Xiang Qiankun had died on the spot, his corpse lying right outside the Zhou Clan ancestral hall.
The family members who witnessed this from close range suffered a tremendous shock, stunned beyond measure before realizing that they had been saved.
A provincial governor, the Xiang Clan patriarch, a Earth Sect powerhouse, and the leader of this clan war had fallen in battle.
Xiang Qiankun's death was undoubtedly a signal that the tide of battle had turned.
"..."
The Eastern Sect family members felt conflicted. They had been saved by the Western Sect heir, with whom they had been like fire and water. They had no idea how they would get along in the future.
Yet some could not wait to urge the old madam. "Hurry and ask Zhou Daqian to protect us."
Given Zhou Daqian's strength, no matter how many enemies came, they should not be able to threaten the family members' safety.
The old madam smiled bitterly. Did they truly think her words carried any weight? With Zhou Daqian's standing, only the Ninth Generation Ancestor could command him.
Her gaze fell upon Zhu Qinghua and the others, and her expression became even more kindly and gentle.
"Qinghua!"
The next moment, Zhou You's voice rang out. "Qinghua, take care of the children. I'll be back soon!"
"Go—where?"
Zhou You left behind a sentence that stirred up towering waves. "The Xiang Clan—their lair!"
To come without returning the favor was discourteous. Xiang Qiankun had led his people here to annihilate their family; they had started the blaze. The Zhou Clan had no reason to take a beating without striking back. If you tried to destroy me, I would destroy you.
Zhou You put away Xiang Qiankun's corpse and flew away from the Zhou Clan Eastern Sect estate. Nor did he forget