Chapter 0110: The Dragon People

The mysterious young man was filled with endless doubts. With his own cultivation at the Divine Realm level, only those at the peak of the Divine Realm could detect him, yet this kid clearly only had strength barely approaching the summit of the Sacred Realm.
“Speak, what’s your purpose?” Huang Long didn’t answer but instead asked back, his expression calm.
To the people of the Hengyuan Continent, those at the Divine Realm were gods, but to him, they were merely weak beings.
After a moment of shock, the mysterious young man suddenly burst into loud laughter, his laughter echoing through the air, yet those outside the courtyard seemed not to hear it.
Huang Long realized that the other party had isolated the surrounding space from the outside.
Spatial Domain.
Those at the Sacred Realm could control a domain, but only in a rudimentary way. The Divine Realm’s spatial domain was undoubtedly many times stronger than that of those at the Sacred Realm level.
The spatial domain of a Divine Realm expert was also called a Divine-level Domain!
After laughing for a while, the mysterious young man stopped and stared intently at Huang Long, his eyes devoid of anger, only admiration—as if an elder was looking at a junior: “It’s the first time in all these years that someone has maintained such an attitude after learning I’m a Divine Realm expert.”
“Kid, your name is Huang Long, right? You’ve become quite famous lately. I’m Long Yi. From now on, you can call me Senior Long Yi.” Long Yi descended from the sky and introduced himself to Huang Long.
Senior? A smile tugged at Huang Long’s lips.
Seeing Huang Long’s half-smiling expression, Long Yi frowned: “What? Kid, I’m over two thousand years older than you, and my cultivation is higher than yours. Can’t you even call me senior?”
Huang Long seemed to find this amusing and also laughed. After stopping, he said, “Over two thousand years older than me? It’s the first time I’ve heard someone say they’re two thousand years older than me.”
Indeed, since Pangu created the world, Huang Long had been among the first creatures to be born—billions of years ago.
Generally speaking, the creatures of Pangu’s primordial era were all his juniors.
Of course, except for the innate demon gods born from chaos.
Upon hearing this, Long Yi’s expression became strange as he shook his head: “I was arrogant when I was young. I never expected to meet someone even more arrogant than I was back then.” After a pause, his expression changed, and he smiled: “But this temperament suits me well. I like it.”
“Alright, call me senior or not—it doesn’t matter to me. Let’s get back to the important matters at hand,” Long Yi said, his tone shifting to seriousness.
Over the years, others had rushed to call him senior and climb onto his back. But today, this kid refused.

However, he did indeed have a reason for coming this time; otherwise, as a powerhouse from the Divine Realm, he wouldn’t have come here just to make a younger man address him as “senior.”
“An urgent matter?” Huang Long looked at him.
The other party seemed to like calling himself “an old man” quite a bit.
Long Yi nodded without saying anything. Then, a series of changes occurred throughout his body—swaths of golden light shifted, and finally, a dragon-man covered in dark azure dragon scales and with a tail appeared before Huang Long.
“A dragon-man.” Huang Long was stunned. Although he had known the other party was coming and recognized his strength, he hadn’t realized he was actually a dragon-man from this world.
As for Long Yi, Huang Long naturally guessed that he was the mysterious master behind the World Alliance.
The rumors were true—the master behind the World Alliance was a powerhouse from the Divine Realm. But the rumors didn’t mention that he was a dragon-man, a species that had nearly become extinct on the Hengyuan Continent.
“Not bad,” Long Yi said, his dark golden eyes glowing with cold intensity. Behind the guise of a dragon-man, his usual lazy demeanor was gone, replaced by an air of cold dignity.
At this point, Huang Long understood why the other party had come after him. Apparently, having heard the rumors, he thought Huang Long might also be a dragon-man, so he came to check.
Did he come here to make Huang Long “return to his roots”?
“I’m not a dragon-man,” Huang Long said.
Not? Long Yi was surprised. He had originally planned to do just that, since Huang Long’s transformation into a dragon form during the battle in the Dragon Language Empire’s palace wasn’t a secret. Many people on the Hengyuan Continent believed Huang Long must be a dragon-man.
In fact, he had been puzzled when he first heard this news, because as far as he knew, only those who had reached the Divine Realm could transform into dragon forms, just like magical beasts that needed to reach the Divine Realm to shed their beast forms and become human.
But if the rumors on the Hengyuan Continent said Huang Long only had the strength of the upper ranks of the Sacred Realm, then how could he transform into a dragon form?
Now that Huang Long had denied it himself, Long Yi was surprised but not overly astonished.
“Then how do you transform into a dragon form?” Since the other party wasn’t from his own race yet could transform into a dragon form, it puzzled Long Yi.
“I can only say it’s related to the cultivation method I use,” Huang Long replied.
There was nothing to hide about that.
However, it seemed that only he in this world was suitable for cultivating the “Water-Fire Primordial Dragon Art.”
A cultivation method? There really existed such a method in the world that could allow humans to transform into dragon forms? Long Yi was secretly shocked. But he didn’t press further.

After a while, Long Yi spoke up, “I came this time not only to verify your identity but also for another purpose—I want to cooperate with you.”
“Cooperate?” Huang Long was somewhat surprised.
“That’s right, cooperate,” Long Yi nodded.
“Why?” Huang Long didn’t think he was strong enough yet for a master from a divine realm to come and ask for cooperation.
With admiration in his eyes, Long Yi said slowly and clearly, “It’s because of the Dragon Clan!” As he mentioned the Dragon Clan, his dark golden eyes emitted a chilling sense of murderous intent.
“The Dragon Clan!” Huang Long paused. Could it be?
“That’s right, the Dragon Clan!” Long Yi’s voice was low, filled with cold and murderous intent. “Our Dragon People are a powerful race on the Hengyuan Continent. But how did our race become extinct? Do you think it’s due to reproduction issues? In terms of reproduction, the Dragon Clan’s ability is even weaker than ours, yet they still stand tall on the Hengyuan Continent.”
“Our race is now on the verge of extinction—all because of the Dragon Clan!”
“The Dragon Clan has been persecuting us Dragon People all along!”
“In their eyes, our existence is a disgrace!”
Long Yi spoke slowly, word by word, as ice spread across the courtyard.
Huang Long was also greatly shocked. He never expected there to be such secrets regarding the Dragon People on the Hengyuan Continent—their extinction was caused by the Dragon Clan!
However, Huang Long understood that the Dragon People’s tragic extermination was likely because their status threatened the Dragon Clan.
After all, the Dragon People possessed both dragon and human bloodlines, giving them great potential.
Huang Long had read in the history books of the Divine Wind Academy that Dragon People were born stronger than humans, with almost every one of them being natural talents in cultivation.
But this was just Huang Long’s speculation. Whatever the reason for the Dragon Clan’s extermination of the Dragon People, it was an undeniable fact.