Huang Xiaolong looked around, the ancient battlefield that was filled with yin winds and blood corpse qi, and it gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Huu~!

Huang Xiaolong exhaled. The clouds in the far distance roiled from a sudden gust of strong wind.

His strength had risen further after obtaining the Black Corpse Holy Emperor’s inheritance and advancing to Second Heaven True Saint Realm.

‘My current strength should be enough to protect myself when dealing with Primal Ancestors!’ The thought flashed in Huang Xiaolong’s mind.

He inwardly compared his current strength with the Suoluo Race’s Eminent Elder Jiang Long. Even in the circumstance, he didn’t use any dao artifacts, he had the confidence to suppress Jiang Long.

Following that conclusion, when he advanced to Fourth Heaven True Saint Realm, he would be able to suppress First Resurrection Primal Ancesto...