Seeing Fan Xia once again, the killing intent in Di Huai reignited as his expression fell.

This time, Fu Yunjie was the one to approach. “I didn’t get brother’s name the last time. I wonder where brother’s saint godhead ranks among the rest?”

Huang Xiaolong remained indifferent as he replied, “I’m Huang Xiaolong. My talent can’t compare to yours. My saint godhead ranks in the nine hundred.”

As soon as the words left Huang Xiaolong’s lips, everyone fell silent. Even someone like Fan Xia felt his world spinning.

Nine… Nine hundred?!

Fan Xia and Fu Yunjie stared at Huang Xiaolong in silence.

They only managed to react after Huang Xiaolong left...