Chapter 0098: The Five-Yuan Dragon Embracing Technique

Although the Power of the Necro-Sacred Dragon was weaker than that of the Hellish Ghost Roc back then, its size was even larger—resembling an entire mountain when floating in the air. After being summoned from the Necroplane, the Necro-Sacred Dragon let out a deafening roar, causing waves of necrotic energy to surge around it, creating an aura so oppressive it seemed to cover the sky and sun. A ten-mile radius in the sky was enveloped in a deadly atmosphere.

“Powerful beings from the Holy Land!”
“It’s a battle between powerful beings from the Holy Land!”
“Mom! That’s the Holy Land’s Dark Magical Beast, the Sky Blue Python Ox, and the Holy Land’s Necro-Sacred Dragon!” Soldiers and officers from the two nations below woke up in shock, pointing at the sky and screaming. Ignoring their opponents, they fled the battlefield in panic.

A battle between such powerful beings from the Holy Land was not something they could watch.

Before long, the battlefield below was left with only corpses of soldiers scattered everywhere, each with a different death scene, along with the bodies of various warhorses and magical beasts. The smell of blood filled the air, and a sinister aura spread everywhere.

Silence reigned, except for the fierce aura emanating from the confrontation between the Yellow Dragon and Pat high in the sky.

Pat attacked first. Sitting on the back of the Necro-Sacred Dragon, the dragon spread its wings, sending waves of dark green necrotic energy toward the Yellow Dragon like a tidal wave. Then it opened its mouth and spat out a dark green necrotic projectile.

Instead of dodging, the Yellow Dragon summoned the Five Directional Flags of Heaven and Earth. The Central Wu-Ji Apricot Yellow Flag, the Eastern Blue Lotus Gemstone Flag, the Southern Fire Lotus Flame Flag, the Western Plain Cloud Realm Flag, and the Northern Dark Yuan Water Control Flag protected the space around the Yellow Dragon. Golden clouds, blue lotuses, fire lotuses, plain clouds, and white mist continuously emerged, creating a brilliant light that shielded the area completely.

The Yellow Dragon chanted eight obscure syllables in rapid succession: “Wu! Om! Ah! Hung! Ma! Ya! Fu! Bo!”

The Eight Sounds of the Dragon God, along with the roars of thousands of celestial dragons, generated terrifying sound waves that shattered the space ahead inch by inch.

The necrotic energy that had surged toward the Yellow Dragon like a tide vanished, and the powerful necrotic projectile from the Necro-Sacred Dragon also dispersed.

Pat’s expression on the back of the Necro-Sacred Dragon finally changed drastically.

What was this?
The might of the dragon race?

Generally, necromantic mages fought differently from mages of other schools by summoning necrotic creatures to battle. Now, Pat was finally ready to take action.

“Darkness without light!”

Pat’s body was filled with necrotic energy, his once gaunt face covered in a layer of deathly green light. Under the white light, he appeared especially sinister and grotesque.

After more than two hundred years, he finally took action for the first time.
In utter darkness, defensive and offensive techniques that combined the laws of the dead with those of darkness.
A fierce aura of necromancy surged around, turning the surroundings into a dark graveyard—all sunlight was swallowed, all signs of life seemed to vanish, as if entering a sealed space.
Pat was the god who ruled this space.
Between his eyes, there was no longer black or white—only a gloomy green light, like an bottomless abyss that continuously absorbed all energy around it.
At that moment, the Necrodragon also began to attack. With a roar, it raised its massive leg and swung it at the Yellow Dragon, carrying a terrifying stream of dark energy in an attempt to counter the Dragon God’s sonic waves.
Yet what shocked Pat and the Necrodragon was that the power of the countless Heavenly Dragons seemed endless; their attacks could not stop this destructive force.
In fact, in terms of cultivation, Pat was only slightly stronger than Moro back then. Though he was close to the peak of the Sacred Realm, there was still a significant gap—how could he and the Necrodragon resist the Yellow Dragon’s supreme divine powers?
After unleashing the Eight Tones of the Dragon God, the Yellow Dragon drew out the Green Rainbow Sword. With both hands pushing forward and pouring magic into it, the sword instantly emitted countless sword beams.
“The Great Extinction Sword Formation!”
The Green Rainbow Sword soared into the air and spun, enveloping an area of half a mile around Pat and the Necrodragon in countless sword beams. Whoosh! Whoosh! Then, like a sword rain, those beams descended in overwhelming numbers, filling the air without any gaps.
Pat and the Necrodragon were still dealing with the destructive power of the Eight Tones of the Dragon God, trying to evade it using “Black Light Escape.” As they were in a flurry, the sword beams struck, forcing them to roar in terror.
“Who the hell are you?!”
Pat couldn’t figure out when on the Continent of Eternal Origin such an unparalleled powerhouse from the Sacred Realm had appeared, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. He would no longer foolishly think the other party was just a beginner at the Sacred Realm level.
The power of the Eight Tones of the Dragon God struck Pat and the Necrodragon, shattering their defenses and sending them flying backward. Then, the sword beams descended.
With a thought, the Yellow Dragon retracted the Green Rainbow Sword into its body, roared toward the sky like the chant of a celestial dragon, and golden dragon scales instantly covered its body, revealing its true form as its power soared. In a flash, it moved faster than lightning.
“The Five Elements Dragon Embrace Technique!”
The Yellow Dragon formed an embracing gesture with both hands in midair toward the flying Necrodragon. With this embrace, it seemed as though the entire world was spinning, reversing, and crumbling.

The dying Necrodragon, mid-reverse flight, felt the world spinning wildly. A force emanating from the void forcibly lifted its massive body, weighing hundreds of tons, and sent it soaring back into the heavens, while its powerful physique continued to crumble under that force.

Pat was even worse off. He was flung for miles before crashing into the ground, creating a deep, bottomless pit over ten meters wide. Pat, one of the top ten strongest criminals on the list of those who defied the Holy Church, would be useful if he could be brought under the Yellow Dragon’s control. Yet such powerful individuals, especially those who practiced necromancy, had peculiar personalities and were even harder to subdue than the magical beasts of the Holy Lands. So, the Yellow Dragon struck with full force, using his overwhelming strength to completely crush any thought of resistance.

Of course, if Pat refused to submit in the end, he would have to be killed. Otherwise, keeping someone like Pat around would only pose as great a threat as the Dragon Speech Empire. Such a person, acting alone and capable of destroying the Huang family at will, had no such constraints as the Dragon Speech Empire.

The Yellow Dragon summoned the Immortal Binding Rope to tie up the severely injured Necrodragon, then, with a flash of his brow, trapped it within the Dayan Divine Thunder Array of the Immortal Pavilion. As the Yellow Dragon descended slowly on his sky-blue python ox, debris from the deep pit flew into the air, and Pat, who had been covered by the rubble, was flung out.

By the time he was thrown out, all of Pat’s clothes had vanished, reduced to nothingness. Blood streamed from his mouth, his eyes filled with panic, anger, and hatred. His once-shiny hair was messy and covered in dust.

“Who are you?!” Pat still couldn’t figure out who the person before him was.

“The Yellow Dragon,” the Yellow Dragon replied slowly.

“What! You—you’re the Yellow Dragon!” Pat’s face turned pale with shock.

These days, the name of the Yellow Dragon had resounded across the entire Hengyuan Continent. He was the one who led the eight holy magical beasts to attack the Dragon Speech Empire’s palace, the creator of magic swords, and the maker of Soul Purifying Pills! Even someone as reclusive as Pat had heard of the Yellow Dragon’s fame.