Chapter 2338: Saint Fate List! (1/2)

When the other disciples of the Beast Tamer Holy Gate saw what happened to their senior brother, the blood drained from their faces as they followed behind the patrol guards obediently.

A bitter smile formed on Huang Xiaolong’s face when he saw Yu Fujiang’s end. After looking at the half-dead figure being dragged across the street by the guards, Grand Hall Master Wu Ge’s introduction of Du Zhenjun came to mind. He had heard about how Du Zhenjun was a demon-like existence who killed anyone who got in his way. But now, he finally witnessed a part of that blood-thirst for himself.

Of course, it didn’t matter too much to him. They had sealed their fates when they acted against him for the Nine Colored Fox Phoenix. If the matter blew up, the Holy Lands Alliance wouldn’t dare to utter a peep.

“Senior Du Zhenjun, shall we leave?” Huang Xiaolong asked.

“Alright, let’s go!” Du Zhenjun smiled before shooting up into the skies. Complicated gazes lingered in the eyes of everyone around them as they left.

“That brat was tired of living….” When he thought of Yu Fujiang’s resistance, Du Zhenjun laughed, “If I was still as hot-headed as I was in the past, he would have turned to dust the instant he poked his head out!”

He wasn’t boasting or anything. With his temper in the past, a thousand Yu Fujiangs would have already died by the time he could scream and shout at the two of them.

“I guess those from the Beast Tamer Holy Gate will soon hear about this.” Huang Xiaolong said all of a sudden.

Du Zhenjun said with a face of indifference, “Who cares about them? Are they going to run over to the four Primal Ancestors to complain about what we did? The furthest they will go is to ask Grand Hall Master Wu Ge for mercy.”

It didn’t take long for Du Zhenjun to lead Huang Xiaolong over to the hidden space where the four Primal Ancestors resided.

As soon as he entered, Huang Xiaolong swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The holy spiritual qi in the air was so dense that they could form clouds.

Du Zhenjun laughed when he noticed Huang Xiaolong’s reactions, “Young Master Huang, you don’t have to be jealous of your Masters. After the apprenticeship ceremony, you can move in here to cultivate. The four Primal Ancestors will definitely arrange for your residence to be built soon.”

According to the rules of the Holy Heavens, any disciple of the Primal Ancestors could obtain a spot in the Primal Ancestors’ space.

After flying over several mountain ranges formed from holy spiritual ores, the two of them arrived at the gates of a massive holy palace.

The smile on Du Zhenjun’s face vaporized as he reported in a solemn voice, “Ancestors, I have brought Huang Xiaolong over!”

“Come in.” A majestic voice rang in their ears.

Du Zhenjun only brought Huang Xiaolong into the palace after obtaining permission.

As soon as they entered, Huang Xiaolong noticed that the size of the hall was extraordinarily large.

Four men sat in the middle of the hall, and one of them looked a little strange. Beside him sat a middle-aged man surrounded by dragon qi, and there was another who looked like a scholar. The last was an old man who had a cold look in his eyes.

“Greetings to the four Ancestors!” Du Zhenjun fell to his knees and bowed respectfully.

Mirroring Du Zhenjun’s actions, Huang Xiaolong paid his respect to the four Primal Ancestors.

After letting them get to their feet, Lord Long, the man with a fierce expression, snapped, “Aren’t you a little too good at getting into trouble? The moment you leave, you get into a fight with the chief disciple of the Beast Tamer Holy Gate! You nearly killed him!”

Even though he looked like he was scolding the kid, Lord Long didn’t seem to blame Huang Xiaolong in the slightest.

“Yu Fujiang wanted to grab my beast….”

The strange-looking young man, Tyrant Chu, sneered lightly in response. “If I was there, he would have exploded into a billion pieces with a single snort. How dare a chief disciple of the Beast Tamer Holy Gate ignore the laws of our Holy Heavens? He even made a move on one of our disciples inside the Holy Heavens’ City! The last time I checked, the city was named after our organization! Those of the Holy Lands Alliance are getting bolder and bolder….”

The old man, Elder Crow, slowly turned to Tyrant Chu and said, “You should know that they managed to obtain Mo Cangli’s support.”