Chapter 0275: Within Ten Thousand Years
The blond youth, Sidde, was taken aback, slightly surprised. He glanced at Huang Long, a cold glint in his eyes, and said with a smile, “Since Sister Moira is interceding for this kid, I’ll spare his life.” Then, he looked at Huang Long with disdain—undoubtedly, in his eyes, Huang Long was a weakling who survived only because of a woman’s protection, which also stirred jealousy in him.
Although he agreed to spare the kid now, the kid would never be able to leave Poison Wind Valley.
“Webbs, just do as Miss Moira says—bring back the Purple Ganoderma,” Sidde said nonchalantly, pointing at the Purple Ganoderma behind the rock.
“Yes, Young Master Sidde,” Webbs replied respectfully, not daring to disobey.
At that moment, Huang Long, whom he had previously dismissed, spoke up, “The Lans tribe, right?!”
Huang Long’s gaze remained as cold as before.
Sidde was stunned, surprised that the kid dared to speak. With a smug smile, he said, “Correct.”
Was this kid trying to thank him for sparing his life? Hehe, Sidde thought coldly.
However, Huang Long didn’t speak. Instead, he glanced at Moira beside him, then, to the astonishment of Sidde and the others, vanished straight from the ground.
“How is that possible?!” Sidde’s expression changed.
He’d dug into the ground?!
Generally, only supreme gods or main gods who had fully comprehended the “Union” aspect of the Earth element’s laws and thus developed primal power could do such a thing.
Yet, the “Union” aspect was the hardest of the nine Earth element laws to comprehend, let alone fully master—so even among a million Earth supreme gods, there might not be one who could do it.
“Solidify the ground around us!” Sidde ordered, his expression darkening.
“Yes, Young Master Sidde!” At that moment, two mid-tier gods from the Lans family replied respectfully and flew down to the ground. Centered around them, waves of earthy-yellow light flashed, and the ground around them gradually solidified.
Solidifying the ground! It was the “Solidification” aspect of the Earth element’s laws. If mastered to its extreme—fully comprehended—then the ground could be made as solid as World Gold Essence.
World Gold Essence was an ore that even ordinary supreme gods found difficult to break through.
In the blink of an eye, within a radius of five hundred li around the two of them, the ground solidified, extending five hundred zhang deep into the earth. This was already their limit.
The two had only grasped about 30-40% of the characteristics of the Earth element law’s “solidification” aspect. If they could fully comprehend it—reaching 100%—they would be able to solidify an area of tens of thousands of miles and penetrate deep into the earth by tens of thousands of feet.
Seeing this, the blond youth Xi De felt relieved. A mere mid-tier god could burrow underground, but it was impossible for him to escape over 500 miles or dive 500 feet deep in the blink of an eye. After all, moving underground faced the greatest resistance, making it several times slower than on the surface.
Yet just as he relaxed, a scream suddenly rang out behind him. Startled, Xi De turned and saw one of the mid-tier god’s subordinates falling from the sky. His divine body then exploded. And this was only the beginning—dark blue lights appeared in the air, and with each flash, another mid-tier god fell.
Furious, Xi De shouted, stretched out his hand, and struck. With that single blow, all the moisture within tens of thousands of miles gathered to form a soft cloud covering an area of a hundred miles. The cloud writhed, trying to trap those dark blue lights inside.
This was precisely the characteristic of the Water element law’s “condensation”!
Xi De was a direct descendant of the Lans family and already a high-tier god. Naturally, the power of his strike was incomparable to that of those two mid-tier god subordinates earlier.
At that moment, a rumbling sound came from the sky, and a sword beam shot upward as the dark blue lights vanished in an instant.
“Hehe, the Lans tribe? This is just the beginning. Within ten thousand years, the Lans tribe will vanish from the Netherworld!” A cold laugh echoed between heaven and earth—coming from the Yellow Dragon.
“Damn it! Kid, come out here!” Xi De roared in fury. He spread his hands, causing the cloud formed over a hundred miles to burst apart and shoot out tens of thousands of miles. Everything in its path exploded, with mountains and rocks rolling down. Xi De’s oppressive aura spread, causing all plants and grass within tens of thousands of miles to bow low.
In the Lans tribe, he was a direct descendant who had risen to high-tier god status in less than ten million years, his talent ranking among the best of his age. How could he let a mere mid-tier god escape?! Moreover, that kid had even killed three of his subordinates right in front of him!
This filled him with rage!
But that wasn’t even the main reason for his anger. The words that kid said afterward enraged him even more—“This is just the beginning”? Within ten thousand years, the Lans tribe would vanish from the Netherworld?!
“Hahaha! Since our Lansi Tribe’s first ancestor, after thousands of generations and billions of years of trials and tribulations, we have remained powerful ever since billions of years ago—even the lord of Silver Emperor City must show us respect. Kid, how dare you say that within ten thousand years, my Lansi Tribe will disappear from the Netherworld?!” Sid laughed loudly, his face twisted in fury.
No matter how talented one is, it takes tens of thousands of years for a lower-tier god to fully comprehend even the most basic aspect of a law. Even after reaching the level of a godly powerhouse, it’s generally impossible to make any breakthroughs in ten thousand years, unless there’s an extraordinary opportunity!
