Huang Xiaolong attention was not on Sun Fangliang’s group of four, instead falling on the corpse lying on the ground in the distance that was wearing the same Barbarian God Sect robe as him, Zhang Danming’s body.

Sun Fangling’s group was in a hurry to open the Ghost Buddha Depository’s steel door, ignoring Zhang Danming’s body, leaving it on the ground.

“Who killed him?” Huang Xiaolong’s cold gaze was directed at Sun Fangliang’s group of four.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong not only ignored them but also questioned them in return about Zhang Danming’s death, Sun Fangliang, Wang Haiyao, and the other two chuckled in anger. Especially Sun Fangliang, his chuckles were the loudest of all.

“Punk, I killed him, so what? You want to avenge him?” Sun Fangliang grinned, “Relying on your measly peak late-Tenth Order Heavenly God Realm strength?” He further taunted...