Chapter 0127: The Forest of Death

After setting up a spiritual array to provide defense and conceal their presence, Huang Long and his companions sat inside to regulate their breath.
“This Continent of Gods is truly extremely dangerous!” Inside the spiritual array, Gusta took a deep breath and couldn’t help but exclaim in awe. Remembering the fierce spirits, undead, and powerful monsters they had encountered along the way, he still felt shaken.
If it weren’t for Huang Long killing most of those fierce spirits and undead along the way, as well as continuously providing medicinal pills to replenish his magical energy, even with his advanced strength as a Saint, he would likely have already become food for those monsters.
After following him for a month, he had completely submitted to Huang Long in his heart. Unconsciously, just like Bog, he also regarded Huang Long as their young master.
In the Endless Sea, around the Dragon Island, Huang Long actually dared to attack the Golden Sacred Dragon of the dragon race! At that moment, seeing the dragon’s head fly into the air under Huang Long’s Purple Thunder Sky Blade, with blood splashing everywhere, Gusta was so shocked that he couldn’t calm down for a long time.
He, Gusta, had roamed the Continent of Eternal Origins for hundreds of years and had never heard of anyone daring to attack the Golden Sacred Dragon of the dragon race, let alone around the Dragon Island. Such an act was utterly insane!
Hundreds of years ago, when he killed the leader of the Light Church’s knight order, he thought he was already bold enough. For hundreds of years, he had lived in fear, avoiding the pursuit of the Light Church. But now, compared to Young Master Huang Long, it was like a minor god facing a supreme god—nothing significant at all.
“Young master, why have we come to this Forest of Death?” After regulating their breath, Nat asked Huang Long respectfully and cautiously.
Bog and Gusta also turned to look at Huang Long. Throughout the journey, Huang Long had been heading straight for the Forest of Death. They wondered if there might be a divine body or divine essence in that forest.
Huang Long had killed the Golden Sacred DragonPheit and, by searchingPheit’s mind, discovered the Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb. Bog and the others were unaware of this.
“That’s right,” Huang Long said, sensing their thoughts. “Inside the Forest of Death lies the Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb!”
“The Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb!” Bog, Nat, and Gusta exclaimed in unison, exchanging glances.
Although there were still divine bodies or divine essences existing on the Continent of Gods, no one knew where they were. Searching for them was like trying to find a needle in the ocean. Yet now, the young master knew about the existence of the Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb here!
Shocked, Bog couldn’t help but blurt out, “Young master, is this true?!” Realizing there was something wrong with his words, he quickly added, “No, no, I’m not doubting your words. It’s just…”

Huang Long raised his hand and smiled calmly, “I know you’re all quite surprised.” Then, he recounted how he had learned about the Tomb of the Ancient Dragon God from killing the Golden Sacred DragonPheit by accessing its memories. Only then did Bog and the others understand why Huang Long knew about the Tomb of the Ancient Dragon God. However, when they heard that Huang Long had used soul-searching techniques to accessPheit’s memories, Bog and Nat weren’t too surprised, but Gusta stared at Huang Long in disbelief. As someone who practiced the laws of the undead, he understood that searching someone’s memories required a very high level of mastery over soul memory research—something even the strongest in the Divine Realm couldn’t accomplish. But… “Nevertheless, Nat, the journey to the Forest of Death will be even more perilous than before. I’ll help you break through to the Divine Realm first,” Huang Long interrupted Gusta’s wild thoughts and said to Nat beside him. Over the past three months, Nat’s strength had risen from the upper level 9 to the peak of level 9, just one step away from entering the Divine Realm. Moreover, according to Huang Long, Nat had already reached the stage where he could comprehend the laws. That’s why Huang Long was confident he could help Nat break through. “Really! Young master!” Upon hearing that Huang Long would help him break through to the Divine Realm, Nat was stunned at first, then filled with joy, and began to thank Huang Long. Huang Long nodded, waved his hands, and an invisible force lifted Nat up. Then, he channeled the innate true energy within him, causing a golden light to emerge from his hands, which he struck against Nat’s chest, above the sea of qi. Under the astonished gazes of Bog and Gusta, Nat’s aura grew stronger and stronger, with the light on his body fluctuating in intensity. Helping a peak-level 9 warrior break through to the Divine Realm wasn’t unheard of in the Continent of Eternal Energy, but with their current levels, it was far beyond their reach—only the strongest in the Divine Realm could do it. Half an hour later, Huang Long’s aura surged violently, his eyes shining brightly, and his golden hands emitted intense light as he struck together. Nat felt a shock in his chest, as if a giant wave had rushed into his body. The barrier that had held him at the peak of level 9 finally shattered, and his internal energy burst forth, forcing him to roar. The intense energy blast sent black soil flying from the ground around him, and even some ancient trees hundreds of meters away at the edge of the Forest of Death were uprooted. Bog and Gusta quickly activated their magical powers to protect the area. After a while, Nat’s aura finally stabilized. Descending from the air, Nat was overjoyed, his eyes reddening with emotion. The Divine Realm—he had finally reached it! Years of longing and hard work had finally come to fruition at this moment!

