"So it's Zhang Zhishi! What, you won't show the Wang Clan any respect?" Commander Liu sneered.
Powerful as the Black Estate was, its businesses spread throughout the Nether Realm, its roots tangled deep, its net cast over heaven and earth.
But this was Changping Ancient Commandery.
The Wang Clan had a Great Emperor guarding it.
In the Mortal World, even in Titan City and the great cities, the strongest cultivators were only in the Martial Emperor Realm. In some great cities, one could reign supreme simply by attaining the rank of Sun King.
But in the Nether Realm.
Within its ancient commanderies.
Traces of emperors could be found.
Of course, whether the Zhou Family, the Wang Clan, or the Zhang Family.
Each had only a single Great Emperor.
And those were aged First Realm Great Emperors, their vitality waning, their remaining years few.
Great Emperors were like dragons, elusive and impossible to trace.
Usually.
Unless disaster befell their clan.
And its destruction was imminent.
Even after a thousand years, a hundred years.
An emperor's shadow would seldom appear.
The Great Emperors of the Nether Realm were equivalent to the supreme powers of the Mortal World.
With no Sage present, they were all but invincible.
The last traces of worldly attachment had long since faded from them.
They would attend to their clan's affairs, but would never involve themselves too deeply.
"A first-rate Ancient Clan is indeed extraordinary, with a long history, foundations like dragons, and a reputation that resounds in all directions. It can certainly dominate Changping Ancient Commandery and rule over all its creatures. But don't forget where I come from, or who stands behind me!" Zhang Zhishi's gaze was indifferent.
"Since Zhang Zhishi has spoken, I'll stand down!"
Commander Liu's expression shifted slightly. He withdrew his King Source