Chapter 0276: Silver Emperor City

“Leave?!” Bog and the others were shocked. Seeing Huang Long’s expression, they also realized something might have happened.
“Yes, Young Master!”
“Yes, Master!”
Everyone replied respectfully and hurriedly packed up. Then they entered the Group of Immortals Pavilion on Huang Long’s forehead. Before leaving, Huang Long hesitated for a moment before leaving a jade talisman in the courtyard. When Ming Yu arrived and saw it, he would know they had left.
They were not from the Dark Moon Tribe. Even if the Lansi Tribe found out later, they probably wouldn’t blame the Dark Moon Tribe for it.
“Let’s go!” After finishing all this, Huang Long immediately rose into the clouds, turning into a streak of light and disappearing into the Purple Spirit Mountains.
However, the Purple Spirit Mountains stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles. Huang Long determined the direction and flew swiftly toward the Holy Literature Mansion, not leaving the mountains until a day later.
“Young Master, so we’re going to the Holy Literature Mansion now?” Gusta asked.
Along the way, everyone learned what had happened. But things changed too quickly.
Still, facing the Lansi Family, Gusta and the others weren’t discouraged; instead, they felt excited. Just like back on the Hengyuan Continent, hadn’t even the mighty Light Church been destroyed by their Young Master in the end?!
They believed that within ten thousand years, their Young Master could also destroy the Lansi Family!
Of course, this stemmed from their blind admiration and trust in Huang Long.
In truth, Huang Long wasn’t very confident about achieving this in ten thousand years.
Above Heavenly Immortals were Golden Immortals, above those were Taiyi Golden Immortals, and above those were Daluo Golden Immortals.
If Huang Long wanted to erase the Lansi Family from the netherworld, he would need to reach at least the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. According to his estimates, reaching that level would allow him to activate the supreme innate treasure in his body—the Chaos Bell. With it, he could fight even gods and Buddhas!
Even the most powerful supreme gods could be killed with just one strike of the bell!
The Lansi Mountains of the Lansi Tribe could be reduced to dust with just one strike!
But all of this depended on reaching the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal!
If he couldn’t reach that level within ten thousand years, it would be impossible.
Reaching Taiyi Golden Immortal in ten thousand years was extremely difficult. Even reaching Golden Immortal was uncertain for Huang Long, as each small breakthrough after reaching the immortal realm took tens of thousands of years—far more difficult than the stages of refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, and refining spirit back to emptiness in the Hengyuan Realm.
Of course, if Huang Long could take a single Nine-Turn Golden Pill from Laozi now, not to mention reaching Taiyi Golden Immortal, he might even instantly ascend to Daluo Golden Immortal.

However, refining the Nine-Revolution Golden Elixir, such an ultimate immortal pill, is by no means easy! Back in the day, the Supreme Lord Laozi spent tens of millions of years just gathering the materials needed to refine this Nine-Revolution Golden Elixir, not to mention the time required to succeed. The thousands of ingredients for this elixir are each treasures that appear only once in hundreds of millions of years in the world. Of course, to destroy the Lans family within ten thousand years, Huang Long doesn’t necessarily need to reach the strength of a Taiyi Golden Immortal. If he had one trillion trillion divine stones, he could recruit troops and build a force even more powerful than the Lans tribe, allowing him to destroy them as well. But one trillion trillion divine stones?! That’s even harder! The Lans tribe, after billions of years of growth, hasn’t accumulated such astonishing wealth—how could Huang Long gather more wealth in ten thousand years than what a tribe has accumulated over billions of years? Leaving the Purple Spirit Mountains, Huang Long thought about his plans for the next ten thousand years. Within that time, his goal was to raise his strength to that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the second goal was to accumulate wealth! No matter in which world or place, wealth is the most important thing. Even in the Netherworld, as long as you have enough divine stones, it’s not impossible to buy servants from higher gods! During his few days in the Purple Spirit Mountains, Huang Long learned that there are also slave markets in the Netherworld. Of course, there are servants of middle and higher gods, and each one costs an exorbitant price! Such prices are beyond the reach of tribes like Dark Moon; otherwise, Dark Moon wouldn’t have none even among the higher gods. Now, Huang Long must first go to the Sacred Literature Mansion and use the Soul Transformation Pool to help Bog and the others form their divine essences and transform their bodies. After that, he’ll find a place to establish his own power base. Bog and the others are his first loyal followers since arriving in this world, so Huang Long naturally can’t abandon them. He already regards them as his “disciples.” But it’s hundreds of millions of miles away from the Sacred Literature Mansion. With Huang Long’s current Immortal strength, even if he traveled nonstop, it would still take him ten to twenty years to reach there. “It seems I have to visit the nearby cities first and make plans then!” Huang Long thought to himself. According to Ming Yu, there is a Silver Emperor City millions of miles away from the Purple Spirit Mountains. The ruler of Silver Emperor City is an extremely powerful higher god, and even the Lans tribe must show respect to him. Once they reach Silver Emperor City, they can avoid being pursued by the Lans tribe. “What’s this?!” At that moment, strong fluctuations of power arose ahead. “There’s a fight going on ahead!”

