"Elder, they have made such a vicious move against Feng'er, why should we continue to tolerate this!"
"Yes, Elder, let's just fight it out with them!"
"Let them know that our Zhou Family is not to be triflected with!"
"Exactly, no matter what, with your past relationship with the Saint Lord, how could the Holy Institute completely disregard us? It's disheartening!"
"Are we just going to let the Long Family do this to us?"
"They're nothing but opportunists, utterly contemptible!"
At this moment within the Zhou Family, all the Zhou family members were filled with righteous indignation. In front of Zhou Wenlong lay a young man with a deathly pale face, lying on the ground, his breath faint.
Zhou Wenlong's gaze was incredibly somber, his powerful aura making everyone present hold their breath, waiting for his command.
Over three hundred years, he had advanced from the Diamond Realm, leaping over the Star and King Realms to break through to the Heavenly Saint Realm.