Due to the large difference in the gravitational force between the Divine World and the lower realm, the moment Huang Xiaolong’s feet left the ground in flight, his body wobbled out of balance, nearly plummeting face down.

After two or three minutes of dangerous flying, Huang Xiaolong finally got the hang of the Divine World’s gravity.

His first destination was the previous unassuming lake.

Swift as an arrow, roughly fifteen minutes later, Huang Xiaolong was back at the lake.

Detecting disciples of the three sects moving close to the area, he swiftly drilled into the ground tens of zhang below the lake.

Looking at the several kilometer long Extreme Yang Fire Ore vein that was akin to a coiling fire dragon, Huang Xiaolong took a deep breath to suppress his excitement. His three godheads were cheering as he circulated his godforce, emitting a radiant light.

Letting out a low bellow, Huang...