A minuscule frown creased Huang Xiaolong’s brows as these words grew crude and brazen, but it quickly smoothed out as he calmed down.

“Wang Biaoyuan is here!” Then, a loud shout came from the sea of disciples.

“Rumors say that Wang Biaoyuan has broken through to Second Order God Realm! Also, it’s not just early order, but mid-Second Order God Realm!”

Under many people’s gazes, several figures were flying toward the arena at rapid speed. At the front was none other than Wang Biaoyuan. Compared to three years ago, the domineering aura from Wang Biaoyuan’s body had increased, and the same ancient sword hung from his waist.

Wang Biaoyuan descended gently to the ground, his eyes scanned the crowd and very quickly found Huang Xiaolong, who was standing beside the arena stage. The temperature in his eyes dropped as he approached Huang...