Kuo Muye looked at the gathered Grandmasters, a vicious glint surfacing in his eyes.
He knew full well that if he wanted to take control of the world, he had to gain Yin Kingdom's recognition. If he destroyed Yin Kingdom and established a new nation, who knew how many years it would take? The best course was undoubtedly to have Yin Kingdom's court worship him directly. This was the finest path Bei Luoshimen had laid out.
Everyone knew he had not truly come seeking cooperation. He had come to make the people of Yin Kingdom submit beneath his majesty!
Otherwise, there would have been no need for him to bring the Tyrant Mountain army here. If Yin Kingdom were not left teetering amid wind and rain, why would they bow to the majesty of a god?
The Yin Kingdom people's resistance had been within his expectations.
After all, it had been a long time since anyone in the Immortal Realm had made a move in this world.
He had to show these people his strength before they would understand just how vast the gap between man and god was.
Killing every one of these people who dared offend the Immortal Realm was what he needed to do now. To establish his authority, he had to slaughter without restraint. Today, he would begin with Chancellor's Gate.
Kill, kill, kill!
Standing before him were the Four Heroes and Three Wonders who had once won victory for Yin Kingdom in the City Seizing Battle, along with their replacements. Seven Grandmasters stood tall and imposing, their auras no less formidable.
Cloud Zen Master, Wind Daoist, Flower-Wearing Nun, Smiling Impermanence, Drunk Cyan Robe, Ugly Tanhua, Mystic Sect's Number One Shameless...
The seven had built up years of tacit understanding. With no more than a flicker