately for you, the God-Emperor has united the demon beasts and humans to resist your tyranny. Though we can not beat you now, know that your races are doomed to grovel at our feet! Clean your necks Spiritual Gods, we will be back to finish the job! Retreat!" After lambasting the gathered neutral Gods, Su Qiang gave the order to fall back.

Everyone was stunned as they watched the orderly retreat of the invaders, the criticism of the Gods was unimaginable! They were objects of worship, not something to denounce by strangers! They conveniently forgot that the enemy had two Gods of their own as self-righteous fury started to burn in their bellies. As expected, the insult to their Gods could not go unpunished.

"Fools! Do you think my domain is something you can just come and go as you please? Since you have made it clear that we are unreconcilable, you must be crushed like the bugs you are! Attack!" Shouted the Nether Lord.

Ming Fei never wanted to attack this dangerous gathering of humans head-on. Just Zhu Long by himself was something to be wary of, let alone the unknown factors lurking within this army. It would only mean casualties for the talented people he hoped to send to the Draconic Realms. Much better to sneak attack them when they were in the Divine Continent and save future prospects for the real war.

While he was wary of the strength of the gathered humans, he was confident they would win. He had six other Spiritual Gods to suppress Zhu Long, and the Fire God had always been weak. If he had known that Zhu Long would grow to cause him such problems, he would have made more of an effort to kill him when he advanced to Godhood. If only he had not been so weak from the deaths he had suffered in the Draconic Ruins.

But he could not let the public insults go unpunished. If the thousands of people he had gathered reported back to their Clans that he was afraid of the invaders, they would lose all respect for him. It wouldn't take long for them to start probing his strength to see if they could take his position. Thus, he could only attack. Hopefully, their attack on the retreating army will minimise the losses.

When the Nether army heard the order to attack, they instantly jumped to obey! The insult to their God igniting their need to rip the invaders apart, they rushed forward to engage the enemy like a tsunami. Destruction incarnate as a wall of experts flew towards the human army, some having to run through the now empty camp as the sky was full.

The retreating army suddenly formed up at their camp's perimeter, preparing for the clash against the Nether army's wall of attackers. They quickly merged with their demon spirits as they were all Demon Spiritualist, unlike the Nether troops. Because of the lack of demon beasts, very few could follow the path of Demon Spiritualist with most becoming Fighters out of necessity.

As the Nether army was closing, the humans took out javelins from their spatial rings. When the enemy was within five hundred meters, they threw them with all the strength their cultivation allowed. The light spears struck the army with devastating effect, the speed and power behind the projectiles enough to break any defence a Legend or Demi-God expert could muster. The power difference between a Heavenly Fate Realm and a Legend expert was the same as a Black-gold rank fighting a Legend.

But even as thousands of warriors fell from the sky, it was not enough to stem the wave of attackers. There would be no second javelin as the attackers were upon them.