“This Huang Xiaolong, could it be he wasn’t heavily injured after killing Xiang Mingzhi?” Wangu Shuo finally muttered after a long silence looking at the 8th ce on the ranking list, where the three characters ‘Huang Xiao Long’ were radiating light like the midday sun.


    He then exhaled heavily, “Not only was he not injured, he also broke through!”


    This was the only reasonable exnation.


    “Yelu Tianfeng, Beitang Wuji, these two disciples’ cultivation was at peakte-Third Order Highgod Realm, but they still died in Huang Xiaolong’s hand.” Wangu Zhi’s eyes glimmered, “This Huang Xiaolong, is he a Fourth Order Highgod Realm now? Could it be that he was a peakte-Third Order Highgod Realm when he killed Xiang Mingzhi, and then he broke through to Fourth Orderter?”


    “Peakte-Third Order Highgod Realm?” Wangu Shuo shook his head, “It can’t be. If he really was a peakte-Third Order Highgod Realm before, it’s impossible for this matter to not found out when he was being tested during the registration process.”


    Wangu Yuan subconsciously frowned, “If he isn’t a Fourth Order Highgod Realm, how could he kill Yelu Tianfeng and Beitang Wuji?”


    Wangu Shuo choked, not knowing the answer to that question. The other Elders were also silent.


    “This Huang Xiaolong really gave everyone an unexpected surprise.” A whileter, Wangu Changqing spoke, breaking the silence, “There’s a little over a month left to the tournament, I wonder what his final result will be.”


    Wangu Zhi stated solemnly, “In my opinion, the highest he can achieve is his current ranking, the 8th ce. In fact, there’s still a chance he might be kicked down again by the 9th ce Jiang Xiaosu, or the 10th ce’s Jian Shiyi. Let’s not forget that the 11th ranked Lu Dongwei could climb back up into the top ten.”


    “There is that possibility. Jiang Xiaosu, Jian Shiyi, and Lu Dongwei have reached Fourth Order Highgod Realm for a long time, whereas this Huang Xiaolong has just broken through to Fourth Order, barely consolidating his new cultivation level. Maintaining a position within the top ten would be difficult for him.” Wangu Yuan agreed, nodding his head.


    The other Wangu n Elders also nodded in agreement with Wangu Yuan’s analysis.


    Both Wangu Shuo and Wangu Changqing kept silent. Personally, the two of them had a feeling that the 8th ce was not Huang Xiaolong’s best achievement, there was a chance this little guy would enter the top five!


    Not knowing why, the scene of a ck-haired young man sending ate-First Order Highgod Realm flying with one move during the registration suddenly shed in Wangu Shuo’s mind.


    ‘Is that ck-haired kid the same Huang Xiaolong on the list?’ As the thought shed in his mind, Wangu Shuo shook his head, disputing himself, the two couldn’t be the same person. How could it be possible for a perfection peakte-Tenth Order God Realm to kill Xiang Mingzhi, Yelu Tianfeng, Beitang Wuji, and the high level other disciples?


    While therge crowd on Aeon Square was filled with talks about Huang Xiaolong, the disciples in the Overflowing Lightning World finally noticed the great chances in the ranking and were undoubtedly startled.


    From the beginning of the tournament until now, with a little less than two months left, the top ten rankings had always been monopolized by disciples of Fourth Order Highgod Realm. But now, all of a sudden, this Huang Xiaolong jumped out of nowhere, making his way into the top ten! How did he do this, suddenly appearing at the 8th spot?!


    The disciples who did not pay attention to the ranking list in thest two days even suspected that something went wrong with the ranking list.


    Two days ago, Huang Xiaolong’s ranking was in the nine-hundreds, but now, he suddenly killed his way into the top ten, taking the number eight spot. These disciples could hardly be med for suspecting that something was wrong with the ranking list.


    At this time, on a t in not far from the mountain range where the Lightning God’s cultivation dwelling was located, a young woman d in a green dress, who appeared to be pretty despite the semi-transparent veil on her face, retrieved her divine sense from the jade token. Her willowy eyebrows creased in a furrow, “Huang Xiaolong? He actually took this young mistress’ ce? How interesting.”


