This dao spirit that contained the will of the Flying Heaven’s Old Ancestor Fei Wushuang, exuded the shocking might of a Primal Ancestor. This Primal Ancestor’s might would absolutely suppress any peak late-Ninth Heaven True Saint, without any resistance.

As they watched the dao spirit successfully take on the intended form, Feitian Jin, Feitian Cheng, and the others couldn’t disguise the delight from their faces, and their tensed nerves relaxed.

“Huang Xiaolong, this dao spirit contains our Flying Heaven Race’s Old Ancestor’s Will, and you will understand what that means.” Feitian Cheng snickered coldly, “Kneel now and hand over the Flying Heaven Blood Stele obediently, and we might show you some mercy!”

“Stop your actions now, kneel before me, and kowtow for mercy, and I might think of sparing your lives,” Huang Xiaolong responded tepidly.

“What?!”...