Chapter 2554: Stuff Yourself Dead! (2/2)

Bai Moyang was silent for a long time before shaking his head and answering Xiao Baili's answer, ”Probably not. Huang Xiaolong integrated with six high-order Saint Fates and that should be his limit. It's the greatest of luck. Integrating nine high-order Saint Fates is simply wishful thinking!”

Xiao Baili's expression was extremely complicated as he watched Huang Xiaolong.

After the battle stage challenge at the Mirage Pavillion, Xiao Baili had doubled his efforts, cultivating diligently with the aim of defeating Huang Xiaolong one day. But now he discovered that Huang Xiaolong had grown out of his reach, and Huang Xiaolong was no longer someone he could win against!

Perhaps, from the beginning, in Huang Xiaolong's eyes, he was as insignificant as other disciples.

Recalling that even the number one name reigning the Saint Fate List, Huai Po, had exploded to his death under Huang Xiaolong's one slap, bitterness crept up Xiao Baili's heart. He was still dreaming of challenging Huang Xiaolong one more time.

However, if Huang Xiaolong's attempt to integrate with nine high-order Saint Fates ended in failure…!

It was hard to describe his mood in a few words. He hoped for Huang Xiaolong to succeed, yet he also wanted to see Huang Xiaolong fail at the same time.

Under many complicated gazes, time slowly passed—half an hour, one hour…!

As the hours passed, the backlash Gui Buwang and other experts' were anticipating still did not happen.

Everything was normal.

Huang Xiaolong's three holy souls' might casted a net of pressure, and the holy light shining from their bodies shone like a million burning suns. The invisible pressure surging from Huang Xiaolong's body had grown stronger, causing the surrounding airflow to stagnate. Everyone felt an indescribable pressure, a kind of suffocation.

The invisible pressure didn't bother the experts outside the Saint Fate's boundary, however, for the Ninth Tribulation half-True Saint disciples within the Saint Fate's boundary, it felt as if there was a huge hand squeezing them, and it wouldn't stop until they were dead.

All Ninth Tribulation half-True Saint disciples retreated in fear until they reached the edge of the Saint Fate's boundary, panting heavily.

During the previous two times, Huang Xiaolong had integrated with high-order Saint Fates in a little over two hours, but this time, more than four hours had already passed.

Almost five hours later, Huang Xiaolong once again set his sights on the remaining three high-order Saint Fates in the void. Huang Xiaolong was feeling full after integrating with nine high-order Saint Fates back to back.

If he integrated another three Saint Fates, Huang Xiaolong was not a hundred percent certain he could succeed. At most, there was a sixty percent chance!

Forty percent he might fail and explode to his death!

Should I… gamble on it?!

Not to mention, if I monopolize all high-order Saint Fates, what about Lin Xiaoying? Thinking of this, he turned to look at Lin Xiaoying.

Lin Xiaoying saw through Huang Xiaolong's question in a single look, and nodded her head encouragingly at him.

Huang Xiaolong's gaze once again fell onto the last three high-order Saint Fates. He inhaled deeply and reached out to grab them.

The experts outside were in a furor.

”Twe-twelve! He actually wants to integrate twelve high-order Saint Fates! Those are high-order Saint Fates! He's crazy! Mad!” Shen Jiewen was screaming his head off.

No one knew why he was so agitated.

Gui Buwang too was 'agitated' and his face was distorted, ”Good, integrate, go on! The more the better!”

Even if you didn’t stuff yourself dead with nine high-order Saint Fates, I believe that twelve Saint Fates will kill you!

Watching Gui Buwang's agitated behaviour, the Ghost Talisman Holy Gate's experts wisely kept their mouths shut. Of course, they did not forget that Gui Buwang had said that if Huang Xiaolong successfully integrated with nine high-order Saint Fates, he would vacate his patriarch position.

Xue Lingyun watched dazedly as Huang Xiaolong grabbed the last three high-order Saint Fates. At this point, she didn't know what to say anymore.