The two large frost coffins on the altar exceeded sixty meters in width and ten meters in length. Fire talismans were stuck on both coffins, several hundred of them densely covering the entire surface of each coffin.

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes glimmered with curiosity. He lightly leaped onto the altar and carefully approached the two large frost coffins.

Sensing the faint yet terrifying ice element force seeping out from them, Huang Xiaolong moved closer. ‘Could it be that these two coffins contain the Green Ice Hail Devil’s ancestor?’

Huang Xiaolong stood in front of one of the frost coffins with shining eyes, peeling off one of the fire talismans.

The instant that talisman left the coffin, an overwhelming wave of fire surged toward Huang Xiaolong.

Startled, he immediately circulated his own...