Chapter 0178: Attacking the Holy Mountain

After fighting against that mysterious god-tier warrior in the Blizzard Empire’s palace and narrowly killing him, Huang Long disappeared for half a month. Then, half a month later, he suddenly reached the Divine Realm and even defeated Wendy, the Goddess of Life of the Dark Forest Temple!
This news was even more astonishing than any other feat Huang Long had accomplished before!
Huang Long, at just sixteen years old, was now a power in the Divine Realm!
What was even more terrifying was that he had defeated Wendy, the Goddess of Life of the Dark Forest Temple—a warrior from over three thousand years ago!
When the news spread, hundreds of kingdoms across the Hengyuan Continent were in uproar!
The Mercenary Guilds and Magic Guilds were also in chaos!
The Empire, the Dragon Clan, the Overseas Sea Clans, the Hell Fiends, and the Holy Church were all shaken!
Everyone was stunned by this news.
At the moment they heard it, everyone’s thoughts seemed to stop.
When the news reached the Holy Mountain, Tobid, the Four-Winged Angel who was discussing with the temple and church leaders how to deal with Huang Long, who was about to attack the mountain, was shocked and exclaimed in disbelief.
Like Tobid, Pope Hades and the other church leaders also had expressions full of astonishment.
Huang Long, this “sinner” who was about to attack the Holy Mountain, had actually reached the Divine Realm!
After being stunned, Tobid and the others looked grim.
Originally, Tobid had been confident that he could defeat Huang Long effortlessly. Now, he feared all his plans would have to change. He frowned deeply.
He knew well the strength of Wendy, the high priestess of the Dark Forest Temple—the two had even fought each other over a thousand years ago.
Although he had won using the Sword of Light, it was only by a narrow margin.
“Huang Long, Huang Long!” Tobid couldn’t figure out what to think.
“Lord Tobid, what should we do now?” Pope Hades asked cautiously.
Tobid raised his head, looked at Pope Hades, making Hades feel uneasy, before turning to look at the large pillar in the center of the temple.
He walked over to the pillar, reached out, and touched the Sacred Stone of Light on it.
“How many years has this Sacred Stone of Light illuminated the temple?” Tobid seemed to be talking to himself, yet also asking the pope and the others.
Pope Hades pondered for a moment before stepping forward carefully and saying, “Lord Tobid, this Sacred Stone of Light has illuminated the temple for thirteen thousand five hundred years!”
“Thirteen thousand five hundred years!” Tobid sighed inwardly, then stepped back onto the temple roof.

“The glory of the temple will shine forever!” Tobid arrived at the temple and declared with determination, “Yellow Dragon, whether you’re a deity or a god-tier warrior, I’ll make you vanish beneath the light of the Supreme God of Light!” With that, radiant energy surged from Tobid’s body, and the sacred stones of the temple emitted dazzling light.

“The glory of the temple will shine forever!”

“Make Yellow Dragon vanish beneath the light of the Supreme God of Light!”

The high-ranking members of the Church all raised their arms and cheered.

……

At that moment, Yellow Dragon and his group were walking along the border of the Odin Kingdom.

“Young master, do you think that mysterious warrior who appeared later and saved Wendy could be a god-tier warrior?” Gusta asked.

Yellow Dragon pondered for a moment. “It seems so.”

“A god-tier warrior!” Gusta, Borg, and Nat were shocked.

On the Hengyuan Continent, god-tier warriors were appearing one after another? Was it a coincidence or something else?

A thought flashed through Borg’s mind, and he said, “Could it be the realm guardians of our Hengyuan Continent?”

They knew that realm guardians were god-tier warriors—this was something Long Yi had told Yellow Dragon, and Borg and the others had also learned from him. Gusta and Nat also looked at Yellow Dragon.

“I don’t know, but we’ll find out soon,” Yellow Dragon said, his eyes gleaming.

In fact, Yellow Dragon was also wondering if it might be the work of the realm guardians. After all, the appearance of that god-tier warrior, Lin Youwu, was already unexpected; it seemed unlikely that another god-tier warrior from another realm would come to the Hengyuan Realm.

God-tier warriors didn’t just appear whenever they wanted. From Long Yi, Yellow Dragon had learned that the various supreme gods set very strict conditions.

“This time, our master defeated the Goddess of Life, Wendy. I wonder how the Church is reacting now,” Nat said with a smile.

“Who knows? But things must be tough for them these days. I just wonder what the strength of that four-winged angel, Tobid, is compared to that Goddess of Life, Wendy,” Gusta added.

On their journey to the Sacred Mountain, everyone smiled lightly. Attacking the Sacred Mountain seemed like an ordinary task to them.

After Yellow Dragon defeated the Goddess of Life from the Dark Forest Temple, he didn’t hide away like after the battle at the Blizzard Empire’s palace. Instead, he moved “openly” toward the Sacred Mountain step by step.

Yellow Dragon didn’t walk fast—indeed, he walked slowly.

It took him a month to reach the border of the Biyou Kingdom.

The Sacred Mountain stood on an island at the border between the Dragon Language Empire and the Biyou Kingdom.

