Chapter 0148: The Dragon Gate

Despite losing their vital essence, the two dragon bodies were still full of treasures. The Yellow Dragon naturally wouldn’t waste them, and it had long had plans for them.

Approaching the two dragon bodies, the Yellow Dragon reached out with both hands, grasped them, and placed them inside the Five Prisons Divine Cauldron. It then formed spells with its hands, opened its mouth, and spat out waves of Samadhi True Fire, continuously refining the two dragon bodies.

After a while, the Yellow Dragon poured numerous precious materials into the cauldron—Tai Bai Star Stone, Thousand-Layer Soft Water Essence, Heavenly Fire and Thunder Swamp Sand, Nine Heavens Earth Crystal, Purple Qi Spirit Stone, Moonlight Stone, Solar Gold Crystal, Secret Dragon Silver, Tai Yi Wood, Nine Yin Earth, Tidal Divine Stone, and more—merging them with the two dragon bodies for further refinement.

While controlling the Samadhi True Fire, the Yellow Dragon also kept casting spells. Eventually, at an increasing speed, spiritual energy swirled around its hands, forming a strange shape—something that resembled a gate yet wasn’t quite one. From afar, it seemed to be formed by dragon heads connected end to end in a circular pattern.

It took three full days to craft this magical artifact, twice as long as it took to create the Dragon God Pill.

Three days later, the Yellow Dragon withdrew its hands, stopped casting spells, pointed at its chest, and forced out a pool of its own vital essence. With a wave of its hand, it merged this essence into the magical artifact inside the cauldron. Then, the Five Prisons Divine Cauldron emitted a clear sound, and a brilliance even more dazzling than that of the Dragon God Pill burst forth, shooting high into the sky. There, it formed a phantom image of a dragon-shaped gate.

This dragon-shaped gate was composed of countless dragon heads connected end to end, moving back and forth, with continuous roars and radiant light.

The people in the capital city of King Lu Tong were shocked and looked up, witnessing this phenomenon in the sky. Yet, in just an instant, the phantom image of the dragon gate disappeared, and the sky returned to its clear state.

After the phantom image vanished, the Five Prisons Divine Cauldron trembled. Then, from the brilliance, a square-shaped bracelet-like magical artifact slowly rose.

The bracelet was only the size of a palm, not made of gold, jade, or stone, but in a light green color. Its surface was covered with layers of fine, dense dragon scales—scales from the two dragons, Fit and Odo, totaling over a thousand pieces. These scales resembled dragons and seemed to be the incarnations of actual dragons.

The Dragon Gate was finally completed!

Looking at this “Dragon Gate” magical artifact, Huang Long couldn’t help but feel joy. With a single gesture, the square, bracelet-shaped “Dragon Gate” artifact fell into his hands.

In the Pangu world, there was a magical artifact called the Dragon Gate, which could purify the bloodlines of races with dragon heritage but of lower rank, allowing them to evolve into true divine dragons. The ancient legend of fish leaping over the Dragon Gate to transform into dragons originated from this.

The Dragon Gate artifact that Huang Long was now crafting possessed this same effect. As one of the nine ancient dragon gods of the Pangu dragon race, he had come to this world with the intention of establishing the Dragon Gate, just like the Three Pure Ones, by founding his own sect. However, his cultivation level had been too weak to do so until now. But now, he had the strength.

On the Hengyuan Continent, even against the powerful beings of the divine realms, relying on his own magical artifacts and spiritual essence, Huang Long was confident he could remain invincible. In the future, this Dragon Gate would enable the magical beasts under his command with dragon heritage to evolve into true dragons and then become disciples of the Dragon Gate.

At the final moment of crafting the Dragon Gate, Huang Long infused his own life essence into it. He believed that dragons evolved through the Dragon Gate would be different from those in this world—they would be true divine dragons of Pangu, with much stronger physical defenses and powers.

However, since the main materials for this Dragon Gate were the life essences ofFiet andOuda, Huang Long felt its effect was still insufficient. With a thought, he vanished and entered the Hall of Immortals.

Inside the Hall of Immortals, a five-clawed golden dragon, the spirit of a celestial weapon over three hundred feet long, was constantly soaring above the immortal palace.

“Master!” The five-clawed golden dragon stopped when it saw Huang Long enter. It opened its mouth and spoke in a resonant voice.

The spirit of the celestial weapon in the Hall of Immortals had developed true consciousness, similar to that of humans. It could speak normally and, like Huang Long, continue to cultivate, eventually evolving into a mid-tier or even high-tier celestial weapon.

Huang Long nodded. With a gesture of his hand, the magical artifact Dragon Gate slowly rose and flew above the dragon palace in the center of the immortal palace, transforming into a ten-foot-square Dragon Gate that stood above it.

“Golden Dragon, from now on, use your own vital energy to help me refine this Dragon Gate artifact,” Huang Long said to the five-clawed golden dragon after the Dragon Gate appeared above the dragon palace.

Now, Huang Long intended to use the five-clawed golden dragon’s vital energy to continuously refine the artifact. He believed its effectiveness would surely improve soon.

