Chapter 1172: Li Lu’s Discovery (1/2)

Coming out from the Ghost Buddha Depository, Huang Xiaolong found out that his positi0n in the ranking had fallen to the ninety-seventh place upon checking his token.

He then disappeared into the mountain range in a flicker, his Archdevil Supreme Godhead spinning at high speed. An enormous cloud of darkness appeared above Huang Xiaolong’s head, spiraling and absorbing the devil qi in the Extraterritorial Devil Battlefield, as well as nefarious qi and death qi. In an instant, the dark cloud above Huang Xiaolong’s head expanded, covering a hundred li radius.

As he moved forward, all the magic beasts, ghouls, and evil spirits below Third Order Ancient God Realm were sucked into the spiral of darkness, shredded into fragments, and finally, had their remaining energy devoured by Huang Xiaolong.

The points on his token soared at a crazy speed. In just a day, Huang Xiaolong had climbed up to the eighty-ninth position.

During the day, Huang Xiaolong exerted his full effort in hunting magic beasts, ghouls, and evil spirits, while at night he continued to cultivate, swallowing a hundred drops of Phoenix blood and comprehending the purple grandmist aura at the same time.

Huang Xiaolong clearly felt himself becoming a little bit stronger every day.

Half a month had passed and Huang Xiaolong’s position had bounced back into the top thirty.

Barely two weeks remained until the end of the preliminary round

On the square, the Ouyang Clan group watched as Huang Xiaolong’s name was on the verge of falling out of the top one hundred when, all of a sudden, his name shot up the rankings continuously until now, entering the top thirty!

Whereas Ouyang Yunfei continued to hover outside the top one hundred, unable to advance at all. Ouyang Bin and the rest looked as if they had just swallowed a fly.

“That Huang Xiaolong was about to fall out of the top one hundred, how could he rise back again so fast?!” Ouyang Bin’s tone was extremely upset.

“Ancestor, do you think this Huang Xiaolong’s strength, could be…?” Patriarch Ouyang Xuguang began to doubt their earlier impression of Huang Xiaolong.

Ouyang Bin’s eyes glimmered with doubt, but nodded in the end, “It seems this Huang Xiaolong is not as simple as we thought. In the final round, if Yunfei comes across him, he might not be able to handle this Huang Xiaolong.”

Ouyang Xuguang solemnly said, “If that is so, then we should have Elder Gong Fei arrange it so that Huang Xiaolong will battle Zhou Xu. With Zhou Xu’s strength, killing Huang Xiaolong is as simple as drinking water.”

Ouyang Bin nodded in agreement, “Geniuses from the top ten islands like Zhou Xu receive more attention from the Fortune Gate, Zhou Xu’s battles on the stage in the final round aren't something Elder Gong Fei could change as he like.”

“What should we do then?” Deep creases appeared between Ouyang Xuguang’s brows, “Based on this kid’s preliminary round performance, he’s very likely to gain a spot in the top one hundred in the final round. At that time, things won’t be good once he’s accepted as a personal disciple of some Elder.”

Ouyang Bin maliciously stated, “Rest assured! In this lifetime, he’ll never take a single step into the Fortune Gate.”

“Ancestor’s meaning is...?” Ouyang Xuguang was confused.

“We can’t make Gong Fei arrange this kid to battle Zhou Xu, but we can give him some benefits to arrange this kid to battle other top ten islands’ geniuses.” Ouyang Bin sneered, “Having other disciples from the top ten islands kill him is the same.”

Ouyang Xuguang’s face lit up, laughing as he praised, “Ancestor is wise!”

As everyone rubbed their hands in anticipation, the preliminary round's three months duration came to an end. In the Extraterritorial Devil Battlefield, Huang Xiaolong and the other participating disciples were transferred back to the starting point.

Huang Xiaolong’s final ranking was the twenty-fourth place. Twenty-fourth, this was the result of Huang Xiaolong’s deliberate control of his points. He preferred not to attract too much attention in the preliminary round.

As a mere Barbarian God Sect disciple, attracting too much attention at this point wasn't a good thing. On top of that, he had killed the Spirit Lake Cult’s Chen Weiping and several others and carried the secret of the Ghost Buddha Depository.

Following this, Huang Xiaolong and the remaining disciples were transferred back to the square in Fortune City. The various sects’ experts who had been waiting for results at the square revealed different emotions; some sighed heavily in disappointment, while others were cheering happily. Angry roars came from different corners, interwoven with elated mad laughter. Naturally, Lu Zhuo’s group belonged to the latter.

Huang Xiaolong actually entered the top one hundred in the preliminary round, moreover, it was at twenty-fourth place, Lu Zhuo suspected there was auspicious smoke coming out from their Barbarian God Sect’s ancestral graves.

Yao Chi smiled sweetly, saying, “I knew your rank would be among the top one hundred.”

Huang Xiaolong reassured her, “Don’t worry, I will definitely get those Blue Flaming Heart Fruits.”

Huang Xiaolong's had just said that when a disdainful voice came from a distance, “You really don’t know where one stands, a mere peak late-Tenth Order Heavenly God Realm dreams of getting first place in the final round?”

Huang Xiaolong looked over his shoulder and saw the person who spoke was a young man clad in a gray brocade robe. On his chest was the emblem of twin cities.