"Meng Tianzheng, don't go too far. The Xu Family was willing to hand over its lifeblood to you, but that doesn't give you the right to run wild in the Wang Family."
Wang Changsheng spoke, unwilling to back down.
"Exactly. So what if you brought out some tattered banner? Our Wang Family-"
Another supreme elder of the Wang Family, a cultivator in the Escape-One Realm, spoke up.
"Hmph."
The grand elder glanced at him and snorted coldly. The man exploded into a mist of blood on the spot, his body and soul utterly destroyed.
"The Iron-Blooded War Banner is not to be insulted."
The grand elder spoke coldly.
"Meng Tianzheng, don't go too far! Father, why don't we join forces and activate the family's formations to take him down?"
The nine dragons of the Wang Family who had appeared felt utterly humiliated. Every one of them had reached the perfection of Escape One, and some even had one foot in the Supreme Realm.
No one had ever dared come to the Wang Family and run wild like this.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ming had already emptied the Wang Family's treasury.
Leaving these things in the Wang Family would only be a waste.
The Wang Family's bloodline had been tainted.
What a pity.
Purple Palace Grass really was good stuff. It was the very foundation of the Wang Family's cultivation of the Chaos-Pacifying Art. They had amassed enough for Jiang Ming to cultivate the art himself and still give some to the grand elder, Shi Hao, and the Skyhorned Ant.
After all, they had worked together this time.
"Aah-!"
Soon, the grand elder and Wang Changsheng went into the starry sky alone and exchanged a few blows. Once they finished probing each other, Wang Changsheng had no choice but to sign an agreement