“Master!” Huang Xiaolong fell to one knee and greeted Ren Wokuang respectfully.

Everyone present felt their jaws dropping in horror.

This…

Master?!

The young man before them had four extremely strong Emperors as his subordinates, and he was an Asura noble at the Heavenly Monarch Realm. Why in the world was he greeting Ren Wokuang, a God King Realm disciple of the Asura Gate as his master?!

Everyone felt that the scene playing out before them was absolutely ridiculous.

It seemed as though the entire world was flipping upside down right before their very eyes.

As for Wei Hong, he stared at the scene before them with his mouth agape and the blood drained from his face. Jia Ding’s expression wasn’t the best either and even the grand elder, Deng Zhilong, felt his face going pale. A look of panic flashed through his eyes and a tinge of regret appeared in them.

If he wouldn’t have...