That’s why Sid was so enraged.
Such bold arrogance!
He wished he could tear that kid apart limb by limb!
Of course, he wouldn’t believe that a mid-tier god could make a breakthrough within ten thousand years. Even if Huang Long got such an extraordinary opportunity to become a higher-tier god within that time, to the Lansi Tribe, he would still be nothing but a trivial figure they could easily manipulate.
Unless Huang Long could reach the realm of a perfectly perfected higher-tier god!
A perfectly perfected higher-tier god? In the Netherworld, isn’t every such being one or severalyuanyuan (yuanyuan) old?
Oneyuanyuan (yuanyuan) equals sixty trillion years!
The last perfectly perfected higher-tier god to appear had already lived for threeyuanyuan (yuanyuan).
Sid was furious, while Moira from the Sam Tribe was utterly astonished. The changes before her eyes were too sudden—how could a mere mid-tier god kill several other mid-tier gods in front of Sid and the other higher-tier gods, then leave unharmed?!
“Who exactly is this young man? Which tribe in the Purple Spirit Mountains has produced such an outstanding descendant?” Moira wondered.
It’s already extremely difficult for a mid-tier godly powerhouse to kill another of the same rank, let alone do so in front of several higher-tier gods. Such talent is rare even over millions of years. What shocked Moira even more was Huang Long’s strange ability to dive underground—impossible for a mid-tier god to fully comprehend the “integration” aspect of the earth element law.
Yet, Huang Long clearly dived underground and managed to escape even when two mid-tier gods who practiced the earth element law combined their powers to use “solidification.” This shattered Moira’s usual way of thinking.
She was also a higher-tier god. Although she mainly practiced the water element law, she had an earth element divine avatar. She understood that if news of Huang Long’s “anomaly” spread, it would surely cause quite a stir.
“It seems I need to go back and talk to my father. We should investigate this young man’s background. If possible, we should recruit him into our tribe,” Moira thought.
By recruiting Huang Long into the Sam Tribe, the Lansi family wouldn’t have to ruin the relationship between the two tribes over a few mid-tier gods.
With Huang Long’s such talent, she believed that millions of years from now, he would definitely be able to rise to the rank of an Upper God. Given that Huang Long, already at the rank of a Middle God, could defeat stronger opponents of the same rank in front of several Upper Gods, he would surely become one of the strongest among them once he reached that rank. Of course, to reach the very top, even the pinnacle, it would take hundreds of millions or even billions of years.
“However, his arrogance is too great. If he’s brought into the tribe, he’ll need to be tempered properly,” Moira thought to herself. She shook her head at the memory of Huang Long’s statement before leaving—that he would make the Lans tribe disappear from the Netherworld within ten thousand years.
Make a tribe that had thrived in the Netherworld for billions of years disappear in ten thousand years?! Just like Sidde thought, Moira also believed Huang Long was too arrogant and ignorant! Of course, for someone with Huang Long’s talent, arrogance was normal. Yet, although his ability to burrow through the ground as a Middle God was astonishing, it was still just astonishing. In the Netherworld, where geniuses from various divine and mortal realms gathered, there were some with talents no less impressive than Huang Long’s, some even more astonishing—things she had seen before.
“Young Master Sidde!” At that moment, Webbs flew back to Sidde’s side and spoke cautiously.
“What is it?!” Sidde’s furious expression softened as he asked.
“The Purple Ganoderma is gone!” Webbs hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice.
“What?! The Purple Ganoderma is missing?!” Sidde’s face darkened as he flew above the small pond. Sure enough, the Purple Ganoderma was gone?! To him, though the Purple Ganoderma was rare, it was only worth a few thousand divine stones—nothing significant. But the thought that Huang Long had not only killed three of his Middle God subordinates in front of him but also taken the Purple Ganoderma filled him with rage.
“Search! That kid appeared in the Poison Wind Valley—surely he’s from one of the surrounding tribes. We must find him! I want him to know the consequences of offending me, Sidde!” Sidde ordered angrily.
“Yes, Young Master Sidde!” Webbs replied respectfully.
Search? By now, Huang Long was already hundreds of thousands of miles away.
In fact, with his current Immortal-level strength, Huang Long could easily defeat Lower God-level warriors, but killing a Middle God was difficult! Earlier, Sidde’s three Middle God subordinates were killed instantly by Huang Long using his Sword Control technique, combined with the sharpness of his Sword of Cutting Immortals. Otherwise, even the Green Rainbow Sword wouldn’t have succeeded. However, Huang Long possessed the Immortal EarthEarthDun technique technique—if he wanted to leave, even ordinary Upper Gods wouldn’t be able to stop him.
Unless they are supreme gods or perfectly enlightened supreme gods who fully understand the characteristic of “unity” in the earth element’s laws.
It wasn’t long before Huang Long returned to the Purple Spirit Mountains.
“Borg, gather everyone; we’re leaving now,” Huang Long said as soon as he returned to the courtyard.
The Purple Spirit Mountains were territory of the Blues Tribe, so Huang Long naturally couldn’t stay any longer.