High Risk

Several thousand years had passed.

The Huang Family had always been the ones bullying others; no one had ever dared to bully the Huang Family.

Now the Huang Family had lost two supreme experts and suffered grievous losses. How could such a deep-seated hatred go unavenged?

"Fine, let that dog bastard live a few more days!"

"Once the ancestor emerges from seclusion, he will blast that Robe-Clad Old Man into pieces inch by inch!"

Several elders had bloodshot eyes, radiating towering killing intent.

The Huang Family's ancestors were all peerless figures in the late Emperor Realm. If they took one step further, they would reach the Peak Emperor Realm, enough to sweep across this land.

By then, no matter how strong the Robe-Clad Old Man was, he would still be blasted to pieces.

Elsewhere.

Xiao Chen and Qian Wandai had arrived at Wankun City near Mighty Warrior Mountain and boarded a Demon Beast Carriage bound for Green Maple City.

Xiao Chen and Qian Wandai sat inside a carriage compartment made of blackwood. It was quite spacious, furnished with two black wooden chairs with soft white beast-hide backrests. The two sat comfortably upon them. Before them stood a bronze table, simply laid with spiritual wine, dried fruit, and preserved meat.

Naturally, the quality was mediocre—barely fit to eat.

But since the Demon Beast Carriage owner had provided it for free, it still tasted rather good.

For a two-hundred-spirit-stone ticket, they could not demand too much.

A huge azure wolf, three meters tall and five meters long, with a black horn growing from its head, pulled the carriage. It raced down a narrow path at incredible speed like a hurricane. As it ran, low wolf howls sounded from time to time, dust billowed into the air, and demonic aura surged toward the