Huang Yelang's Mind Collapsed

Everyone stared blankly at the Blade Emperor standing proudly in the void, their eyes filled with shock.

The Blade Emperor had actually struck without warning!

"So it was all a period of lying low. The Blade Emperor had come for the Sword Demon from the start."

"The Sword Demon's backing is far too formidable—Tai Xu Sect, Dao Peak Mountain, the Blade Emperor, the Thunder God Rat Ancestor. Any one of them could shake all directions!"

"With so many great figures joining forces, the Dragon-Riding Ancestor will have to leave his life here today, won't he?"

People murmured among themselves.

"Brother Heaven Shatter, you and I misunderstood your master. So he wasn't timid as a mouse—he was looking for a chance to launch a sneak attack and kill with one blow!" Thunderstorm said somewhat shamefully.

"Holy shit, Master's acting is insane! He even fooled me! I was wondering why someone as domineering as Master had suddenly become so cowardly today! So he was waiting for an opportunity!" The gloom in Xu Potian's eyes vanished, and they lit up once more.

The Huang Family's expressions turned ugly. Wen Haishan and the Thunder God Rat Ancestor were both peak supreme powerhouses, already incredibly difficult to deal with!

Now that the Blade Emperor had entered the battle, the balance would very likely be broken.

The title of victor might tilt toward Xiao Chen's side.

"Damn it, even the Blade Emperor has acted. How could an abandoned child have so many great backers behind him?" Huang Yelang's gaze was cold and sinister as he struggled to accept what he was seeing.

When they had first met, he had not even been bothered to spare Xiao Chen a glance. He was merely a mundane youth with decent talent, less significant than dust in Huang Yelang's eyes.