“One… Two… Three…” 

Yuan Zongyuan did a countdown at the side, and he quickly arrived at the tenth count.

When they were still watching Huang Xiaolong with a look of pity in their eyes, Huang Xiaolong’s figure blurred.

“Retreat!” Yuan Qianxing, who had been focused on Huang Xiaolong since the start, ordered as he reached out to deal with the threat.

However, Hei Luo’s arms blocked Yuan Qianxing from landing on Huang Xiaolong.

A miserable howl rang through the skies as Huang Xiaolong’s arm pierced through Yuan Zongyuan’s chest.

Lowering his head, Yuan Zongyuan stared at the hole Huang Xiaolong made in his chest with a dumbfounded expression. He didn’t believe that an Eighth Heaven True Saint like himself...