Huang Rong’s face sank when he heard Huang Xiaolong say there was only garbage by his side, but then again, Huang Xiaolong’s words were not unreasonable. In comparison to the ten overlords and ten beast kings, the experts on his side were indeed much worse. 

The sole expert, who could be taken out of the garbage list, was the Vice Main Mystical Pavilion Master, who was his second younger brother. 

“Huang Rong, aren’t you curious about how I learned that you’ve come to the Golden Spider Black Region?” Huang Xiaolong asked suddenly.

Huang Rong’s pupils were needled by the question. Because the people that knew he had come to the Golden Spider Black Region were the ones he had come with, and then there was his second younger brother.

Right at this time, a light flashed around Huang Xiaolong as two people appeared.

They were the Son of Mystic and the Vice Main...