On the square, the War Kings who had been about to charge suddenly froze.
Horror filled their eyes. They had never expected these War Emperors to actually strike, let alone strike so ruthlessly. The War Kings who had just made their move were all peak War Kings, yet they had still been gravely wounded.
Watching the War Kings crash to the ground and cough up blood, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. No one dared move again.
Purple Wing's gaze hardened. At a time like this, he could not afford any mercy.
Fang Mo had given him a week. He had neither the patience nor the energy to keep wrangling with these people. Troubled times called for harsh measures; he had to cow them into submission.
Otherwise, if several hundred War Kings truly attacked together, his people might not be able to stop them all.
If the Heavenly Way Alliance intervened, these people would all be wiped out. There would be no possibility of holding back. Fang Mo had already set an example for everyone.
The empire could not afford any more losses!
Purple Wing swept his cold, fierce gaze over everyone and shouted again in a deep voice:
"Everyone, I don't want to use force, so don't push me. Those who don't want to join, put down your weapons and step aside. I won't make things difficult for you, and you can be allowed to leave afterward!"
His voice abruptly rose.
"But if anyone refuses to follow the rules and tries to stir up trouble, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
The War Kings exchanged glances, communicating with their eyes. Some were still talking over private channels, but they all realized that Purple Wing might truly kill them. No one dared incite the others as they had