“Yes, master,” said the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, its eyes gleaming as it looked at the Dragon Gate. “Master, what kind of magical artifact is this? I sense a familiar aura from it.”

The Yellow Dragon smiled. This Dragon Gate contained the essence of his own life force. Although the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon’s origin was the Dragon God’s body of Angus, it had now fully become the spirit guardian of the Immortals Pavilion, which in turn was his own life magic artifact. Thus, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon could be considered an external manifestation of himself, naturally familiar with the aura of this Dragon Gate.

After leaving the Immortals Pavilion, the Yellow Dragon stepped out of the courtyard and led Bog toward the hall.

As they passed by a small courtyard, the Yellow Dragon stopped in his tracks.

Upon entering the courtyard, he saw his elder brother Huang Wei standing respectfully before an old man. The old man sat there with a composed expression and cleared his throat. “I’m a bit thirsty, Huang Wei. Go and fetch me a cup of Spirit Green Liquid.”

This Spirit Green Liquid was a kind of magical liquid refined by the Yellow Dragon.

The Yellow Dragon recognized this old man as a powerful being from the Holy Land who had joined the Huang family—Regan, a high-ranking figure in the Holy Land.

Huang Wei quickly replied respectfully and turned to fetch the Spirit Green Liquid. But as he turned, he saw the Yellow Dragon coming in with Bog. He was startled. “Second brother.”

The Yellow Dragon nodded and walked straight toward the old man, Regan.

Upon seeing the Yellow Dragon, the old man was also surprised. After a moment of hesitation, he slowly stood up from his seat. “So it’s the second young master.” His tone was arrogant.

The Yellow Dragon snorted coldly. Suddenly, his aura surged, pressing down on the old man with overwhelming force. Regan’s arrogant expression vanished, replaced by fear. He kept retreating under the pressure, as if pushed backward by an invisible force, until he finally bumped into the courtyard wall and stopped.

Regan’s face turned pale and red alternately as he stared at the Yellow Dragon, his expression filled with confusion and doubt.

There were thirteen powerful beings from the Holy Land who had joined the Huang family. Excluding the deceased Rob, there were twelve left.

Regan was the strongest among them. That’s why, even when facing Zhao Rong and the others over the past half year, he had remained arrogant, acting as if he were the master of the family, treating himself as a distinguished guest invited by the Huang family. He even gave orders to Huang Wei whenever he came to ask questions.

The Yellow Dragon had already heard about this, which explained the scene just now.

It was time to deal with these “masters.” Otherwise, they might truly think they were the owners of the Huang family, to the point where even master and servant could no longer be distinguished.

“What? Want to fight?” Huang Long’s gaze was icy, like two slashes of sword light. Reagan felt as if his heart had been pierced fiercely, his body trembling and drenched in cold sweat. He had indeed harbored such thoughts before. Although Huang Long was renowned—having even killed the Dragon Clan’s Grand Elder Odo in the blink of an eye—Reagan had always thought it was just rumor. A fifteen-year-old peak Saint Domain warrior was already astonishing enough, let alone one who had just reached that level—how could he kill another peak Saint Domain warrior in such a short time, especially when the latter was the Dragon Clan’s Grand Elder? So, when Reagan heard these legends, he dismissed them as mere exaggerations. Having just been forced back by Huang Long, this senior Saint Domain warrior with a reputation spanning hundreds of years felt ashamed and angry, leading him to consider fighting. He had originally thought that even if his opponent was a peak Saint Domain warrior, he could still match him. “Don’t say I won’t give you a chance. Now, I’m letting you strike.” Huang Long looked at him with disdain. Reagan grew furious—after all, he was also a senior Saint Domain warrior. How dare the other treat him so lightly? He channeled his combat energy, sending everything in the courtyard flying. Seeing this, Bogue quickly stepped forward to protect Huang Wei. At that moment, Reagan roared and attacked. A rainbow-colored light circulated around his body, and then, with a burst of that light and two punches, the radiant beam surged toward Huang Long like a vortex. Reagan himself rushed forward at lightning speed, arriving right in front of Huang Long in an instant. Seeing this, Huang Wei cried out in alarm, “Second brother, be careful!” Although he had heard about Huang Long killing the Dragon Clan’s Grand Elder Odo not long ago, he still didn’t fully understand Huang Long’s strength. But he knew Reagan’s strength well. Seeing his attack hit Huang Long, Reagan was slightly surprised. After that surprise, joy appeared on his face. Hmph, a fifteen-year-old peak Saint Domain warrior? But before he could finish thinking, suddenly, everything blurred before his eyes, and a force struck his chest. Watching his opponent fly backward, Huang Long dashed forward and delivered another punch, using nothing but the pure power of his own body. To deal with a senior Saint Domain warrior like Reagan, Huang Long could instantly kill him with just speed and the strength of his body.

Now, the Yellow Dragon intended to suppress him ruthlessly, planting seeds of deep fear for him in his heart. At the same time, it aimed to use this to intimidate other sacred realms that had joined the Huang family as well.
Reagan flew backward as another punch from the Yellow Dragon hit him, knocking down wall after wall of the Huang family’s courtyard.
Such a display alarmed everyone in the Huang family’s residence.