In fact, it wasn’t just the Evil God Emperor’s Son Feng Shan who was like this; the other Emperor Palace disciples were even more so frightened to the point their hands and feet went weak, their faces bloodless. Previously, the Evil God Emperor Palace had issued a bounty, promising whoever could kill Huang Xiaolong five million low-grade Chaos Spiritual Stones. During the preliminary competition, countless disciples were tempted.
Countless disciples fantasized about killing Huang Xiaolong, all thinking about claiming the Evil God Emperor Palace’s five million bounty, and in addition, they could obtain the unparalleled treasure on Huang Xiaolong.
Thus, in the preliminary round, almost all the disciples were searching for Huang Xiaolong within the Heavenly Platform Secret Realm.
Now, these disciples felt cold all over.
If back then they had really found Huang Xiaolong in the Heavenly Platform Secret Realm, then!
At that mont, the purple fla in Huang Xiaolong’s hand surged wildly again, and suddenly, Lan Tailong’s two Supre Divine Statuses began to emit a cracking sound.
Everyone looked and saw that cracks had appeared on the surface of those two Supre Divine Statuses.
Then, very quickly, they shattered, breaking into countless pieces.
Watching this scene, everyone was further shocked and horrified.
Lan Tailong’s two Supre Divine Statuses were the kind that was extrely close to the Supre King; for such Supre Divine Statuses, there was basically nothing that could destroy them. Even a top-grade Primordial Spirit Artifact might not cut through them even if slashed millions of tis, yet now they suddenly exploded under Huang Xiaolong’s purple fla!
Even Emperor Di Jing and Emperor Jun’s expressions changed.
What kind of fla is this?!
Emperor Jun felt sothing familiar, yet he couldn’t quite recall.
"Huang Xiaolong, I’ll kill you!" From a distance, Chen Wenqian, lying on the ground, felt furious and shouted with all his might as he watched the two Supre Divine Statuses of their Emperor’s son Lan Tailong explode.
If one’s Divine Soul is annihilated but the Divine Status remains intact, there is still a one-in-a-billion chance to resurrect. But now that even the Divine Status has shattered, it ans true death, with not even a one-in-a-billion chance!
However, just as Chen Wenqian struggled to stand up, blood gushed from his mouth uncontrollably.
Earlier, the two palms of the Four Unlikes had made it difficult for him to even stand.
Huang Xiaolong’s expression was indifferent as he said to the referee beside the arena, "The match is over, right?"
That referee was Admiral Zhou Han, the one who had previously expelled Huang Xiaolong from Mansion 61, and upon hearing this, he snapped back to reality, looking at Huang Xiaolong with eyes that sent a shiver through his soul, and he quickly announced, "Arena No. 6, Creation Emperor Palace’s Huang Xiaolong is victorious!"
However, his voice couldn’t stabilize, trembling like a taut string.
But, as Zhou Han’s announcent fell, there was no applause around, no cheers, no shouts, just a silent world where all the Emperor Palace disciples looked at Huang Xiaolong with fear, seemingly still imrsed in the scene where Huang Xiaolong killed Lan Tailong, unable to extricate themselves for a long ti.
Huang Xiaolong walked down from the arena.
"Good!" Suddenly, amid the silent world, Bei Xiaoi shouted sweetly.
Huang Xiaolong looked over and saw Bei Xiaoi clapping, her smile like a flower, her little hands looking so fair and beautiful under the sunlight.
This girl!
Huang Xiaolong smiled.
"Good!"
At this mont, Zhao Lei also laughed heartily, his laughter very loud.
Following that, the disciples of the Creation Emperor Palace burst into laughter like a flood, echoing through the Heavenly Platform Square, all with a sense of pride and glory on their faces.
Previously, during the preliminary round, the disciples of the Creation Emperor Palace were hunted by the Bright Emperor Palace and the Evil God Emperor Palace disciples. Whenever they saw disciples from the Bright Emperor Palace and the Evil God Emperor Palace, they were frightened and fled, with a fire and a boulder pressing on their hearts, now completely exploding.
The laughter of the Creation Emperor Palace disciples ca in waves, each louder than the last.
In the distance, the disciples of the Bright Emperor Palace felt a piercing pain in their ears.
At this mont, Chen Wenqian, Chen Wenxin, and others, who had been helped up and treated by the Bright Emperor Palace disciples, had extrely ugly expressions. Chen Wenqian stared at the figure of Huang Xiaolong walking down from the arena with eyes that seed as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Returning to the area of Mansion 61, Huang Xiaolong felt Chen Wenqian’s murderous intent in his eyes, his expression indifferent.
"What kind of divine fire is that purple fla, and how can it be so terrifying, even easily burning Lan Tailong’s Supre Divine Status!" Yan Tianchen beside Emperor Jun spoke out, filled with shock.
"Even the Wan Jie Immortal Divine Fire, ranked first among Ancient Divine Fires, doesn’t have such terrifying power!" Xiao Yi also said, filled with shock.
Emperor Jun’s eyes flickered, pondering sothing.
"Jing-er." Suddenly, Emperor Jun spoke.
Emperor Di Jing was startled, and replied casually, "I am here, Royal Father."
"Do you still have the confidence to defeat Huang Xiaolong?" Emperor Jun’s voice was sowhat solemn.
Originally, he had been extrely confident in his son Di Jing’s strength, but after witnessing how Huang Xiaolong effortlessly crushed Lan Tailong on the arena, his confidence wavered.
Lan Tailong was at the Seventh-stage Late Stage Peak alongside a double Supre Divine Status, having cultivated the Light Holy Great thod to the Great Success Realm, possessing ten wings, and having received the infinite inheritance from the progenitor of the Bright Emperor Palace, with the progenitor’s Divine Soul Will, yet still easily killed by Huang Xiaolong!
Severely injured with a single punch!
Blasted apart with the second punch!
Third strike, Divine Soul annihilated!
Fourth, even the Divine Status shattered!
This was enough to demonstrate the terrifying power of Huang Xiaolong, no, even horrifying power!
Emperor Di Jing looked at Emperor Jun, suddenly smiling brightly and radiantly, even adorably, and said to Emperor Jun, "Rest assured, Royal Father. On the arena, if Huang Xiaolong faces , he’ll die for sure!"
Emperor Di Jing exuded an extrely resilient confidence, stemming from his true strength.
Emperor Jun was taken aback, then nodded with a smile, "That’s good, that’s good. At that ti, you must not let Huang Xiaolong leave the arena alive!"
Huang Xiaolong is too monstrous; having cultivated for less than a millennium, he’s already terrifying to this extent. I can’t imagine what level he might reach if he continues cultivating.
Huang Xiaolong always gives him a strong sense of unease and dislike.
Logically speaking, he shouldn’t feel such aversion for soone he’s never t, but he does, and it’s so strong, just like they were destined foes.
"Rest assured, Royal Father." Emperor Di Jing nodded.
With the matches of Huang Xiaolong, Emperor Di Jing, Evil God Emperor’s Son Feng Shan, and others concluding, the other arenas’ matches also ended successively. However, the scene of Huang Xiaolong killing Lan Tailong left everyone without the mood to watch the other arenas.
Before long, the second round of draws for the hundred-strong battle began.
The Evil God Emperor’s Son Feng Shan, Huang Xiaolong, and others walked out again, hands slightly trembling as they approached the platform to draw numbers.
Soon, Huang Xiaolong drew a number, which turned out to be number eight.
The Evil God Emperor’s Son Feng Shan trembled as he flipped over the number in his hand, and at that mont, his heart pounded fiercely.
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