Chapter 1380: The Headquarters Is Recruiting Emperor Rank Godhead Geniuses? (1/2)

“What else can you do?” The young man Chen Yajie retorted.

Li Qunhao fell silent at this question.

In truth, he understood what the Hell's Ten Thousand Elephant Clan represented. The Hell's Ten Thousand Elephant Clan was extremely powerful, but he was still extremely unwilling to let the matter end here.

Xuan Sun was a mid-level God King Realm master, who was also the Hall Chief of the Nine Dragons Emperor Palace's Yellow Dragon Hall, but he was reduced to fleeing like a dog by some measly Vientiane World’s Ancestor God Realm punk!

Chen Yajie then turned to Feng Yingying and asked, “Are you the Vientiane World’s sea tribe’s new generation Sea God, Feng Yingying?”

Feng Yingying was a little nervous as she hurried to answer, “Yes, this girl is Feng Yingying.” She clearly knew that her identity as the Lord Sea God of the Vientiane World was insignificant in front of this young man.

Putting aside the young man’s identity as the Nine Dragons Emperor Palace’s disciple, he was also a peerless high-level God King Realm master.

“Your inherited bloodline is quite good, a good talent.” Chen Yajie nodded appreciatively as he added, “When we return to the Nine Dragons Emperor Palace, if Master is keen, you might be our Junior Sister, so, don’t be so nervous.”

Hearing his words, Feng Yingying beamed with happiness, and respectfully thanked him, “Thank you, Senior!”

At this time, Li Qunhao took out several chaos spiritual pills and swallowed them in one go, and his injuries recovered, but only a little.

Chen Yajie looked around, then urged Li Qunhao and Feng Yingying to make a move; the group rushed back to the Nine Dragons Emperor Palace.

……

Huang Xiaolong was standing in the Brimming Snow Palace’s hall and looking at Li Lu who was lying quietly on the cold jade bed. Li Lu’s eyes were still closed. Although he knew that the little cow and Xiang Xun had successfully suppressed the evil spirit in her body, it was only temporary, and it would take Li Lu ten days or so to wake up.

A while later, Huang Xiaolong stepped out from the Brimming Snow Palace, and returned to his Cosmos Palace.

“Bring all the sea tribe’s Ancestors and Patriarchs here!” Huang Xiaolong commanded Feng Er as he took the main seat in the Brimming Snow Palace’s hall.

Before they had returned to the Fortune Divine Kingdom, Xiang Xun had detained all the sea tribe’s Ancestors and Patriarchs, except for the Guo Family’s Ancestor Guo Da and Patriarch Guo Shi.”

Moments later, Xiang Xun brought all the sea tribe’s Ancestors and Patriarchs into the hall.

“Master, the sea tribe’s Ancestors and Patriarchs are here.” Xiang Xun reported respectfully.

Huang Xiaolong nodded.

“Now, each of you have five minutes to think, and think well—either submit to me or end up dead like Guo Family’s Ancestor and Patriarch!” Huang Xiaolong stated bluntly instead of beating around the bush.

Feng Family’s Ancestor Feng Jingxi laughed ironically at Huang Xiaolong’s words and said, “Huang Xiaolong, you want us to submit to a snot-nosed brat like you? One day we will rule the Vientiane World. Let me tell you, our Lord Sea God and the Nine Dragons Emperor Palace, sooner or later, would...!”

Before Feng Jingxi could finish, Huang Xiaolong cut him off as he said to Xiang Xun, “Kill!”

Kill!

Xiang Xun raised one front foot and stomped down without hesitation.

Boom!

Feng Family’s Ancestor Feng Jingxi was buried into the floor under Xiang Xun’s foot.

A second later, the rest of the sea tribe’s Ancestors and Patriarchs glanced furtively at Feng Jingxi; they could see that he had turned into a flat meat cake when Xiang Xun lifted his foot. His bones, flesh, and organs were all mushed up.

A suction force from Huang Xiaolong’s hand collected Feng Jingxi’s spatial ring as well as his God King Realm godhead. He fiddled the two items in his hands while asking the sea tribe’s Ancestors and Patriarchs, “Anyone else wants to die first?”

The remaining sea tribe’s Ancestor and Patriarchs shuddered inwardly.

Feng Family’s Patriarch Feng Kaiyun’s face was full of hatred and fury as he looked at Huang Xiaolong, however, he did not say anything.

The silence in the hall was so heavy that one could hear a drop of water falling to the floor.

Time slowly trickled by.