Chapter 0232: Who Exactly Is It?

Seeing Long Yi and the others retreat in panic, Black Demon sneered, “Trying to escape? That’s not so easy!” Especially when he saw Huang Long still standing there recklessly, Black Demon burst into laughter, “You fool! How dare you think a mere divine realm that’s been cultivated for a thousand or two years can withstand my divine aura attack?!”
Generally, those who are strong in a divine realm have cultivated for a thousand or two years. After reaching the divine realm, they must enter the divine plane within two thousand years and cannot stay behind. This rule applies both in the dimensional space and the mortal plane; otherwise, they too will be expelled from the dimensional space and perish.
Thus, in Black Demon’s eyes, no matter how strong Huang Long might be, he was just a minor divine realm cultivator who had practiced for a thousand or two years.
Of course, he had no idea that the young man before him, who had forced him to reveal his true form twice and compelled him to use his divine aura, was only sixteen years old.
With his divine aura shining brightly above his head, Black Demon’s vile green death energy surged once again, charging at Huang Long.
Under the corrosion of his death energy, the sword dragon gradually withered, turning into a dead dragon before disappearing into thin air.
Seeing this, Black Demon laughed again, his blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent.
Although using his divine aura might alert the powerful beings on Red Flame Star, he didn’t care. He was confident he could kill these people before the godly or divine realm cultivators from Red Flame Star arrived and then escape.
Seeing the opponent use his divine aura, Huang Long sneered inwardly. Using his divine aura? For him, he had feared the opposite—that the opponent wouldn’t use it. If they hadn’t used it, killing them might have been more difficult, but now, it was much simpler.
With a thought, Huang Long summoned the Five Directions Flags to protect his body. At the same time, a flash appeared between his brows, and the Immortal Pavilion appeared.
“What is this?!” As a triangular golden mountain appeared and instantly grew huge before pressing down on him, Black Demon’s laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by terror.
Could it be a Supreme Divine Artifact?!
According to legends, only Supreme Divine Artifacts crafted by the Supreme God could change in size!
But how was that possible?! Black Demon immediately dismissed the idea. A mere minor divine realm surely couldn’t possess a Supreme Divine Artifact, and the legendary Supreme Divine Artifacts couldn’t have such power!
Numerous thoughts flashed through Black Demon’s mind, transforming into a vile green light as he hastily retreated.

But just as he recoiled in shock, he was horrified to see countless white-jade-like tree roots extending from that massive golden mountain, then shooting toward his divine essence above his head. His divine essence trembled violently as if confronted by a terrifying demon, with divine power raging wildly within it, while his mind and soul shook uncontrollably. Not knowing what was happening, in sheer panic, Hei Mo tried to pull his divine essence back into his body. Watching his actions, Huang Long sneered. How could he miss such an opportunity to force him to take his divine essence back? With a glow in his hands, he slapped at the Qunxian Pavilion from afar. The pavilion emitted a hum and transformed into a stream of golden light that instantly rushed to his head. At that moment, the white-jade tree roots of the Nether Divine Tree lunged out, instantly wrapping around and enclosing his divine essence. In terror, Hei Mo felt a sharp pain in his mind and soul, let out a pained cry, and fell from the sky. As he plummeted, he saw that his divine essence was tightly wrapped by those white-jade tree roots; no matter how hard he tried to use his soul power, he couldn’t bring it back into his body. “What the hell is this?!” Hei Mo, sensing his divine essence being wildly absorbed by those terrifying roots, looked at Huang Long in utter horror. “What is it?” Huang Long smiled coldly. His Qinghong Sword turned into a rainbow of light and circled around the man’s body. When Huang Long retracted the sword, the man’s screams ceased, and he collapsed. Hei Mo’s head rolled to the ground. By then, his divine essence had also been absorbed by the Nether Divine Tree and turned into dust, disappearing. After absorbing Hei Mo’s divine essence, the tree roots pierced into his physical body. In the blink of an eye, his body withered away. He became a mummy, his eyes glazed, his face filled with disbelief. When Hei Mo summoned his divine essence and Long Yi and the others recoiled in shock, they saw him as a mummy and stared in horror at those white-jade tree roots. Although they had already witnessed the Hellish Demon Francis being turned into a mummy by those terrifying roots earlier, Long Yi and the others still couldn’t hide their shock. After all, the scene before them was too shocking. After Hei Mo’s body turned into a mummy, Huang Long retracted the Qunxian Pavilion into his body and placed the mummified body of Hei Mo into the Five Pits Divine Cauldron. Just then, more than a dozen powerful auras rushed toward them from all directions.

