Top ten?!

As soon as the words left his lips, the street fell silent.

It was as though crows were cawing in the sky.

“...”

Everyone stared at Huang Xiaolong in a daze. Even the three beauties of the Clear Snow Palace didn’t believe their ears.

Zhang Yihui of the Ancient Emperor Holy Gate roared with laughter, and he nearly tripped over himself.

“Hahaha! I can’t take it anymore! Lucky for you guys, I haven’t eaten yet! Otherwise, I’ll probably puke in disgust.” Zhang Yihui’s face was completely red as he continued, “A Fourth Tribulation half-True Saint dares to dream of entering the top ten! Holy sh*t! Forgive me for my ignorance, but even First Heaven True Saints might not be able to enter the top ten!”

“Hahaha!”

“I’m going to die from lau...