Gray ashes fell into a pile right next to the pile of Chen Tianhao’s ashes.

The Heavenly Terror Country’s General Sun Po froze on the spot, and his jaw dropped to his chest in shock.

The Mighty God Prince and his group were dumbfounded on the spot.

Astonishment was written all over the Xumi Old Man’s face. Even though he had already broken through to high-level Sovereign, he would have found it difficult to suppress the Mighty God Heavenly Country’s General Hu Jin. 

Yet Huang Xiaolong had merely moved a finger!

Did Huang Xiaolong really need his protection in the first place?

A long time later, the Mighty God Prince came to his senses. Shock and fear were obvious on his face as he looked at Huang Xiaolong, “...YOU!”

Zhu Xinyi cut off his words, “Mighty God Prince, are you going to say Young Master Huang sneak-attacked again?” 

The rest of Mighty God Prince’s words choked in his throat like an annoying bone.

Huang Xiaolong raised his foot and walked forward in a straight line...