Back then, he was driven out of the Elan family’s territory by them. Enduring humiliation and suffering, shedding countless tears, and making countless silent vows to reach the Holy Land and wash away the shame inflicted upon him by the Elan family—now, he finally stood at the same height as his elder brother, Nazhen.
“Ailan, do you see? I’ve finally reached the Holy Land!” Nat shouted to the void, his voice trembling with excitement.
He longed for his wife and children, who had passed away years ago, to witness this moment.
Neither the Yellow Dragon nor Bog interrupted Nat’s outburst. Gusta, too, knew of Nat’s past and stood silently there.
Putting Nat’s past aside, anyone who reached the Holy Land would surely feel just as thrilled and astonished as Nat.
The Holy Land represented glory and a high status. Out of billions on the Hengyuan Continent, only a few hundred had reached it, showing just how rare such an achievement was.
Only by reaching the Holy Land could one truly join the ranks of the powerful on Hengyuan Continent and earn respect.
After a while, Nat calmed down, steadied his emotions, stepped forward, and knelt before the Yellow Dragon, bowing deeply several times. “Master, thank you!”
It all was contained in that single word of thanks.
Over the past nine years, everything he had belonged to the Yellow Dragon. Without him, Nat would not be who he is today.
The Yellow Dragon lifted Nat with his hands, smiling gently. “There’s no need to thank me. It’s all the result of your hard work. Here’s a Qi-Stabilizing Pill. Take it to stabilize your cultivation. We’ll set off soon.”
With that, he handed over a pill. Nat accepted it respectfully, filled with gratitude, and thanked him once more before swallowing it to stabilize his cultivation.
A short while later, Nat stood up.
Seeing him rise, the Yellow Dragon said to everyone, “Good. Let’s enter the Death Forest now.” With that, he mounted his Sky Blue Python Ox and took off, with Bog, Gusta, and Nat following closely behind.
This time, Nat didn’t use the Wind Swift Technique to fly—he flew using the combat energy of his Holy Land strength.
As he soared once again, Nat felt differently than before.
In fact, the Yellow Dragon could have taken everyone to the Immortals Pavilion and led them forward himself, but that wouldn’t have been as beneficial. Throughout the journey, fighting against undead, fierce spirits, and monsters would greatly help Bog and the others in their cultivation. Just like Nat—had it not been for these battles, he wouldn’t have been able to reach level nine so quickly and break through to the Holy Land with the Yellow Dragon’s help.
Not long after the Yellow Dragon and his companions left, another group arrived at the edge of the Death Forest.

This group was larger than Huang Long’s party, numbering a full thirteen people. There was Dragon Emperor Fei Li, along with twelve other dragon elders such as Odo from the dragon race. This time, the Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb was of utmost importance, so Dragon Emperor Fei Li brought over more than half of the dragon elders. There was no room for failure this time. As long as they could obtain the Dragon God’s Body from the tomb, his wish, which he had waited for hundreds of years, would be fulfilled. “Hmm!” After arriving at the edge of the Death Forest, Dragon Emperor Fei Li suddenly noticed something, let out an exclamation of surprise, then took off into the air. When he landed again, it was right where Huang Long had rested before. “What is this?” Odo and the others also looked around in astonishment. “Someone has been resting here just now,” Dragon Emperor Fei Li said slowly, a mysterious power emanating from his body, his eyes gleaming. “Could it be that someone else knows about the Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb?!” Odo couldn’t help but ask. It was too coincidental—the Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb was located in the Death Forest, and usually no one appeared on the Continent of Gods unless they had a purpose. But if someone really did know, how had the information leaked? “They left not long ago. Whether they know about the Ancient Dragon God’s Tomb or not, they must not leave here alive!” Dragon Emperor Fei Li said coldly, then took off straight toward the Death Forest. Odo and the other elders followed. As soon as they entered the Death Forest, a high-level evil spirit from the Holy Realm rushed at Dragon Emperor Fei Li, laughing maniacally. After so many years, he had finally encountered another group of foolish humans! He still remembered how delicious the flesh of humans he had devoured hundreds of years ago was. But before the evil spirit could finish speaking, it was shocked to see a giant dragon claw coming at it. The space around it froze and compressed, leaving it unable to move or dodge. With a loud sound, it turned into a mass of greenish blood and flesh mid-air. Dragon Emperor Fei Li didn’t even look at it; he retracted his right hand and continued moving forward. Along the way, whenever they encountered evil spirits or monsters, Dragon Emperor Fei Li would simply crush them into piles of flesh with a single claw strike. Meanwhile, Odo and the twelve dragon elders behind him formed a magic array, channeling dragon power. The powerful dragon energy surged out, filling thousands of feet of space around them and crushing any evil spirits in its path. Dragon Emperor Fei Li and his party advanced in a mighty procession, leaving behind a path covered in flying flesh and blood.