    This pretty woman was none other than the Tempest Academy disciple that Huang Xiaolong squeezed out from the 8th ce, Jiang Xiaosu.


    “ording to the message passed by other Tempest Academy disciples through themunication talisman, not far up ahead is the Lightning God Pce.” Jiang Xiaosu said to herself as she blurred in a flicker, disappearing in the direction of the mountain range.


    Her speed was rmingly fast. Watching her from the distance, her figure seemed like a whirl of unpredictable breeze.


    There was no ce where the winds didn’t blow, traversing thousands of li in an instant.


    While Jiang Xiaosu made her way to the Lightning God Pce, other disciples also received a simr message through themunication talisman from their sect brothers and hurried over to the Lightning God Pce.


    Among them was a giant fireball, flying across the sky at a horrifying speed toward the Lightning God Pce. This giant fireball was the transformation of a stalwart young man; on this young man’s forehead was a me mark resembling the ancient character for fire. As this young man flew, this me mark glimmered like burning embers.


    This young man was originally ranked at the 10th ce until Huang Xiaolong’s appearance forced him out, pushing him to he 11th ce. He was the Orthodox Yang Sect’s Lu Dongwei. This also gave birth to Lu Dongwei’s hate toward Huang Xiaolong.


    “Hmph, Huang Xiaolong? I really want to see how capable you are to take the 8th spot! Hopefully, when we meet, you can withstand my Pure Yang Fire, otherwise, hehe...” Lu Dongwei sneered.


    In one of the Lightning God’s Pce buildings, a young man d in a white brocade robe exuded an evesting aura of old, looking at the name that appeared at the 8th ce, a strong killing intent flickered in his eyes.


    “The central formation should be somewhere nearby.” The white brocade robe young man looked around intently, inhaling deeply, ‘As long as I find the central formation, this Lightning God’s cultivation dwelling is mine!’


    In a flicker, the young man was already gone.


    Huang Xiaolong wasn’t aware that he had be themon target of the disciples in the top ten. After entering the pce grounds he discovered that, in here, his divine sense was being suppressed. With his current strength, his divine sense could only extend for a hundred zhang.


    Any other peakte-Third Order Highgod Realm disciples, more likely than not, wouldn’t be able to spread out their divine sense at all.


    This finding resulted in the frown between Huang Xiaolong’s brows, there were hundreds of pce buildings in this Lightning God Pce, and if he had to search all of those buildings one by one until the tournament ended, he still wouldn’t be able to find the central formation.


    But, Huang Xiaolong did not have a better n, he could only search the buildings one by one.


    About an hourter, Huang Xiaolong appeared in front of an inconspicuous pce building. Looking at this building, Huang Xiaolong’s eyes gradually lit up. Although this particr pce building was inconspicuous and others might easily overlook it, Huang Xiaolong detected the difference between this ce and the other ones he had searched through.


    He went in, arriving at the main pce hall, then looked at the pir erected at the center. This pir was decorated with the carving of a lightning dragon.


    Prompted by his suspicions, Huang Xiaolong created a few seal imprints with his hands and sent them into the eyes of the lightning dragon.


    Immediately, the lighting dragon came to life, causing streaks of lightning to appear around the pir and thunder to rumble in the hall. Lightning force spread out like waves crashing the shore, bathing the pce hall in a ring light and causing the surroundings to change. The inconspicuous hall reflected a crystalline light and an unknown fragrance filled every corner of the space.


    Looking up, Huang Xiaolong saw pieces of bone that resembled translucent crystal stone floating above the hall. The crystallite light and the fragrance came precisely from these bones.


    “These are, the bones of a lightning dragon?!” A voice sounded from afar, followed by the sound of rushing wind, then a figure appeared right outside the pce building.


    It was the figure of a thin young man. His fingers were very long, exuding a whelming pressure; he was far stronger than Yelu Tianfeng and Beitang Wuji.


    A Fourth Order Highgod Realm disciple!