“This is?!” Touching the invisible barrier in front of him, Yu Jizhang was completely in a panic. “This is a high-grade saint artifact? A defensive type high-grade saint artifact?”

Huang Xiaolong admitted tepidly, “That’s right! It’s a defensive type of high-grade saint artifact!”

“You!” Yu Jizhang tried hard to disguise his panic with anger, “Who are you?!”

But instead of getting a reply from Huang Xiaolong, he was attacked by Huang Xiaolong’s dragon-natured and Buddha-attributed holy souls’ full force. Yu Jizhang got hit and smashed into the barrier. Blood spewed from his mouth, and his already bleak holy soul dimmed further. Even the solidity of his holy soul was attenuated.

“Aren’t you afraid of my Scarlet Flame Holy Gate’s retaliation?” Yu Jizhang barked with false bravado.

“You are right, I am not afraid.” As Yu Jizhang tried to frighten him...