Not long after Huang Xiaolong left the half-shattered mountain peak, other forces’ experts arrived consecutively.

Tan Zhihui and the Three Skull Ancestors’ battle had alerted them.

“Qian Qinyue!”

“Qian Haoran!”

As more experts arrived, their attention fell onto the corpses of the nine people that had wanted to search Huang Xiaolong’s soul but were smashed deep into the ground by one of the four odd beasts.

“Qian Qinyue, Qian Haoran, and the others were the Thousand Constellation Country’s Old Ancestors who have been in seclusion for a very long time. How did they end up being killed at this place?”

“What a powerful strike!”

“This is certainly made by a peak late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm expert!”

Looking at the giant claw print on the ground, everyone was more than a little apprehensive. 

“But these poisonous palm imprints around this corpse are not made by...