Huang Xiaolong walked out unhurriedly, with an indifferent expression and a smile on his lips, ready to help Elder Lan Yue advance.
"Hmm?" Those powerful beings, who were feeling frustrated, suddenly heard Huang Xiaolong's words, and their expressions turned colder.
"Presumptuous!" An old woman in the mid-stage of the Formation realm snapped angrily, clearly someone with a fiery temper. "A mere boy, so full of arrogance! Is this matter something you can meddle in? You just stand aside and watch; you have no right to speak!"
"Ridiculous! Elder Lan Yue is extremely downhearted, and you come out with such sarcastic remarks? What realm are you in? How old are you? What experiences do you have? To speak such words is purely to mock others." Another powerful being, also furious, seemed ready to drive Huang Xiaolong away, waving a hand and, in an instant, brilliant divine light shone, and a terrible pressure pervaded the palace.
