"You scoundrel, you killed numerous Chinese martial arts prodigies fifty years ago but that wasn't enough for you, was it? You decided to gang up with other scoundrels to kill a Chinese supreme grandmaster! Well, I'm going to make sure the world is rid of you, Brahma!" The God of War's furious roar resounded in the manor.
His rage could scorch the very earth itself.
The God of War had been putting up with Brahma for a very long time.
During the fight for spirit energy fruits fifty years ago, Brahma had used unscrupulous means to mount an ambush on Chinese martial artists. He had not only stolen their spirit energy fruits but also massacred Chinese martial artists. The future martial artists of China, whom they had painstakingly groomed for years, had been either maimed or killed.
The efforts that War God Castle had poured into grooming their next generation of martial artists had all been for nothing.
Then, a furious Ye Qing-Tian had thought of charging into India and exacting vengeance for China's loss.
But they had been bound by the laws of the international community. War God Castle had silently stewed in their fury and grievances.
Who could have thought that fifty years later, the young man that Ye Qing-Tian had pinned his hopes on would be slain by the same man?
The sight of Ye Fan's family in pain and sorrow had driven Ye Qing-Tian into further rage and remorse.
In the end, Ye Qing-Tian had charged into India so that he might kill Brahma himself!
"Ye Qing-Tian, you can't kill me. You'll be declaring war on India if you kill me. Besides, you trespassed our borders without permission. You'll suffer the disapproval of the international community for that. Are you really going to incite war over a young man?"
"Besides, I didn't even kill Ye Fan. I might have injured him seriously, but Chu Sect was the one who killed him. If you want vengeance, exact it on Chu Sect and Tang Yun, not me," Brahma shouted at Ye Qing-Tian frantically after spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"You should think carefully about what you're about to do, Ye Qing-Tian. I'm one of the leaders of the Indian martial arts circle. The Indian martial arts circle won't let the matter rest should you kill me. If a war is to break out between martial arts circles, tens of millions of men are going to die. Ask yourself, Ye Qing-Tian, can you answer for their deaths? Are you going to become a sinner that sent your countrymen to their deaths?"
Brahma's words hit the God of War where it truly hurt.
Brahma had done his research on Ye Qing-Tian.
He knew that the man was extremely patriotic and that he prioritized his country's interests and reputation over his
own life.
While that meant that he might charge into India to avenge the death of Ye Fan, a fellow compatriot whom he had shared no blood relations with, it also meant that he would spare the life of Ye Fan's murderer for the sake of his country and countrymen.
He knew very well where the weaknesses of the God of War lay. That was why he was confident that Ye Qing-Tian would not kill him.
He would be right, too, in believing so.
Ye Qing-Tian stopped himself before he released a fatal blow.
"Brahma, pray that you never fall into my hands because I'll make sure you die a horrible death!" Ye Qing-Tian's voice was filled with fury and his fists clenched tight with rage.
He didn't kill Brahma.
Killing the leader of another country's martial arts circle would lead to devastating consequences.
Ye Qing-Tian knew that his killing of Brahma would mean a war between the martial arts circles of their two nations.
War was no laughing matter. Ye Qing-Tian wasn't going to act recklessly and as he pleased.
He snorted and, with a flip of his sleeve, left the manor.
Brahma's heart finally fell from his throat back into his chest.
He released a long sigh of relief. It was as if he had just escaped from the gates of hell.
His body convulsed before he began to cough violently. The blood that had been stuck in his throat spilled out of his mouth and pooled on the ground.
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