Xing Tiexin returned at some unknown time, joining forces with Yang Zhen to seriously wound Zhao Zun, effectively neutralizing the threat.
On the other side, Meng Shuxuan, riding the Golden-winged Roc, had also cleared out the remaining Flower Raccoon Demons.
Wherever the Golden Wind reached, no demon could survive!
"Yang Zhen, how dare you kill me!" Zhao Zun, now gravely injured, was pinned to the ground by Xing Tiexin's spear, and he roared angrily, staring fiercely at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen's face showed a mix of emotions.
Unlike Song Changming, who was decisive and could kill Zhao Liang without hesitation, he was quite wary of the Zhao Family behind Zhao Zun.
If he were to strike Zhao Zun down now, it might lead to irreconcilable enmity with the entire Zhao Family.
He had no power or influence in the city and understood well the immense power of these top noble families after struggling for so many years.
