Half an hour later, the former Zhao Family Stronghold had been completely reduced to ruins in the great battle.
Surrounded by several columns of smoke, Luo Hong and the others were gathered on a ruined plaza, jointly examining the Zhao Family old man bound in chains.
"Bai Xi Jiao, what benefits did these outsiders give you to make your Bai Family help them deal with our Zhao Family?!"
Looking at the surrounding ruins, Zhao Wenji's heart ached beyond measure.
One had to know that this was the Illusory Howling Desert. Building a stronghold of this scale could not be accomplished overnight!
"Haha, so that's how it is. It seems those three told you everything!
"But do you really think taking over this place means you can take over my Zhao Family's business?
"The Netherworld Demon Domain and our Sacred Realm are entirely different worlds. Only through fortunate coincidences did my Zhao Family ancestors establish cooperation with them.
"Besides, you Bai Family will most likely never get past the two Holy Ancestors, Netherworld Soul and Huang Quan!"
Hearing this, Zhao Wenji did not grow angry but laughed instead, convinced that even if the Bai Family seized this place, it would be useless!
"Hmph! My Bai Family will decide for ourselves how to make use of this place. Brother Zhao need not concern himself with it!"
After snorting coldly, Bai Xi Jiao cupped his hands toward the Long Family Ancestor, who was guarding Zhao Wenji, and said:
"Fellow Daoist Long, may we leave this man to the Bai Family to handle?"
"Ask Fellow Daoist Luo. This old man has no objections."
The Long Family Ancestor immediately replied expressionlessly.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, do not be hasty. Since this man is useful to your Bai Family, Luo is naturally willing to do you a