"We are willing to submit."
"Even if we die, we will never surrender to you!"
"Kill!"
As War King and King Lei advanced, one Gold City after another was brought under their control.
However, not every Gold City obediently submitted after witnessing their strength.
Some people would rather die than submit to others. Sometimes, the beliefs in their hearts were more important than life itself.
Others had their Path of Professions too deeply bound to their own positions. Once they chose submission, their professional path might collapse outright, leaving resistance as their only option.
The professionals of Dream City had no intention of showing mercy to such people.
How could one allow others to sleep soundly beside one's bed? Although these people could never threaten Dream City's position even if given more time, any possibility had to be strangled in the cradle.
Most importantly, no matter how it was dressed up, the essence of expanding territory abroad was cruel—it was using strength to seize another's living space.
Thus, Dream City had never advertised its own righteousness. Instead, it openly displayed its ambition.
In the world of cultivators, some things truly were not very necessary.
It could not be helped. The lower limit of cultivators was simply too low, to the point of being horrifying to behold.
Conversely, the standards demanded of morality were equally low.
After all, when facing an expert who could easily take your life at any moment, few dared to morally pressure them. Their expectations were kept extremely low as well.
During an invasion, being given even a shred of hope and fairness was practically like a god descending into the world.
If they were treated better than under the previous regime, then it was no longer called an invasion—it was called joyfully welcoming the rightful army.