Chapter 1103: Killed (1/2)

Startled by Ju Meng’s unexpected bark, the Giant Tribe Elder Ju Ha’s steps halted. He then turned to look doubtfully at Ju Meng before looking again at the black-haired Barbarian God Sect core disciple who seemed to be flying towards them.

At this point, Ju Ha and the rest of the Giant Tribe group could tell this that Barbarian God Sect core disciple’s purpose here was them.

Now, the baffling question was why? Why was this person looking for them?

During this brief lapse of time, Huang Xiaolong and the little cow came to a stop not far from the Giant Tribe group.

“Little runt, who are you? What business you have with us?” Ju Ha snapped.

“You’d better have a good reason or else the consequences for blocking our and path and wasting our time will be severe.” Another Giant Tribe Elder spoke with a hint of bloodthirst.

Huang Xiaolong was unperturbed, “Weren’t you all under the orders of your Patriarch to come and take me back to the Giant Tribe?”

Ju Meng, Ju Ha, and the rest were stunned.

“You’re Huang Xiaolong?” Several of them blurted out at the same time, feeling incredulous.

“Right, I am Huang Xiaolong.” Huang Xiaolong nodded.

Ju Meng and Ju Ha exchanged a glance, the meaning in their gazes was clear, ‘What is with this situation?’ Was this little runt truly Huang Xiaolong? Had he actually come looking for them?

Ju Meng secretly surveyed the surroundings, expanding his secret soul technique and soon verified that there was no other Barbarian God Sect master at Huang Xiaolong’s side. This deepened his suspicion.

“You really are Huang Xiaolong?” Ju Ha asked again.

This Huang Xiaolong knew that their purpose for coming to the Barbarian God Sect was to seize him and drag him back to the Giant Tribe. They did not succeed, yet this Huang Xiaolong himself came looking for them instead? Did the Barbarian God Sect find a retard to pose as Huang Xiaolong and play a prank on them?

Huang Xiaolong did not bother to answer the same question time and again, shaking his head as he said, “Your Patriarch really shouldn’t have sent you all here to the Barbarian God Sect. Not only will all of you die here, but your Giant Tribe will also soon disappear from this world as well.”

Ju Meng, Ju Ha, and the others were rendered dazed by Huang Xiaolong’s words, but they all erupted in thunderous laughter in the next second, clutching their bellies.

“Oh merciful mother, Lu Zhuo that old fart actually released such a runt to 'frighten' us?” Ju Meng guffawed, “We’re going to die here? Oooh, I’m sooo~ scared!” Ju Meng pretended to be trembling in fear.

Ju Ha joined in, “Did you guys hear that? This fool says that our Giant Tribe is going to disappear from this world! His aunt, I’m going to die from laughter!”

“His sister, thank god I haven’t eaten today.” A Giant Tribe Elder began another wave of laughter.

As one of the primordial races that had existed for a hundred million years, even though the tribe had declined through the generations, they were still not extinct. They survived through several Gods and Demons Great Wars, yet still continued to exist. But now, a little Barbarian God Sect disciple claimed that he wanted the Giant Tribe to disappear from this world!

Forget Lu Zhuo, even the Barbarian God Sect's founding ancestor dared not utter such words.

One couldn't blame the group of giants for guffawing as they were.

Soon after they started laughing, a vast divine might descend upon them, accompanied by a terrifying cold qi.

Affected by this cold qi, the airflow in their immediate surroundings froze. At the same time, thick layers of crystalline green ice appeared, covering the land at rapid speed.

Ju Meng, Ju Ha, and the others’ sounds of laughter came to an abrupt stop, their eyes widened in shock and terror staring at the figure that appeared behind Huang Xiaolong.

“You—!” Ju Ha’s words stopped as if his tongue was frozen in his mouth.

“Who are you? How are you related to the Green Ice Hail Devil race?” Ju Meng did his best to appear calm, cautiously wording his question. His voice was much lower than previously, even sounding polite and fearful.

Their group consisted only of Heavenly God Realm cultivators; in front of an Ancient God Realm master, they hadn't the slightest power to resist.