The longer the Heart Devil Blood Curse remained in the body, the more powerful the backlash would become. As her condition prolonged, in less than a decade, Saint Mother Yao Chi was headed toward certain death. At that time, even the antidote wouldn’t have any effect.

A hoarse, furious growl came from Huang Xiaolong. His supreme godforce formed a blade, stabbing down from the crown of Cao Jincheng’s head. Huang Xiaolong raised his hand and stabbed down again, repeatedly.

In a few seconds, Huang Xiaolong stabbed more than a hundred times. In the end, Cao Jincheng’s head exploded, shattering into several hundred pieces.

Looking at the mess he made, Huang Xiaolong’s killing intent still wasn't fully vented.

“Xiaolong.” Saint Mother Yao Chi called out softly, filled with worry.

Only then did he regain some degree of sanity and...