Jia Liebi had long since gone mad. Even he had never expected Mo Cheng to invite four Dou Kings.
In his eyes, experts of this level were all untouchable big shots.
To put it bluntly, even if Jia Liebi spent his entire fortune, he might not be able to exchange it for a chance to meet a Dou King.
He knew that the Jia Clan was certain to win this battle today.
Yet he was equally apprehensive. On one hand, Mo Cheng had been willing to invite four Dou Kings, which clearly meant he had not done so merely to stand up for the Jia Clan. Whatever this hidden reason was, it was not something the Jia Clan could bear.
On the other hand, Mo Cheng was dead now. Surely these four Dou Kings would not come directly to the Jia Clan to demand benefits, would they?
If that really happened, what use would defeating the Xiao Clan be?
The demands of four Dou Kings would be enough to empty the entire Jia Clan.
The battle on the field had long since subsided. With the appearance of the four Dou Kings, the fighting between Dou Shis and Dou Zhes was no longer important.
The two sides quickly separated, gathering their wounded and treating them.
The Xiao Clan's condition was fairly good. With the Earth Demon Puppets guarding them, only a few people had suffered serious injuries. The younger generation had been preserved as well, with only a few sustaining injuries.
The Jia Clan, by contrast, was in a far more miserable state. More than seventy people had died in battle alone.
There were also more than thirty seriously wounded and over sixty lightly wounded. Nearly half of them had lost their combat strength.
Xiao Zhan's expression was grim. He knew