Artificial Shackles

The Zhang Family head was instantly smashed into the floating island, directly shattering the island. In an instant, the Emperor Clan descendants were wiped out.

The head of the Zhang Family was in a very sorry state.

However, the dozen or so Crimson Immortals didn't have it easy either. Seven or eight of the weaker Crimson Immortals coughed up blood on the spot, and the other Crimson Immortals were in turmoil. Their faces were flushed red, and they looked at the Zhang Family's patriarch in shock.

"If this era didn't restrict you, you would be an emperor now," the Crimson Immortal from the Demon Realm who had always thought highly of the Zhang Family head, said regretfully.

The head of the Zhang Family stood up from the rubble and shook off the dust on his body. Although he was in a sorry state, his eyes were still bright and filled with determination.

"Again!" the head of the Zhang Family said in a deep voice.