Huang Xiaolong looked away from the burly disciple’s corpse. His cold gaze swept over other disciples that were coming at him with the same intention, before he turned away.

The different sects’ disciples who were rushing towards Huang Xiaolong were frightened to a halt as they saw the burly disciple’s head lying a few feet away from his decapitated body. His eyes had remained wide open in disbelief, as if he hadn’t even realized how he had died. Cold sweat dampened the other disciples’ robes.

Many of them recognized this burly disciple who was still holding a big blade. He was a disciple of the Ghostly Blade Door, called Liu Jin, who was an early Eighth Order Ancient God Realm master. Moreover, he was born with a unique physique, that made his physical defenses stronger than the average cultivators. Yet his head was cut off with a single sword slash by that fatty?!

'What’s that fatty's strength?' Surely,...