Feng Chan paled upon hearing Huang Xiaolong’s words. He staggered backward unsteadily; even so, he glared fiercely at Huang Xiaolong and yelled, “How dare you! I’m the Fiend God Emperor’s Disciple. If you kill me, the Fiend God Emperor Palace and the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe will never spare you!” 

He was used to getting everything he wanted. Whenever the Fiend God Emperor Palace’s Order appeared, the world trembled with fear, and other Emperor Palaces’ Ancestors retreated a wide berth away. It had never occurred to Feng Chan the Fiend God Emperor Palace could be in a pinch like today, forced to a corner, feeling powerless!

Huang Xiaolong laughed at Feng Chan’s words. His gaze on Feng Chan was indifferent. “The Fiend God Emperor Palace will not spare me? It seems I have forgotten to tell you something—after today, the Divine World will...