Meanwhile.
Elsewhere in another great hall of the Heavenly Nether Sect, Huang Huntuo knelt with a respectful face before the hall.
In the upper part of the hall, an elder wearing black clothes was seated.
This person is Elder Xuanlu, one of the Eight Great Elders of the Heavenly Nether Sect, and also Huang Huntuo's master.
"Huntuo, did you manage to seize the opportunity at Ancient Pan Mountain this time?" Elder Xuanlu's voice was indifferent and cold, as if devoid of emotion.
He knew well that his disciple came from a small family with limited talent.
Perhaps in Netherworld City, Huang Huntuo was quite a formidable figure, but within the talent-filled Heavenly Nether Sect, he seemed insignificant.
"Disciple... did not seize it." Huang Huntuo lowered his head helplessly, his voice full of frustration.
"What? Who did you lose to? Lin Dong or Zhao Ying'er?" Elder Xuanlu's gaze darkened instantly, showing dissatisfaction with Huang Huntuo's performance.
