A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Sword Saint hurriedly rushed forward, blocking the path of War God.

At the same time, go check on the injury of Prince of Fighters, Mo Wuya.

"Wuya, are you alright?"

Sword Saint helped Mo Wuya up from the ground.

Mo Wuya, feeling deeply hurt, abruptly pushed Sword Saint away and spat out the blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Leave me alone. I won't die!"

After he finished speaking, Mo Wuya quietly retreated to a corner by himself, secretly wiping away his tears.

Seeing the situation, Sword Saint didn't know what to say.

He had no choice but to turn around and blame War God.

"Ye, look at the mess you've created."

"Why don't you say something comforting to Wuya quickly?"

War God, however, was still seething with anger. "What? What comforting words?"

"So, the mighty pillar of China, one of the Hall Masters of War God Castle, stoops to drinking with the son of a commoner, humbly begging such a spoiled brat. Is this something you're proud of?" "This is simply an insult to the martial arts world of China!"

"This is an insult to the title!" War God roared in rebuke.

Upon hearing these words, Mo Wuya undoubtedly felt even more hurt.

Despite striving to secure benefits for the martial artists and to increase their chances of survival, not only did I receive no praise, but I was even harshly criticized.

This instantly left Mo Wuya feeling greatly defeated. He felt that all his efforts were not recognized.

"Alright, alright, I won't interfere anymore."

"I don't want these fifty spots anymore. Take them back."

"Let's all die together!"

"Let's bury it along with this Earth."

"Let's die together in this apocalypse!"

Mo Wuya, with red eyes, was yelling.

"Wuya, what are you talking about?"

"Can't you keep your mouth shut!"

"How could you speak to Mr. Ye like this?"

"Apologize now!"

Sword Saint sternly reprimanded.

Mo Wuya simply wiped away his tears, turning his head without uttering a word.

Seeing the situation, Sword Saint also felt helpless.

"Alright, you can go back first."

"Today, you've worked hard."

Seeing the aggrieved expression on Mo Wuya's face, Sword Saint immediately felt a pang of heartache.

He didn't blame him any further. Instead, he let him go.

"Ye, Wuya has also put in a lot of effort. Why do you speak of him in such a way?

"I understand. You think it's beneath his dignity as a Supreme to beg for a few spots. It tarnishes the reputation of War God Castle, and even more so, it undermines the prestige of his title. "However, times have changed.

"Times have changed from what they used to be.

"No matter how powerful we martial artists become, we ultimately can't fly into outer space.

"If we want to survive now, we can only place our hopes on those working in the field of technology.

"Those people are our only hope for survival.

"Currently, countries around the world are sparing no expense to develop their long-distance navigation industries.

"Even we, as martial artists, participate as supporting forces.

"During this time, various factions are competing against each other, hoping to secure a larger allocation of spots.

"As a member of War God Castle, Wuya is one of the leaders of the martial arts community of China. He fights for our interests. What's wrong with that?

"He swallowed his pride, disregarded his own dignity, and humbly pleaded for my sake as a martial artist in the scorching summer. Isn't that even more respectable?

"How could you possibly blame him?

"Today, you really acted on impulse."

Sword Saint explained the current situation with War God, while simultaneously criticizing him.

"Run!"

"All you know is to run away?"

"Sword Saint, let me ask you. Why do we exhaust our entire lives to master this power?

"Is it just to save our own skin?

"To survive on an alien planet for the rest of our lives?

"If that's the case, what's the use of us learning all these skills?

"As martial artists, we should bear the responsibility and courage to face disasters when they come. We should possess the sentiment of rescuing the world from dire straits.

"If you always think of running and escaping when faced with danger, then what's the point of the nation training you?

"I've always believed that as Supremes, and as leaders of our nation, we should face our fate together!"

War God spoke in a deep voice, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. His words even contained a hint of anger. Clearly, he was very dissatisfied with Sword Saint's idea of escapism.

Upon hearing this, Sword Saint immediately retorted, "Yes, you are noble and upright, you act for the good of all, you disregard life and death, but what about others?

"Where are the other martial artists in China?

"And what about their wives and children?

"Are they willing to die in the apocalypse?

"Are they willing to coexist with this world, in life and death?

"War God, you stand alone. Apart from yourself, you have no other worries.

"But what about others?

"Can they be as carefree as you?

"What's wrong with them fighting for a spot to leave Earth during the end times, in order to save the lives of their loved ones?"

Sword Saint retorted sharply.

Upon hearing this, War God couldn't help but laugh.

"So, Sword Saint, are you also preparing a way out for yourself and your clan like those people?

"Yes, you're right. I have no worries or attachments, while all of you have loved ones and friends you're concerned about."

"As the esteemed Hall Master of War God Castle and one of the pillars of the nation, you have the power and connections at your disposal. You can use them to secure a chance to live for your loved ones. "But what about ordinary people?

"What about the billions of ordinary people living at the very bottom of society?

"Have any of you, who hold power and strength, ever considered their fate?

"When the end of days arrives, will there be a place for them on the ark you've built?"

War God's eyes were blazing red, he questioned in a furious voice.

Sword Saint's voice softened significantly. "You should understand that there are limited spots and limited time. The initiation of the Doomsday Legacy Program signifies that the majority of people in this world are destined to be abandoned."

"What a notion of surrender! Sword Saint, do you think it's fair? They are all lives, and they belong to Earth. Why should they be the ones to die? Why should you be the ones to live?

"Is it because you possess the power, the status, and the right to speak?

"But how would you have your power and status today without the support of the common people?

"As for this so-called 'Doomsday Legacy Program', it's nothing more than a fancy name you've given to your own escapism," War God mocked.

Sword Saint had nothing more to say.

Although War God's words were harsh, they were all true.

Nowadays, every country was constructing spaceships, ostensibly for the preservation of human heritage, but in reality, they were all solely concerned with saving themselves. Even the martial artists had joined this escape plan.

"But War God, this is reality."

"The Universe Tree is too powerful.

"It is so powerful that it's invincible.

"We have no choice but to leave!

Sword Saint bowed his head, his words laden with gravity.

"Who says there are no other options?

"You lot are nothing more than a group of rats, driven by fear and greed!

"The Universe Tree is indeed powerful, but until the very last moment, who's to say that the tree cannot be defeated?

"We still have several years left!

"As long as I strive together with the martial artists, is there truly no way to find a solution?

"If everyone only thinks about running away, then the end of the world will indeed be inevitable!"

War God spoke in a deep voice.

Sword Saint sighed. "War God, everyone understands what you're saying.

"We've done our best.

"In fact, we've exhausted every possible method.

"But you should already know the outcome."

"Now, the upper echelons of the global martial arts world and the secular world are terrified by the power of the Universe Tree. They have already succumbed to despair and given up.

"At present, the future appears bleak without a glimmer of hope. Even if people wanted to find a way out for the earth, they simply wouldn't know which direction to take.

"Instead of being lost and waiting for death, it's better to find a way to escape from Earth.

"This is the current situation and the state of mind of people around the world."

Upon hearing this, War God fell silent.

Turning around, he headed towards the exit of War God Castle.

"War God, where are you going?" Sword Saint chased after him, asking loudly.

War God turned his back to them, his resonant voice echoing, "You told me that you people cannot see the light and cannot find the direction? Then let me seek the light for you, find a direction for this confused and lost world!"

"What if we never find it?" Sword Saint asked again.

"Then I, Ye Qingtian, will accompany the people of this world to the underworld!"