Yi Xiaotang harrumphed in response. However, she was too lazy to speak to him. Instead of quarreling with Xu Jian, her gaze landed on Huang Xiaolong.
A trace of suspicion flashed through her eyes as she had witnessed everything that went down.
There was no mistaking it. The Saint Devil Prince had used the Nether Spirit Art against Huang Xiaolong, but the kid took it without the slightest difficulty!
Could he really be resistant to the secret art? Or does he possess a grand dao treasure capable of resisting it?
The Immemorial Dao Venerable was a mid-level Dao Venerable, and he might have just possessed some sort of treasure capable of resisting the Nether Spirit Art.
She snapped as she stared straight at Huang Xiaolong, âHuang Xiaolong, Iâll give you a piece of advice right now. Hand the treasury over to me. With your eight high-order Saint Fates, my father will definitely take care of you if you hand over the treasury obediently and enter my Blue Heaven Creed.â
âMoreover, Ancestor Wang Jin is planning to take you in as a personal disciple! This is a once in a lifetime chance, and you better learn how to cherish it!â
Yi Xiaotang wasnât lying. Wang Jin was the strongest Dao Venerable in the Blue Heaven Creed, and it was definitely the luckiest thing that could happen to anyone if he accepted them as a disciple!
A chuckle left Huang Xiaolongâs lips. âIâm not interested in being a disciple of whatever ancestor your creed has to offerâŠâ
As soon as the words left his lips, Yi Xiaotang wasnât the only one who felt that she was going crazy. Everyone around felt as though their brains were fried.
Snickering in his heart, the Saint Devil Prince spoke to Yi Xiaotang, âSenior Sister Xiaotang, you saw it for yourself. Heâs an arrogant b*stard who doesnât know how to accept your goodwill. Did you forget about how he nearly slashed you in half when you were leaving the immortal cave?â
The Saint Devil Prince brought up the shameful incident once again.
The moment he did, a trace of hatred flashed in Yi Xiaotangâs eyes. She thought about how she wasnât thanked when she had stopped the Saint Devil Prince previously, and her expression sank.
âSenior Sister Xiaotang, Huang Xiaolong is someone hunted down by our creed. It shouldnât be against the rules for us to take him downâŠâ Xu Jian turned to stare at Yi Xiaotang, âSenior Sister, thisâŠâ
A cold snort left her lips. âFrom this moment on, you can do whatever you want. Take it as I didnât say anything before.â
A look of joy flashed through Xu Jianâs eyes.
She was clearly telling him to take care of Huang Xiaolong.
As long as she didnât interfere, Huang Xiaolongâs death was certain!
Aunt Qing wanted to speak, but she decided against it when she saw the anger in Yi Xiaotangâs eyes.
The Saint Devil Prince turned to sneer at Huang Xiaolong. The Blue Heaven Dao Venerable, along with Wang Jin, would be arriving at the Silver Dragon River soon. If Huang Xiaolong became Wang Jinâs disciple, wouldnât he rank higher in the hierarchy? That was something Xu Jian was unwilling to see.
After all, Wang Jinâs status in the Blue Heaven Creed was higher than his masterâs!
He knew that he needed to cripple Huang Xiaolong before they arrived.
Even though he might incur the wrath of the strongest Dao Venerable in the Blue Heaven Creed, he was betting on the fact that his master would plead for mercy on his behalf.
A malicious smile formed on his face as he walked towards Huang Xiaolong. Waving his hand, he ordered for the Seventh Resurrection Primal Ancestor to fall back. He wanted to personally destroy a genius like Huang Xiaolong.
When he finally arrived ten meters away from the kid, Xu Jian sneered, âHuang Xiaolong, you harmed me with the Immemorial Grand Formation previously. Weâre not in the immortal cave right now, and youâre nothing more than an ant to me! Iâll crush you however I like!â
âEven without the formation, youâre nothing but trash in my eyes. I donât need to use the formation against someone like you.â A placid expression could be seen on Huang Xiaolongâs face as he spoke to Xu Jian.
Bursting into laughter, Xu Jian decided to kill Huang Xiaolong in the most painful way possible.
Yi Xiaotang turned to Aunt Qing when she heard what he said. âDid you hear that? Heâs such an arrogant b*stard!â
âHe deserves to die!â
âHe even thinks that heâs strong enough to take on the Saint Devil Prince without the Immemorial Grand Formation!â
Aunt Qing shook her head silently while looking at Huang Xiaolong.
âEven so, I canât believe that heâs already at the Second Resurrection Primal Ancestor Realm. Could there really be an inheritance left behind by the Immemorial Dao Venerable in the treasury?â Yi Xiaotang muttered to herself.
When Huang Xiaolong had appeared with Fu Daosheng in the Silver Dragon City, she received the news from the members of the Blue Heaven creed. When news of his strength started to spread, the region was ablaze with activity.
Guesses flew about and there were a ton of people who felt that Huang Xiaolong managed to obtain the Immemorial Dao Venerableâs inheritance!
There was no other explanation for his sudden increase in strength!
Even Yi Xiaotang felt that that was the case.
Whatever the case, entering the Second Resurrection Primal Ancestor Realm in several dozen years was something unheard of.
The quick increase easily demonstrated Huang Xiaolongâs strength.
Even if he couldnât compare to the top geniuses in the Divine Tuo Holy World, he should be comparable to the super geniuses in the super creeds, right?
She stared at Huang Xiaolong with a complicated gaze.
She was stuck in a dilemma and didnât know if she should stop Xu Jian from crippling him.
It was too bad Xu Jian didnât give her any time to gather her thoughts. With his body disappearing from its original location, a muddy yellow light surrounded his palms as he struck it towards Huang Xiaolong. The light looked weak, but it contained the weight of several million mountain ranges.
Those were the grand dao laws of the earth, and the ability to control weight to that extent could only appear after one comprehended the laws of the earth to the extreme! There was a trace of power that came from the origin when he attacked, and even though the power wasnât comparable to the absolute flame or frost controlled by Huang Xiaolong, it was powerful enough.
Even Ninth Resurrection Primal Ancestors would be shattered to pieces if they were struck, much less a Second Resurrection Primal Ancestor like Huang Xiaolong.
A dull thud rang through the skies as Xu Jianâs palms landed on Huang Xiaolongâs shoulders.
With her expression sinking, Yi Xiaotang felt a sense of regret.
Aunt Qingâs face changed too.
With a brilliant smile blossoming on his face, Xu Jian wanted to take a look at his handiwork. However, his smile froze when he looked at Huang Xiaolongâs shoulders. With a trace of disbelief, he turned to look at his arms.
When the others realized what had happened, an incredulous look appeared on their faces. They looked at Huang Xiaolong as though he was a monster. He had taked Xu Jianâs strike without moving a muscle!
Xu Jianâs attack didnât affect him in the slightest!
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