Chapter 441: Long Time No See!
“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.

It could be said that if it weren’t for Ye Feng, Zhou Wenlong’s life would probably have peaked at the Star Realm, or it was even questionable whether he could break through to the Star Realm at all.

After all, his talent was only fit for being the lord of a Satellite City, but because of Ye Feng’s meteoric rise and the complete eradication of the demon threat to the Human Race, Jiang City, an original Satellite City, had leapfrogged to become one of the main celebrated cities of the Human Race.

The direct problem that arose was that Zhou Wenlong, the original City Lord of Jiang City, no longer had the strength to be the lord of a major city.

However, the Holy Institute knew that Zhou Wenlong had a good relationship with Ye Feng in the past, and they had always given the Zhou family a green light.

Over the years, quite a few of the Zhou family’s descendants had been allowed to study at the Holy Institute.

It could be said that the Zhou family’s influence was not small within the whole Human Race.

Only, compared to the much more powerful Long Family, they paled in significance.

In the past, a strong cultivator in the Heavenly Saint Realm was enough to be a deputy headmaster at one of the four major institutes, even within the Holy Institute, they would be an elder with real power.

But now, with the Human Race growing unprecedentedly strong and the merger of the Central Star Domain’s lineage, the Blue Star Human Clan has long surpassed the time when they only had a few Life and Death Realm cultivators, now boasting two Supremes and several cultivators of varying numbers in the Reincarnation Realm.

As for the Life and Death Realm cultivators, their numbers had multiplied many times over.

The Human Race of the Central Star Domain did all this in Ye Feng’s name.

It was this that allowed the Blue Star Human Clan to undergo a comprehensive enhancement of power within three hundred years.

What was displayed behind this was not just the strength of the Human Race from the Central Star Domain, but also Ye Feng’s influence there.

However, this influence gradually diminished with the rise of another young man.

Zhou Feng!

A man known as the Master of Mechanical Beast Control, and also called by countless others as the God Lord. Even the Human Race of the Central Star Domain had to praise this fellow’s rapid ascent as unprecedented and unseen.

The Long Family, as a family of servants under Zhou Feng in the past, naturally rose with their master’s success.

That servant transformed overnight into a high and mighty Emperor and was dropped to Jiang City to take on the role of City Lord.

Zhou Wenlong could tolerate their actions against his family, given that the situation was more powerful than him, and they were a whole realm above himself.

But to condone their descendants harming his family members with such a poisonous hand, if he continued to endure, he feared his own Dao heart would collapse.

“Swish!”

The next second, Zhou Wenlong stood up, his raging fury completely erupting at that moment.

“None of you come out, or else you will be expelled from the Zhou Family!”

Zhou Wenlong’s voice fell upon the ears of the Zhou family members, and then his figure vanished in a flash.

Elsewhere, within the grand hall deep in the vast Long Family estate, a group of powerful members of the Long Family chatted and laughed without a hint of worry.

“Xiaotian’s strength has grown again, not bad at all!”

“They should take a harder line with those stubborn fools!”

A middle-aged man said with a laugh as he looked at a young man with a proud look on his face.

“Exactly, does the Zhou Family think that just because of their relationship with Saint Lord Ye Feng, they can completely ignore my Long Family?”

To truly laugh one’s head off, and let them know that this era belongs to the God Lords, and the Saint Lords have become a thing of the past!”

An elder with gray hair laughed heartily. The aura emanating from his body made the very space around him tremble. He was a strong cultivator in the Level Nine Heavenly Saint Realm, with one foot already stepping into the Emperor Realm—one of the Long Family’s influential Elders.

At this moment, an elder and a middle-aged man sat on the main seats at the top of the grand hall, one on the left and one on the right.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a golden robe with dragon patterns, his entire being radiated a powerful aura; while the elder wore dazzling garments yet did not reveal the slightest trace of his energy.

“Vice Dean Wang makes light of it!”

“I wonder if Vice Dean Wang has taken a liking to my grandson?”

The middle-aged man asked the elder.

“Indeed~ truly remarkable!”

“He possesses a trace of the elegance of the God Lord from his youth, showing the demeanor of a supreme ruler at such a young age. Give him time, and he could take my place, or even go further.”

“With my personal mentorship and guidance, he will surely soar to the skies!”

The elder smiled as he stroked his beard, his words making the middle-aged man’s face reveal a smile.

Who wouldn’t want their family’s power to grow even stronger?

The current Holy Institute is a world for the people of the God Lord lineage. As for those of the Saint Lord Ye Feng lineage, those who left Blue Star, left Blue Star, and most of those who remained are in seclusion.

For such strong cultivators, hundreds or even hundreds of years can pass in the blink of an eye or the wave of a hand.

“Hahaha~ then I thank Vice Dean Wang greatly!”

“However, we shouldn’t be too ruthless with things. After all, the Zhou Family has some connections with the Saint Lord. If we move against the Zhou Family and the situation escalates, it would be difficult to settle.”

“I certainly don’t want to be burdened with the blame for dividing the Human Race!”

As the elder spoke, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by an icy coldness that caused the middle-aged man to shiver uncontrollably.

This Long Family was nothing more than servants under the God Lord in the past. Riding on the God Lord’s coattails, not only did they become the City Lord of Jiang City, they also stirred up trouble there.

Although he stood with the God Lord faction as the Deputy headmaster, he didn’t want to see things slip out of his control.

“Vice Dean Wang is right!”

Cold sweat appeared on Long Ao’s face, which suddenly sobered him up. He was merely an Emperor in the Holy Institute—a type of person that any of the old monsters could easily crush.

Indeed, he had somewhat forgotten his own place!

“I certainly don’t want to be burdened with the blame for dividing the Human Race!”

As the elder spoke, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by an icy coldness that caused the middle-aged man to shiver uncontrollably.

This Long Family was nothing more than servants under the God Lord in the past. Riding on the God Lord’s coattails, not only did they become the City Lord of Jiang City, they also stirred up trouble there.

Although he stood with the God Lord faction as the Deputy headmaster, he didn’t want to see things slip out of his control.

“Vice Dean Wang is right!”

Cold sweat appeared on Long Ao’s face, which suddenly sobered him up. He was merely an Emperor in the Holy Institute—a type of person that any of the old monsters could easily crush.

Indeed, he had somewhat forgotten his own place!