Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Old Ancestor Shi Ming was enshrouded in frightening corpse qi, and he kept mum. One could only see two green light spots that were supposedly his eyes through the thick corpse qi, giving others the creeps.

Seeing that Shi Ming had kept mum, Massacring Gods Gate’s Old Ancestor Chu Han couldn’t hold back any longer, “Brother Shi Ming, since we can already confirm it’s that kid, I think we should act immediately and resolve this trouble once and for all. Huang Xiaolong, this runt is just too hard to predict and talented. If he is allowed to grow further, we might not be able to kill him even with our strengths.”

Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Old Ancestor finally spoke in an unhurried manner, “Do you think I don’t want to kill that kid as soon as possible? Don’t forget that we’re in the Devil World now, and not in Hell!”

Chu Han and Feng Chu both blanked...