When Wang Wenqi saw the armored helmet, her eyes turned red.
She said nothing, but her reaction gave the answer.
"So the Debauched Venerable was connected to Jiang Country?" Qi Yuan muttered.
If that was the case, it meant he had killed a rather important Yin Spirit.
Countless scenes flashed through Wang Wenqi's mind before finally settling. Her voice turned icy. "He was Zhang Feng's brother-in-law, the descendant of a Great Venerable!"
Zhang Feng was an ancient god, Wang Wenqi's great-grandfather, and Venerable Tian Bao's friend.
That friend had ultimately betrayed the ancient gods and joined the New God camp.
Zhang Feng had caught the eye of an evil god Great Venerable, who married his daughter off to him.
Later, when Jiang Country's capital fell, Zhang Feng had played a part in it.
Clearly, the Debauched Venerable was the descendant of that evil god Great Venerable.
"So it was him." Qi Yuan's gaze remained calm.
Qi Qi, beside him, understood everything in an instant, and her expression grew solemn.
They had killed a Great Venerable's descendant!
This was no small matter.
If that Great Venerable retaliated, their current strength would be utterly incapable of withstanding it.
Though they had twenty True Gods, that was merely a matter of numbers.
Not to mention a Great Venerable—even a True God who had taken Three Steps to Heaven was beyond their ability to resist.
"Godfather, are we still holding the feast?" Qi Qi began to entertain thoughts of retreat.
She wanted to persuade Qi Yuan to leave.
Forget that Great Venerable; if Zhang Feng alone came, they would find it hard to escape.
Qi Yuan raised his head and looked at the stars filling the sky, his gaze sweeping past the brightest one.
"If you got scared off by some spoiled second-generation brat