“We wouldn’t dare!” Ao Xin and the others quickly fell to their knees.

Seeing how the members of the Holy Dragon Race were on their knees, Huang Xiaolong turned to look at everyone else. When he swept his gaze across the Heavenly Phoenix Race, Radiant Winged Dragon Race, and the rest, he chuckled. “On your knees!”

The faces of those from the Heavenly Phoenix Race, Radiant Winged Dragon Race, and the others changed.

“Huang Xiaolong, what do you mean by this?!” Feng Ming’s expression sank as he glared at Huang Xiaolong. “We didn’t make the bet with you.”

“Huang Xiaolong, who the f*ck do you think you are? Do you think we’ll be afraid of you?” Ao Ji raged, “If you really anger the Holy Dragon World, we’ll band together to kill you! No matter how strong you are, you won’t be able to stop us all!”

A sneer formed on Huang Xiaolong’s lips. He turned to look at Feng Ming and Ao Ji before giving...