Noticing the serious expression on the old man’s face, Huang Xiaolong also put away his smile.

He always had this matter at the back of his mind.

Huang Xiaolong was curious what the Ascending Moon Old Man was going to talk about that he would insist on waiting until he advanced to the Highgod Realm before telling him anything.

“This matter is related to the Alchemist Grandmaster Association and our Thousand Worlds Sect.” The old man’s voice and expression were filled with grief and indignation. A sharp gleam flickered in his eyes and his knuckles became white as fingers dug into his palm. A surging killing intent suddenly enveloped him.

The grief, sorrow, anger, and killing intent from the Ascending Moon Old Man were too strong to miss, startling Huang Xiaolong, “Related to the Alchemist Grandmaster Association...