"What a useless wretch!" After Huang Xiao left, Huang Qitao glanced at Tuoba Xing and spoke coldly.
With that, Huang Qitao ignored Tuoba Xing. His figure flickered, and he headed up the mountain.
"Useless?" Anger flared in Tuoba Xing's eyes, and he clenched both fists. He wished he could tear Huang Xiao into ten thousand pieces. Even Huang Qitao-he wanted to strip his skin and tear out his tendons.
Ever since childhood, Tuoba Xing had been a genius in his lineage. No one had ever dared call him "useless."
Only after a long while did the anger on Tuoba Xing's face gradually subside, and he unclenched his fists.
He knew perfectly well that his current strength gave him no chance whatsoever against Huang Xiao, much less Huang Qitao.
At that thought, he let out a long sigh, then headed in another direction.
Even Huang Qitao is here? I wonder whether he came on behalf of the Six Gates or on his own, Huang Xiao thought after leaving.
He knew that Huang Qitao was probably implicated in the pursuit he had suffered in Khitan, so he was naturally very wary of him.
Still, Huang Xiao was no longer particularly afraid of Huang Qitao. Although he was no match for him, killing him would not be so easy even if Huang Qitao wanted to. Besides, with so many people watching, Huang Qitao would not be foolish enough to try to kill him.
Thus, he put Huang Qitao aside for the moment. Helping these people of the Righteous Path came first.
With Huang Xiao joining the battle, the heterodox and demonic fighters crumbled wherever he went.
For a time, the morale of the Righteous Path fighters soared.
However, Huang Xiao's slaughter still attracted the attention of experts from the Heterodox and Demonic Factions.