Taihu Island, Dragon Illusion City.
After a fierce battle, the Zhang brothers finally decided the victor. At this moment, Zhang Yanglong lay beneath a ruined building in Dragon Illusion City.
Zhang Yanglong no longer had his former high spirits. His clothes were in disarray, making him look somewhat like a beggar. His face was mottled black and blue, and blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Guobang stood not far in front of Zhang Yanglong. Though he was not as bedraggled as Zhang Yanglong, Zhang Guobang was panting heavily as well.
Although Zhang Yanglong was not truly in the Three Flower Realm, with the enhancement of the Ancient Spirit Sacrifice Array, his Mana cultivation had been raised to the Second Heaven of the Three Flower Realm.
"Zhang Yanglong, you should know by now that crooked paths and heretical ways lead nowhere, right? What else do you have to say?"
"Hehehe... Hahaha...!"
"Zhang Guobang, I lost to you this time, but don't even think of pinning those trumped-up charges on me. I will not admit to anything I did not do."
"Besides, your strength is indeed greater than mine, and our Zhang Lineage has its current standing because of your strength. But you are not a qualified family head."
"For the sake of helping your son avenge a personal grudge, you caused the Lineage to suffer such enormous losses. If Father were still alive, he would surely regret not making me the family head back then."
A desolate expression appeared on Zhang Yanglong's face. He had thought that with the Ancient Spirit Sacrifice Array, he could contend with Zhang Guobang, but he had clearly overestimated his own abilities.
Yet Zhang Yanglong did not believe he had done anything wrong. Instead, he felt that Zhang Guobang was no longer