It was quite a while before the Ascending Moon Old Man stopped coughing, a complicated expression on his face as he looked at Huang Xiaolong. More time passed before the old man slowly spoke, “I say, you little bratty disciple, you knew this old man’s heart is not good, I was nearly frightened to death because of you!”

Huang Xiaolong chuckled despite the old man’s scolding, “If you really can be frightened to death, then you wouldn't be the Ascending Moon Old Man.”

The first ranked on the God Ranking List sixty thousand years ago had a bad heart? Who would believe this?

On the hand other, Huang Xiaolong was curious about this old man’s real strength. Sixty thousand years ago, when the Ascending Moon Old Man grabbed the first place, the old man would at least be a Third Order Highgod Realm. What about now, sixty thousand years la...