Once Again Driven into Desperation?

"Alas! Forget it!"

After a sigh, lightning surged through the ancient forest. A withered old man appeared before everyone like a ghostly phantom.

The old man was short and shriveled, clad in a gray robe. Deep wrinkles lined his face, while long blue hair fell over his shoulders, lightning coiling around the strands with faint crackling sounds.

Everyone's expressions changed. This was another invincible supreme expert, and his aura was no weaker than the Saber Emperor's.

"Ancestor!" Thunderstorm looked excitedly at the Thunder Elder.

"Storm, you are far too willful. How many times have I told you to sever all ties with that boy? Sticking your neck out like this will bring disaster upon our clan!" the Thunder Elder transmitted.

"But Ancestor, Qiongqi is backing my big brother. What the hell is Huang Yingxiong worth?" Thunderstorm had a fiery temper and refused to yield even before his ancestor.

"Lord Qiongqi? How could that be possible? Lord Qiongqi died in the ancient divine war. That boy must have deceived you." The Thunder Elder shook his head.

When Thunderstorm had first told him that Qiongqi had appeared, he had already found it absurd.

What kind of existence was Qiongqi?

One of the Nine Primordial Fiends, standing high above all!

The Ancestral God of the Demon Race!

Would such an existence protect some lowly Human Race cultivator?

Besides, everyone knew that Qiongqi had long since fallen!

If Qiongqi truly existed and served as that Human Race youth's protector, those two supreme experts of the Huang Family would already be dead. Why would he need to intervene?

"Impossible! I saw it with my own eyes. That was Lord Qiongqi!" Thunderstorm refused to accept it.

The Thunder Elder shot Thunderstorm a disappointed look. He stopped transmitting and turned to the two Huang Family supreme experts.