Great Emperor Shura had an indifferent expression on his face as he sneered. "The fence-sitters will fall when the wind blows. The winner is king and the loser submits. You can say whatever you want now. I have no interest in chatting with you."
With a flourish of his sleeves, Great Emperor Shura flew out of the ring and returned to the Shura Retreat camp.
"From now on, I'm leaving Veluriyam Capital. Those who are willing to follow me will follow me. Those who aren't, heh heh… I'm afraid you won't have a good time in Veluriyam Capital."
Great Emperor Shura incited the hearts of the people.
The direct descendants of the Shura Retreat naturally expressed their stance. "We are willing to follow the Great Emperor."
"We swear to follow the Great Emperor to the death."
Those with firm attitudes were the direct descendants of the Shura Retreat, as well as a few vassal factions closely related to the Shura Retreat.