Seeing this, Hong Li immediately reached out to seize Snow Robe, while Black Xuan raised a hand and unleashed a fire dragon at Zhao Gongming.
At the same time, they shouted furiously, "Zhao Gongming, do you think we're afraid of you?"
Zhao Gongming lashed out with his iron whip, borrowing the power of the Golden Wheel Ruyi to shatter the fire dragon. He likewise shouted in fury, "You three old loaches, how dare you deceive this poor Daoist?
"Today, this poor Daoist will surely overturn your old nest."
Boundless divine power poured into the Golden Wheel Ruyi above his head, and streaks of golden light spread in all directions.
Though the three old dragons were Great Luo Heavenly Immortals, before his inexhaustible God of Wealth divine power, they could not bring their realm advantage into play.
The iron whip in Zhao Gongming's hand was heavy and mighty, every blow leaving Black Xuan's arms weak and his strength drained as he parried.
Though he was not a Great Luo, before the Investiture of the Gods, he had been only a thread away from that realm.
Now, with the God of Wealth's divine power and the Golden Wheel Ruyi, he still could not possess the realm of a Great Luo, but he had gained a Great Luo's capabilities and combat power.
Naturally, the divine power consumed was equally beyond measure.
But at this moment, others had seized his martial nephew and even deceived him, showing that they simply did not regard him with any respect.
How could he possibly begrudge this divine power?
If he swallowed this insult, where in heaven and earth would there still be a place for Zhao Gongming to stand in the future?
Having truly turned ruthless, he was pressing Black Xuan down and battering him.
Seeing this,