Just three days after leaving the Purple Spirit Mountains, Huang Long never expected to encounter another fight. In this Netherworld, things truly were not peaceful. Aside from some tribal settlements and cities, bandits could appear anywhere at any time! Huang Long had learned that bandits were rampant in the Netherworld, and this was related to the army of the Netherworld’s supreme god. In the Netherworld, unless one offended the armies of the various domain gods, those armies would not intervene. “Young master, shall we go take a look?” asked Fei Shi, his fat flesh trembling with excitement inside the Group of Immortals Pavilion. Having just arrived in the Netherworld, everyone was interested in witnessing the fierce battles among its godly warriors. Huang Long pondered for a moment before nodding and saying, “It’s fine.” Although his strength was not great at the moment, he possessed the Earth Teleportation technique, so there were few in the Netherworld who could threaten him. Before long, Huang Long arrived at the scene of the battle. “So powerful!” As soon as Huang Long arrived, Bog and the others in the Group of Immortals Pavilion were shocked by what they saw. Hundreds of miles away, hundreds of godly warriors were surrounding a blond youth, but they were instead retreating step by step. The blond youth wielded a golden sword; with each swing, golden light flashed, causing several of the godly warriors to perish. Huang Long’s eyes narrowed. This blond youth was extremely strong—far stronger than Sid from the Blues Tribe. He practiced the laws of gold, and with each strike of his sword, some godly warriors were transformed into golden statues, while others were pierced by the golden light and exploded. The laws of gold, such as “assimilation” and “explosion,” were all demonstrated by the blond youth, displaying immense power! Huang Long realized that this blond youth, who practiced the laws of gold, was actually an upper-tier god and had already fully grasped at least five of the characteristics of gold, possessing the five fundamental powers of those laws. In just a short while, dozens of the bandits around them had died! “Let’s go!” The bandit leader, realizing that continuing the fight against the blond youth would yield no advantage, shouted and took off in flight. The other bandits followed closely behind. But the blond youth clearly had no intention of letting these bandits go. Seeing them flee, he sneered, rose into the air, and swung his golden sword. The golden sword light stretched out like a rubber band, chasing after the bandits hundreds of miles away. Cries of pain filled the air as dozens of bandits died with a single strike. This made the remaining bandits even more terrified, and they fled in panic. The blond youth frowned upon seeing this but stopped pursuing them. He waved his hand and collected the divine essences and space rings of the dead bandits.

“Sir, aren’t you coming out yet?” At that moment, the blond youth retracted his golden sword into his internal space and spoke calmly.
The Yellow Dragon appeared out of thin air.
The blond youth stared at the Yellow Dragon and was somewhat surprised to see that it was merely a mid-tier god.
He had originally thought that someone with such advanced concealment skills would be a high-tier god.
After his surprise, the blond youth felt disappointed and ignored the Yellow Dragon before flying away. He had thought that if the other party were a powerful high-tier god, he could at least spar with them.
The Yellow Dragon watched as the other party left, then smiled self-mockingly, realizing once again that he had been underestimated.
Inside the Group of Immortals Pavilion, Bog and the others saw the blond youth leave disdainfully in the face of the Yellow Dragon and said angrily, “What an arrogance! Soon, our young master will show you guys just how powerful the powers of the immortals are!”
The Yellow Dragon said nothing, remaining calm. He glanced at the corpses of the bandits who had died on the ground, then transformed into a streak of light and flew toward Silver Emperor City.
Since arriving in the Purple Spirit Mountains, the Yellow Dragon had developed the strength of a mid-tier god, so both Sid from the Blues Tribe and the blond youth now thought of him as a mid-tier god.
Along the way, the Yellow Dragon encountered several groups of bandits.
However, these bandits were all quite strong, with their leaders usually having the strength of mid-tier gods. Naturally, most of these bandits disappeared into the Netherworld.
Once, he encountered a group of hundreds of bandits, and he could only use the Earthescape technique to escape.
Throughout his journey, the Yellow Dragon gained a lot. In the Five Prison Divine Cauldron, he accumulated quite a number of divine stones—about thirty to forty thousand. Although this wasn’t a huge amount, it was still a significant gain for the Yellow Dragon, who had just entered the Netherworld.
Ten days later, the Yellow Dragon and his companions finally arrived at Silver Emperor City.
“Is this Silver Emperor City?!” Inside the Group of Immortals Pavilion, Bog and the others were shocked upon seeing Silver Emperor City.
The city walls before them were likely hundreds of feet tall, built entirely of light gray stones. They stretched endlessly, probably covering no less than ten thousand miles!
There were no guards on the walls.
But just standing in front of them gave one a sense of awe.
Upon reaching the city gate, which was hundreds of feet wide, the Yellow Dragon paid ten divine stones before being allowed to enter Silver Emperor City. At a glance, he saw that the streets inside the city, paved entirely with silver stones, were several miles wide. Only upon entering Silver Emperor City did he realize how insignificant humans really were.