"What?! Impossible! We just escaped imprisonment and are still really weak! No matter how brave we are, we would never dare to offend the Divine Moon Realm!" Yi Jun said.

"Huh?" Liu Yizhao was taken aback.

"Moon Guide, someone framed us! You've been fooled!" He finally understood why this disaster had befallen them. But by now, the specters had basically lost all their ascendants and elites before the misunderstanding had even been addressed. Yusheng Luo alone had killed tens of thousands of samsarans.

"Who could that possibly be?! Someone else must have killed Huiyue Yin! Moon Guide, please show mercy and spare us! We’ll work with you to find the truth! We can't let the real culprit go free!" Yi Jun's eyes were bloodshot. Despite the rage he felt toward the Divine Moon Realm, he had to force it down. It was a matter of survival for his race.

"Truth? Culprit?" Liu Yizhao awkwardly looked at the string of specter heads in his hand and pointed his sword...