The members of the Saint Devil Sacred Land were equally shocked when they looked at Huang Xiaolong. 

Even Fu Daosheng, a peak-level half-step Dao Venerable, wouldn’t be able to take on the Saint Devil Prince’s punch unharmed.

The only way one would be able to take it on without flinching would be if they were actual Dao Venerables!

In fact, even First Esteem Dao Venerables might be slightly affected if they had to take the punch head-on without any defenses. Yet, Huang Xiaolong remained unmoving like a massive chaos rock mountain.

“I told you that you’re trash.” Huang Xiaolong looked at Xu Jian who was wearing an expression of disbelief, and he continued, “Even after letting you gather your strength, you couldn’t even scratch my skin! I have no idea what you are if you’re not trash…...