Mo Jinyu's neck was stepped on by him, and his face was pressed heavily against the tiles as he panted in pain.
He was powerless to fight back, but he was still dreaming of becoming an emperor.
"Mo Beiyuan… You… You can't kill me. I'm born with the fate of an emperor! The fate of an emperor! If you kill me, you will be punished by the heavens!"
Mo Beiyuan sneered coldly. "The emperor's order? I don't believe in fate!"
As he spoke, he exerted more force on his feet. After a short scream, the hall finally returned to calm.
With Mo Jinyu's death, the forces under him instantly disintegrated. It did not take long for the 12 Divisions and the garrison to control all of Mo Jinyu's surviving supporters.
After tonight, Mo Beiyuan's identity also changed from the Yuan King of the East Continent to the Emperor of the East Continent.
The next step was to announce it to the world.
The coronation ceremony was to be held.
