Amid the crowd, Zhang Chen watched the three departing Twelfth Order Gods and Du Guqiu, silently cursing, What a load of bullshit!
They wanted to wipe out the Zhang Family? Why not take a look at the sorry state they had been beaten into first?
Though the three Twelfth Order Gods could revive endlessly, their strength had already been greatly diminished. They no longer possessed Twelfth Order combat power; being able to maintain Sixth or Seventh Order strength would already be impressive. And they still wanted to destroy the Zhang Family?
Besides, were the Eight Great Families so easy to provoke? If they wanted to destroy the Zhang Family, the other seven families certainly would not stand by with folded arms. Every one of those seven families possessed a clan-suppressing divine artifact comparable to the Book of Life and Death. For three Seventh or Eighth Order little nobodies to destroy the Zhang Family—was that not merely the dreamtalk of an idiot?
Moreover, the Zhang Family had now obtained fragments of the Great Luo True Spirit. Their control over souls had reached an inconceivable level, and they could already break through the Dragon Qi's suppression to wield bloodline abilities. Only, under the Dragon Qi's suppression, the range of their attacks was smaller; it did not mean their power had weakened.
Take Zhang Gaqi's Heavenly Ghost, for instance. Empowered by a Great Luo True Spirit fragment, he had originally been unable to use Bloodline Power to traverse the void within the imperial capital. Yet now he could traverse one zhang through space. Could one say his combat power had not increased?
Within this imperial capital, being able to traverse one zhang through space was already exceedingly rare!
The Gong Family members who had come to besiege the Zhang Family had now all