Chapter 0162: The Zhao Family’s Revenge

Seeing Zhao Yang and his men approaching with murderous intent, Detvet’s already deathly pale face changed once again.
But before he could finish speaking, Zhao Tian viciously stamped on his genitals.
With that step, a sound like a broken eggshell was heard.
“Not satisfied?!”
“Not enough?!”
“I order you to kill him! I order you to kill him!”
Recalling the tragic deaths of the brothers from the Swift Wind Mercenary Group, Zhao Tian’s face turned fierce as he kept stomping, causing the ground to shake.
Detvet’s face was already distorted in pain, his features twisted together. He screamed continuously, and his genitals were in a horrific state.
Blood stained the surrounding ground.
It seemed even the divine power of a god-tier warrior couldn’t heal him.
Before dying, Detvet went from being a mid-tier Saint Domain warrior to a eunuch—probably the first time such a thing had happened on the Hengyuan Continent.
Zhao Ying, who had initially been angry and ready to avenge herself, turned away in disgust upon seeing Detvet’s miserable state, unable to bear the sight.
The same was true for Zhao Yang and Zhao Shou.
Watching his younger son vent his anger, Zhao Yang frowned.
After all, the opponent was a Saint Domain warrior. Even in death, he deserved a dignified end—a sign of respect for such a warrior.
Yet, after opening his mouth, he held back, sighing inwardly. He could understand his younger son’s fury, as his brothers who had fought side by side for decades had just died at the opponent’s hands.
After venting his anger for a while, Zhao Tian, like a wild beast gone mad, panted heavily as the bloodiness in his eyes faded.
At that moment, Zhao Shou approached Zhao Tian and said, “Zhao Tian, enough.”
Detvet, lying on the ground, was barely alive. His Saint Domain warrior’s body had been reduced to such a state under Zhao Tian’s brutal stomping, showing just how severe the “torture” had been.
Zhao Yang walked over, said nothing more, and swung his sword—separating Detvet’s head from his body, ending his suffering at last.
After that, Zhao Yang and his men went to Long Yi and said respectfully, “Elder, we’ve kept you waiting.”
Long Yi gave a light hum and replied calmly, “Zhao Yang, right? Are you also going to the Huang family? Then let’s go together.”
Zhao Yang and his men were delighted and replied respectfully. With Long Yi, a God Domain warrior, by their side, they no longer had to worry about safety.
So, they flew together toward the Huang family’s home.
Long Yi slowed down, allowing Zhao Yang and his men to keep up.
A few hours later, they finally arrived at the capital city of King Lu Tong’s kingdom.

Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong were taken aback upon seeing Zhao Yang and the others, feeling extremely surprised. Zhao Rong spoke up, “Father, how did you all come here?”
Before Zhao Yang and the others could say anything, Zhao Ying rushed into Zhao Rong’s arms and cried out, “Third Aunt!” Then she burst into tears, her face covered in tears.
Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong felt a badpremonition arise in their hearts. Huang Xiong urged anxiously, “Elder, what’s wrong? What happened?”
Zhao Yang, Zhao Shou, and Zhao Tian exchanged glances before reluctantly and sadly recounting what had happened to the Zhao family.
Only after hearing Zhao Yang and the others explain did Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong learn about the situation in the Zhao family. They were filled with anger, their eyes wide with fury.
Everyone was plunged into sorrow.
“Who is this?” After a while, Huang Xiong regained his composure and asked about the young man who had accompanied Zhao Yang and the others.
It was then that Zhao Yang remembered Long Yi and quickly introduced him to Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong.
Initially, when Zhao Yang first saw his daughter and daughter-in-law, he had forgotten about Long Yi and felt uneasy. Only when he saw Long Yi looking normal did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Upon learning that this distinguished young man was actually the behind-the-scenes ruler of the World Alliance and a powerful being from the Divine Realm, Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong were shocked. They quickly bowed to him, respectfully addressing him as an elder.
Seeing Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong’s nervous expressions, Long Yi smiled and said, “There’s no need for that. From now on, just call me Long Yi!”
Though Long Yi was polite, Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong didn’t dare follow his request.
To call directly by the name of a powerful being from the Divine Realm?
Not to mention them—even the Emperor of the Empire wouldn’t dare.
Of course, they also understood that Long Yi was being polite because of their son, Huang Long.
After some small talk, Huang Long arrived in the hall shortly after.
Before coming, Huang Long had already heard about what had happened from Bogue. Upon seeing Long Yi, he wasn’t surprised and immediately said to him, “Thank you for what you did for my grandfather!”
These words came from the bottom of Huang Long’s heart.
After all, if something really had happened to his grandfather and the others, it was easy to imagine how sad his mother, Zhao Rong, would be. Moreover, it could be said that most of the problems in the Zhao family were due to him.
If not for Huang Long, Lin Er wouldn’t have dismissed Zhao Miao and exiled her to the cold palace. If not for Huang Long, the armies of the Dragon Clan and the Church wouldn’t have come, and Daina wouldn’t have seen it as an opportunity to eliminate the Zhao family. None of these tragedies would have happened.
But Long Yi smiled and said, “Is there any need for me to be polite? It was a trivial matter; just a small effort.”
Compared to the previous two times, Long Yi’s attitude toward Huang Long had completely changed.

