While Huang Xiaolong maneuvered the Ancient Heavenly Court towards the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s headquarters, the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe headquarters was in a bustling of activities. More accurately, the whole headquarters was in a panicky mess.

The Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Patriarch Shi Wushuang was barking out orders to the tribe’s experts to move the tribe’s valuables to safety.

Now that the Radiance Divine City had fallen, his situation was similar to Di Jun. He was preparing to withdraw from Hell Spirits World.

Standing beside Shi Wushuang was the Fiend God Emperor Feng Chu, as well as the Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s many Emperor Realm Ancestors.

“Brother Wushuang, even if that Huang Xiaolong would bring an army to the Spirits World, it would take him ten days to half a month to reach here. We don’t need to worry too much.” Fiend God Emperor Feng Chu spoke.

“That’s right, Patriarch. We only need a day to clear...