“What?!” Qiao Bai, Tang Yuan and Wang Xueru screamed in shock when they saw He Ba smashing to the ground.

“Lord He!” The Primal Ancestors of the Ice Blue Sacred Land yelled in unison.

As Huang Xiaolong casually walked past the seven other Primal Ancestors, they retreated hastily. 

He ignored all of them as he walked towards He Ba. By dragging him up from the debris, Huang Xiaolong held him up like a dead chicken. After the punch from Huang Xiaolong, He Ba wasn’t any different from Yuan Yue and Tang Jin, who were smashed into meat paste previously. The divine armor around him was completely shattered, and injuries filled his body. It was a horrifying sight.

He Ba’s breaths were light,...