The first time Long Yi came to meet Huang Long and form an alliance was because he saw potential in Huang Long to become a powerful being in the Divine Realm, one who could help him destroy the Dragon Clan. At that time, he viewed Huang Long from a superior standpoint.

The second time, even though Huang Long had reached the peak of the Sacred Realm and killed the Dragon Clan’s eldest, Oudo, which surprised Long Yi and made him regard Huang Long more highly, he still did not elevate Huang Long to an equal status.

But this time was different. He now saw Huang Long as a “friend,” an ally who could stand on equal footing with him. The ability to single-handedly confront the Dragon Clan and the Church’s army, and even kill two beings from the Sacred Realm every day in front of the Dragon Emperor, the Pope, and sixty other beings from the Sacred Realm—such strength was beyond even him, a powerful being of the Divine Realm.

He had also heard that in the end, the Dragon Emperor couldn’t even trap Huang Long with the Dragon Clan’s ancestral treasure, the Dragon Pearl. He was well aware of the power of the Dragon Pearl. Finally, even when the Dragon Emperor and twenty of the Dragon Clan’s elders formed the Dragon Slaying Formation, they couldn’t harm Huang Long in the slightest. Upon learning this, he was greatly shocked. Yes, even he, a powerful being of the Divine Realm, was astonished.

Because if it were him, under the power of that formation, he would likely be severely injured or even die. Although he couldn’t understand or know how Huang Long, with his peak Sacred Realm strength, could achieve such miracles, there was no doubt that Huang Long’s current strength deserved genuine respect from him, a powerful being of the Divine Realm.

Huang Long wasn’t bothered by the change in the other party’s attitude. But the polite demeanor of Long Yi, a powerful being of the Divine Realm, shocked and amazed those in the hall, including Huang Xiong, Zhao Rong, and Zhao Yang. Especially Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong felt immense joy and pride. This was their son—a son who could make even a powerful being of the Divine Realm show respect.

Although they had high expectations for their son since he was young, they never imagined he would reach such heights.

Though Long Yi was polite, Huang Long still took out a bottle of Dragon God Pills and said, “These are the pills I’ve refined recently. They’re called Dragon God Pills.”

Although Long Yi knew of Huang Long’s reputation as a great alchemist, he didn’t pay much attention. He took the Dragon God Pills and put them in his space ring. After all, for a powerful being of the Divine Realm, only pills containing divine power could be useful, and such pills only existed in the Divine Plane.

Seeing this, Huang Long didn’t comment or clarify anything. Instead, he shifted the conversation to matters related to the Zhao family. When the topic of the Zhao family came up, everyone in the hall looked sad.

“Longer, you must avenge the Zhao family for your grandfather!” Zhao Yang stood up, his face filled with sorrow, his tone pleading. Zhao Shou, Zhao Tian, and Zhao Ying also stood up, each pleading in turn. Although Zhao Yang was Huang Long’s grandfather, he too gradually developed reverence for Huang Long, using words befitting a subordinate toward his superior—just as Zhao Shou and the others did. Huang Long quickly stood up, emitting an invisible force to support Zhao Yang and the others, saying, “Grandfather, there’s no need for this. I will surely avenge the Zhao family.” Then, Huang Long glanced in the direction of the Blizzard Empire, his gaze cold: “Daina! The Obu family! I certainly won’t let them off!” Huang Long’s murderous intent radiated, causing storms and thunder to rage above the Huang residence. As Huang Long’s cultivation grew, his aura could now influence natural phenomena in the world. If he reached the realm of an immortal, even his anger could change the very fabric of heaven and earth. Seeing this scene, even Long Yi was secretly shocked. After discussing the matter, when Long Yi and Zhao Yang and the others learned that Huang Long planned to attack the Sacred Mountain, they were all greatly surprised. “Huang Long, the Sacred Mountain isn’t that easy to attack,” Long Yi said gravely. “The Sacred Mountain is protected by a large magic array; even the strongest beings in the Divine Realm can’t break through it. Only gods-level warriors might be able to. Moreover, the Sacred Mountain is guarded by the four-winged angel Tobid, who is extremely powerful,” Long Yi explained everything he knew. After all, no matter what the reason, he didn’t want Huang Long to take such a risk. “Tobid?” Huang Long frowned. If Long Yi spoke highly of him, then Tobid must indeed be extraordinary. “Indeed, and he possesses a divine weapon! A true divine weapon!” Long Yi said. Divine weapons are weapons forged over years by gods-level warriors using their divine power. On the Hengyuan Continent, some divine weapons crafted by master craftsmen could only be considered pseudo-divine weapons—just like the beings in the Divine Realm, who were merely pseudo-gods. The power of pseudo-divine weapons paled in comparison to true divine weapons. “It’s fine. This time, I don’t intend to destroy the Sacred Mountain. I just want to leave some mementos there,” Huang Long said after pondering for a moment. Of course, his attack on the Sacred Mountain wasn’t so reckless as to think he could destroy the Church and uproot it entirely. Instead, he wanted to test the Church’s true strength. With the Xianqi Qunxian Pavilion at his side, he wasn’t afraid of Tobid, the four-winged angel. Seeing this, Long Yi could only give up, though he secretly wondered what Huang Long’s real advantages were. Could it be that triangular weapon and the five-clawed golden dragon pet? Long Yi had also heard about the power of Huang Long’s triangular weapon.

Of course, Long Yi had no idea that the power of that triangular tower-shaped weapon was far from just that.