“Xiaolong, don’t you think we should retreat?” Cangqiong Old Man said to Huang Xiaolong after learning that the three sacred lands were coming at them with full force.

Originally, with Duan Feng, Mo Zhi, Long Jianfei, and three other Primal Ancestors around, and counting Hunag Xiaolong, Cangqiong Old Man had some confidence to deal with the three sacred lands’ pressure. But, no matter how strong of a will he had, he didn’t think this group of people was enough to block sixty-eight Primal Ancestor experts! 

When he heard that Cangqiong Old Man wanted them to retreat, Huang Xiaolong remained calm as he asked Wang Xueru, “Did Tang Dragon Sacred Land, Freezing Desert Sacred Land, and Chufan Sacred Land send sixty-eight Primal Ancestor experts?”

Wang Xueru, who had obtained first-hand news, replied respectfully, “That is correct, Senior Brother. Apart from sixty-eight Primal Ancestors, there are four thousand and five hundred...