Huang Xiaolong approached He Hui and, with a single palm movement, snatched him from the ground where he was lying. Huang Xiaolong looked at him coldly, "There is a sky beyond the sky, a person beyond people?"
Because Huang Xiaolong had just asked the giant ghost Feng Yang to hold back, He Hui was not dead.
Of course, he was pretty close to it.
Weakening, He Hui managed to open his eyes and smiled weakly at Huang Xiaolong, his voice hoarse, "Kid, you're doomed. Our Wind God Sect is under the Divine Hall, the Divine Hall, do you know? The Divine Hall is the strongest force in the Martial Soul World, and to annihilate you and your family is as simple as blowing out a breath."
The Wind God Sect was a minor force under the Divine Hall, and He Hui, an insignificant character, was unaware of Huang Xiaolong's enmity with the Divine Hall.
He thought Huang Xiaolong was ignorant of the Divine Hall's existence; hence, he stressed the "terrors" of the Divine Hall particularly.