As Huang Xiaolong flew over graves after graves, he didn’t dare to let down his guard.

Even with his dao heart, he knew that he would be in deep trouble if he ran into any of the supreme existences sealed in the graves.

Pushing his three holy souls to the limit, Huang Xiaolong prepared himself to respond to any change in the situation.

After all, most of the True Saints, who had died in the Furtive Lands, had lost their lives in the Burial Ground.

Out of the various forbidden regions in the Ghost Devil City, the Furtive Lands ranked among the Blood Plains and the Black Forest.

However, the Burial Ground was a place more dangerous than any of them.

Huang Xiaolong had to use everything he had in order to return alive.

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