The two Green Icemen obediently remained where they were in apprehension. When they saw Huang Xiaolong appear, inexplicably, their hearts jumped. When their gazes fell onto the black godhead in Huang Xiaolong’s hand, their faces tightened and paled, fear in their eyes. Above all that was denial.

That black godhead was without a doubt the Evil Ghost Ancestor’s!

The Evil Ghost Ancestor was dead!

He was really killed by Huang Xiaolong, killed by a perfection stage late-Tenth Order God Realm that was no different than an ant in their eyes!

The two of them really couldn’t believe, and it was even harder for them to accept this result.

Huang Xiaolong stopped in front of the two Green Icemen, his aloof voice sounded in their ears, “That’s right, the Evil Ghost Ancestor is dead, I killed him. Now, I’m giving both of you two choices; the first choice is to submit to me with the condition...