The Dark Demon unleashed its divine essence, and the power of death surged into the sky. The intense disturbance alerted the powerful beings in the Divine Realm of Red Flame Star, who rushed over one after another.
“Let’s go!” After sensing those dozen or so powerful auras, Yellow Dragon shouted at Long Yi and the others, who were still shocked by the Dark Demon’s body turning into a mummy. He took off first, transforming into a streak of light.
Long Yi and the others finally snapped out of their shock. Ignoring everything else, they also took off and followed closely behind.
Not long after Yellow Dragon and the others left, within half a cup of tea’s time, two figures appeared at the high altitude where the battle between Yellow Dragon and the Dark Demon had taken place.
The two were dressed in fiery red brocaded robes, their bodies emitting a faint glow of fire. One was thin, the other fat—both were elderly men.
These two elderly men were actually divine-level powerhouses from the Red Flame Domain Palace: Ounei and Fei Qi. They held very high status, second only to the ruler of Red Flame Domain.
Upon arriving at the scene, Ounei’s plump face was scanned by his slightly small but sharp eyes as he frowned. “Power of death?!”
Although the Dark Demon had turned into a mummy and been sealed inside Yellow Dragon’s Five Prison Divine Cauldron, when it unleashed its divine essence in attack, all living beings within dozens of miles around withered, and traces of the power of death remained.
“What intense power of death! Could it be the Dark Demon from the Crystal Domain Palace or the Death God from the Shadowless Domain Palace?” Fei Qi’s thin face showed intense focus as his small eyes shone brightly.
In the Sky Cloud Dimensional Space, only the Dark Demon from the Crystal Domain Palace or the Death God from the Shadowless Domain Palace practiced the laws of death and had reached the divine level.
“But who could be the other fighter in that fierce battle?” Fei Qi continued. From the scene, it was impossible to tell which law or rule the other person practiced.
However, whether it was the Dark Demon from the Crystal Domain Palace or the Death God from the Shadowless Domain Palace, anyone who could fight them fiercely and force them to unleash their divine essence must be a divine-level powerhouse.
The two naturally realized that all the destruction around was the result of the divine essence attack.
Ounei also frowned and circled high above the area, but he couldn’t detect anything else. He could only see that the other party’s weapon was a sword.
“A divine-level powerhouse who uses a sword?” Ounei murmured to himself, recalling all the divine-level powerhouses in the Sky Cloud Dimensional Space.
“Could it be the ruler of the Blue Glory Star Domain?” Ounei thought to himself.
The ruler of the Blue Glory Star Domain, Bob, used a low-grade divine weapon. But as far as he knew, the ruler practiced the laws of wind. Yet, there were no traces of wind-related divine power in the area.
Soon, Ounei shook his head.
The ruler of the Blue Glory Star Domain had been in seclusion for many years. It was said he hadn’t left the Blue Glory Domain Palace in thousands of years—so it was unlikely.

“Oune, tell me, in the final battle, which side won?” Fichi asked at that moment.
Before the two of them arrived, they seemed to have heard a scream.
So, Fichi concluded that it couldn’t have ended in a draw.
Oune didn’t answer. Instead, he went to the place where Black Magic had fallen from the sky and examined it closely.
While the two were speculating, more powerful beings from the Divine Realm kept arriving. Upon seeing them, they all bowed respectfully to the two of them.
“Give orders to keep a close watch on all outsiders. Report any abnormalities immediately, and do not act rashly!” Oune said sternly to the dozen or so powerful beings who had arrived later.
“Yes, Lord Oune!” The powerful beings, seeing Oune’s expression, grew anxious and quickly replied respectfully.
After that, Fichi asked everyone to pay attention to some matters before dismissing them. He and Oune, however, remained there.
Oune stared at the ground where Black Magic had fallen, his expression growing increasingly grave.
“What’s wrong?” Fichi asked, puzzled, as he stepped beside Oune.
“Look here,” Oune said, pointing at the ground.
Fichi followed Oune’s gaze. At first, he didn’t notice anything, but eventually, his expression also became as serious as Oune’s.
“Who could possibly have such terrifying strength?!” Fichi finally said slowly, his eyes flickering.
Judging from the traces on the ground, it seemed to be the result of someone’s struggles before death.
Struggles before death? Did that mean that person had no strength to resist before dying?
Moreover, judging from the lingering aura of death energy on the ground, the deceased must be that godly being who practiced the rules of death.
If so, then… Fichi was shocked. He exchanged a glance with Oune, both recognizing the shock in each other’s eyes.
“Could it be Black Magic from theglass Domain or the Death God from thethe Void Domain Domain who died?!” Oune frowned.
Yet, he couldn’t be sure either.
“Whether it’s Black Magic or the Death God, it’s good news for ourDomain of the Red Flame Domain,” Fichi said with a smile.
Theglass Star Realm, thethe Void Domain Star Realm, and theDomain of the Red Flame Star Realm—these three were the strongest star realms in the Tianyun Dimensional Space. There was constant friction among them, but their strengths were roughly equal, with none able to overpower the others. However, if one of these two sides lost a godly being, that would be different.
While Fichi was pleased, he was also worried.

To be able to kill a lower god, especially without any resistance from the opponent—such a powerful being is beyond their capacity to match. At most, their strength is on par with the Black Demon of the Liuli Domain Palace or the Death God of the Youwu Domain Palace. Now, the appearance of such a powerful being on Chiyan Star is not good news for the planet either. The two scanned the surroundings once more before flying back to the domain palace with concern.