The Fairy Flower was going to personally serve a guest? This was definitely unprecedented and made many prodigies frown. Two young kings among them gathered energy in their palm, ready to teach these two arrogant people in the room.

However, Sima Zhaoxue stopped them from taking action.

“No, only Huo Bingbing. We don’t care for others.” Wolong Sheng’s only eye was sharper than a hawk.

Finally, someone found this too much to take. It was another heretical cultivator in a black robe, the fourth lord of the Senluo Temple, Xue Changxiao. 

“How unreasonable.” Xue Changxiao was a young king. A group of runes emerged beneath his feet like a black gale. It rushed for the room with lightning speed.

The young overlords earlier were no match for Changxiao since he was at the third level of heaven’s Mandate. Just his furious aura alone had engulfed half of Blissful.

The door opened. A figure with greater agility...