Over the past month, wherever Yellow Dragon went, he heard talk only about his battle with the Goddess of Life, Wendy, and people were discussing his impending attack on the Sacred Mountain.

Previously, when the Yellow Dragon attacked the Holy Mountain, some believed it might flee back, while others thought it could destroy the Vatican’s headquarters in one fell swoop. But now, the vast majority agreed with the latter view.
That day, the Holy Mountain, which billions on the Hengyuan Continent watched closely, emitted its usual faint glow, giving off a sense of warmth and devotion.
Under the just-dawning sky, the Holy Mountain appeared ancient, pure, and serene from afar.
The Yellow Dragon and his group had entered an area within a thousand miles of the Holy Mountain.
A thousand miles away—where, in the past, the Vatican’s knight order patrolled strictly with numerous troops everywhere—there was now nothing but emptiness, no sign of life.
“Tobid and Hades can’t have all retreated, can they?” Gusta’s mocking voice rang out.
He held no fondness for the Light Church that had pursued him for centuries. This time, he was determined to have a proper fight— a spectacular one. He wanted the Light Church to understand the heavy price they would pay for hunting him, Gusta.
Gusta infused his magic into his voice, allowing it to carry far and echo throughout the Holy Mountain.
“Gusta, you sinful sinner! Since you’ve come to the Vatican today, let the Light God cleanse your sins and give you a second chance!” As Gusta spoke, the Pope Hades’s voice came from afar, distant yet gentle.
“Tch! Hades, stop acting like a cultist in front of me! What does ‘sinful’ even mean? Your church spreads your doctrines everywhere, forcing ignorant commoners to blindly believe in your so-called Light God, claiming that believing in him brings safety from disasters. Tch! I say you’re the one full of sins!” Gusta roared in anger.
After his furious outburst, silence fell once again.
“Young master, it seems they’ve withdrawn all the knights to the main peak of the Holy Mountain,” Bog said.
The Holy Mountain was a series of connected mountains, with the temple located on the main peak at its center.
Yellow Dragon nodded. “Let’s go. Be careful everyone!”
The group grew serious, nodded in unison, and followed Yellow Dragon as they soared toward the main peak.
Though they weren’t overly worried about this journey, it was still the Holy Mountain of the Vatican, so it was better to be cautious.
Soon, they reached the high skies above the main peak.
By the time they arrived, dozens of figures emerged from the peak. At the forefront was the four-winged angel Tobid, followed by eighteen two-winged angels and various high-ranking Vatican officials.

Pope Haides stood beside the four-winged angel Tobid.
“Yellow Dragon, you’ve come!” The four-winged angel Tobid gazed at the Yellow Dragon “affectionately” as he spoke. To those unaware of their identities, it might have seemed like two long-time friends reuniting.
“Tobid,” the Yellow Dragon also looked at Tobid.
Tobid appeared to be a young man in his twenties, with delicate features that exuded a gentle beauty. His eyebrows were golden and somewhat long, and deep within his golden eyes seemed to flow misty winds. The four wings behind him emitted a faint glow.
“I’m surprised you were able to defeat Wendy,” Tobid said calmly, his expression revealing nothing of his thoughts.
“Surprising things happen often,” the Yellow Dragon replied in a similarly indifferent tone.
Before his journey to the Blizzard Empire, he had attacked the Holy Mountain of the Church intending to leave something as a memorial. But after breaking through to the Tribulation Stage and absorbing Lin Youwu’s divine body, his plans changed. He now wanted to completely destroy this Holy Mountain and eradicate the Church’s influence across the Hengyuan Continent.
However, neither Tobid nor the Yellow Dragon rushed to attack immediately. Instead of starting a fight upon meeting, they began to chat casually.
As Tobid and the Yellow Dragon conversed, Pope Haides and the others stared at Gusta and the rest in astonishment. Though no battle had begun, Pope Haides and the others had already engaged in countless silent battles with Gusta and his group through glances.
Suddenly, a dazzling white beam shot out from atop the Holy Mountain—tens of meters in size. The beam activated the mountain’s magic array, triggering waves of brilliant light that flashed continuously.
The four-winged angel Tobid had finally activated the magic array, instantly enveloping the Yellow Dragon and the others in its radiant light. Then, the figures of Tobid and the others disappeared from sight.
Trapped, the Yellow Dragon seemed oblivious, staring coldly at the temple on the main mountain from which the white beam had come.
The Church had suddenly activated the magic array, trapping them inside. Gusta and the others were shocked, but seeing the Yellow Dragon remain calm, they also settled down.
“Young master, this is the Thirty-Six Radiant Light Magic Array, with its core being the Light Divine Stone inside the temple,” Gusta said.
The Yellow Dragon nodded. Using his divine vision, he pierced through the layers of white light from the magic array and instantly saw everything inside the temple.
At that moment, Tobid and the others were hiding inside the temple.

“Huang Long, you’re now trapped in the 36-ray Light Magic Array and can’t escape. Stop wasting your effort—unless you reach divine level,” came the confident voice of the four-winged angel Tobid. With the 36-ray Light Magic Array at his disposal, he was confident he could trap and kill Huang Long. Earlier, he hadn’t expected it to be so easy to trap Huang Long; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been sure he could deal with him. But now, it was different.