While shrieking in pain, the mid-Tenth Order Ancestor God Realm stared venomously at Huang Xiaolong and vowed, “I want you dead after we are done with the competition!”

“I’ll be waiting.” Huang Xiaolong responded coldly as he stomped down on the disciple’s lower body once again. This time, he also sent a flow of Asura’s frigid qi into the disciple.

The disciple let out another blood-curdling scream, and fainted.

Huang Xiaolong’s used suction force from his palm to get the disciple’s spatial ring and easily found the Fortune Divine Fruit inside it. When he had used his divine sense to locate the contents inside the spatial ring, there were mostly common grade-five and grade-six spirit stones. Therefore, Huang Xiaolong casually flicked the spatial ring, sending it zooming out of sight. 

Huang Xiaolong then...