"Everyone out!" Kong Qingyang's right hand swept out, and a powerful force surged through, making the entire Starwind Space tremble. No matter where people were, they were all thrown out one by one.
The battle at the level of the Creation Emperors was about to commence, and those at the Moonlight Realm would certainly meet a dead end if they stayed; he was showing a rare leniency. Otherwise, which Creation Emperor would care about the life and death of insignificant juniors from the Moonlight Realm?
"Gaga, isn't it merrier with more people?" the Old Blood River Ancestor intervened, his hands waving and summoning a swath of blood light.
His aim was simple: to disrupt the space so that Kong Qingyang could no longer send anyone away. Although his movements were not the quickest, Zhou Heng didn't know about other places, but only two-thirds of the people here had been sent out—aside from the women and himself, there were still over a dozen who had not left.
