Cultivators were highly efficient in organizing.
In barely a moment, the orders had been passed down.
Large groups of Yanxing Gate cultivators spread out, systematically driving the populace from every district of the city toward its center, herding them like a flock of sheep.
Those who lagged behind received no mercy. A blade fell, blood splashing across the streets!
The crowd grew even more terrified.
Cries for fathers and mothers, wailing, and chaotic shouts rang through the air. Everyone was frantic, yet no one dared slow their steps.
The flowing-light figures in the high sky behind them were all expressionless, cold to the extreme.
The streams of people converged.
Under the butcher's blade, most of the populace had been forced into the city center. The residences of the great families, once impossibly lofty and untouchable, had now been shattered, turned into scorched-earth ruins.
At this time, the Yanxing Gate cultivators in the sky formed a cage around the outskirts of the crowd, one after another.
The remaining Yanxing Gate cultivators began constantly patrolling the city.
An atmosphere of unease gathered among the crowd.
"Do it!"
Looking at the crowd gathered below, Gongsun Wen gave a savage grin and issued the command to the Yanxing Gate cultivators under his command!
"Gongsun Wen, how dare you!"
Realizing that something was wrong, cultivators immediately roared in fury and rose up to attack!
Central Continent was prosperous, and there were no shortage of cultivators. There were quite a few rogue cultivators temporarily staying in this city. Originally, they had not particularly cared who occupied the city.
After all, the people above fought for power and profit. No matter who won, they would still be the ruled.
But things were different now.
The blade was already at their throats. Naturally, they had to rise up