Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Xiong Er was so frightened he barely dared breathe. Cui Tian Rui and the others beside him were equally uneasy.
Seeing the three of them like this, Chen Changsheng glanced at them and said,
"Enough. Since this is your first time experiencing something like this, I won't hold you accountable."
"Now is free time. If you have questions, ask them quickly."
"Once you're truly on the battlefield, making a mistake will cost you your head."
At those words, the thick-skinned and bold Xiong Er immediately asked, "Sir, you just killed those three Clan Leaders like that?"
"Won't those three races refuse to accept it?"
Faced with Xiong Er's question, Cui Tian Rui and Shui Yue also looked at Chen Changsheng.
After all, what had happened just now was far too bloody. They had yet to adapt to such an environment.
"Of course they won't accept it. But no matter how unwilling they are, they'll have to swallow it."
"Living in an age of peace, you underestimate the cruelty of war too much."
"Forget three Clan Leaders losing their heads—even if those three races were completely exterminated, it would be no great matter."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng pointed at the palace in the distance.
"Just now, I announced inside that I had become the Beast Lord of the Beast Race."
"What that means is that from this day forward, all Beast Races under heaven fall under my jurisdiction."
"According to rough estimates, the Beast Race has over 1.6 million distinct bloodline classifications."
"And among the Beast Races across the world, there are over eight thousand factions that have gathered together to form races."
"Among those eight thousand-plus races, eight hundred and seventy-six have Immortal King Realm experts overseeing them."
"Of those eight hundred and seventy-six races,