When Huang Xiaolong stood still at the center of the formation array, the other side activated the array.

The array’s symbols came to life, flickering brightly as a black pillar of light enveloped Huang Xiaolong. Enveloped by this pillar of black light, Huang Xiaolong felt as if all his secrets were being read.

Huang Xiaolong had studied a little bit about this array— it was one of Hell’s grand array formations from the desolate era. Standing in this formation array, even an Emperor Realm expert wouldn’t be able to hide their cultivation realm.

Therefore, Huang Xiaolong didn’t bother to conceal or suppress his strength.

In a split second, a line of words appeared above the array.

“Bone-age, below one thousand years!”

The Netherworld King's Organisation’s Branch Supervisor stared dazedly at the line of words in the air—be-below, o-one thousand?! This, what’s going on? The formation...