Chapter 0327: Pluck All His Feathers

Sea God Apton fled frantically through the chaotic crowd, gradually breaking free from the prison towers at the center of Demon Island and heading toward its shore. As the towers grew farther behind and the screams and roars faded, Sea God Apton breathed a sigh of relief, followed by joy.

“I never thought I’d still have a chance to escape this damned place,” he said, touching his chest, which had been throbbing painfully since being struck by the eight-winged angel Pardwin.

“Damn it! If I ever meet that bastard again, I’ll pluck all his feathers and hang him upside down while flying!” Sea God Apton growled as he flew away from Demon Island.

Over the years, he had suffered greatly at that man’s hands.

“Is that so? Pluck my feathers?!” Just as Sea God Apton spouted his grievances, a mocking sneer suddenly echoed around him.

Hearing this, Sea God Apton’s expression changed drastically.

In his panicked gaze, a figure appeared in the sky ahead—Pardwin, the eight-winged angel.

Pardwin stared at Sea God Apton with cold mockery. Amid the chaos, he had seen the fleeing Sea God Apton and pursued him. He hadn’t intervened, merely following and enjoying the sight of his prey panicking before him. But when he heard Sea God Apton threaten to pluck his feathers, he could no longer hold back and revealed himself.

“Worthless sinners are just that—worthless!” Pardwin sneered. “They never change!”

“Pluck my feathers?!”

“I’m right here now. Let’s see how you plan to do that!”

Pardwin spoke these words with murderous intent.

He was enraged. Normally, gods like Sea God Apton, imprisoned on Demon Island, were beyond his right to kill. But now, with the island in chaos and sinners escaping, it didn’t matter if he killed them.

He stepped closer to Sea God Apton.

Sea God Apton’s face turned pale. He hadn’t expected to still be pursued by that man even as he thought he’d finally escaped Demon Island. Desperate, he stepped back—would he really die here?

“Run! Hehe, why aren’t you running?” Seeing Sea God Apton’s panic, Pardwin lost interest in killing him immediately and smiled gently.

Sea God Apton kept retreating, eventually reaching the edge of a mountain cliff. Suddenly, with a roar, he surged forward, transforming into a blue beam of light and charging at the Eight- Winged Angel Bedwin. He had been building up his strength all along; since this bird-man had set his sights on him, his only hope was to strike suddenly when the other was off guard to possibly escape.

“Hah, still daring to resist?!” Seeing Sea God Apton charging at him, the Eight- Winged Angel Bedwin laughed instead. Without unleashing his divine power or angelic sword, he simply waved his hand, sending out waves of divine light that blasted Sea God Apton away. After flying backward, Sea God Apton crashed into the mountain cliff behind him and became embedded in it. The gap in strength was too vast—even with a sudden attack—he couldn’t bridge the difference between them. Sea God Apton had only condensed his divine essence over a few hundred years and ranked among the weakest among lower gods. How could he possibly compete with an Eight- Winged Angel who had cultivated for hundreds of millions of years?

“Giving up so quickly?!” The Eight- Winged Angel Bedwin flashed to the front of the cliff and glared coldly at Sea God Apton. Then, with a mere gesture of his hands, he pulled Sea God Apton out of the mountain and held him in midair before slapping him, sending him flying hundreds of miles away. Bedwin quickly returned to Sea God Apton’s side, saw him lying there, and kicked him, sending him flying. His body carved a human-shaped trench in the ground, scattering rocks and soil everywhere.

“Wretched sinner, daring to pluck my feathers? I’ll send you straight into the embrace of the Supreme God, where you can repent!” With that, Bedwin drew his angelic sword, unleashing divine light that created an extremely dazzling sword beam, which then charged straight at Sea God Apton.

“Tch, not fun at all!” After that strike, Bedwin muttered boredly. It was precisely because he found it uninteresting that he wanted to end it quickly and return to the prison tower.

Sea God Apton stared at the approaching sword beam, wide-eyed, trying to dodge. But with his severe injuries, how could he avoid an attack from an Eight- Winged Angel? In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the sword neared piercing him.

“Is that so? Not fun?” Just as Sea God Apton thought he was doomed, a indifferent voice suddenly rang out. Then, another sword beam appeared, blocking Bedwin’s attack.

Under the astonished gazes of the Eight- Winged Angel Berdwin and the Sea God Apton, two figures appeared before them. The Sea God Apton stared at the two figures ahead, stunned. Since they were facing away from him, he couldn’t see their faces clearly. But one of the figures seemed so familiar?! And that voice—where had he heard it before? Yet he couldn’t recall. “Sea God Apton, are you alright?” Suddenly, the figure that seemed familiar to him spoke up. Sea God Apton?! Hearing this title, his body trembled violently as he widened his eyes in disbelief, staring at that back. The title “Sea God Apton”—for hundreds of years, ever since entering the Underworld, he had almost forgotten it. This title once represented greatness, representing the god of the sea beings in the Hengyuan Realm. But since entering the Underworld, where powerful beings abounded and lower-ranking gods were mere footnotes, all of that was gone. “Wh-who are you?!” After being shocked, the Sea God Apton looked at that back with disbelief—this familiar figure, this familiar voice! Yes, it was indeed this familiar figure, this familiar voice! The Sea God Apton then became extremely emotional, almost to the point of crying. Eight hundred years had passed, and he never expected they would meet again. At that moment, Huang Long turned around, and the Sea God Apton finally saw his face. His throat tightened, and his voice choked as he said, “Brother Huang Long!” Although he had addressed Huang Long as “sir” even before entering the Underworld, after eight hundred years, upon seeing him again, he still felt that calling him “brother” better reflected the feelings in his heart. Huang Long smiled at the Sea God Apton; he hadn’t expected to meet him under such circumstances either. The Sea God Apton and Huang Long both came from the Hengyuan Realm, and they had shared hardships together. Upon meeting again, Huang Long felt the joy of reuniting with an old friend. Seeing someone block his attack and the appearance of Huang Long and the other person, the Eight- Winged Angel Berdwin was filled with confusion. Hearing that the wretched sinner knew them, he was stunned for a moment before sneering, “So there are accomplices. That’s great.” Those two were just mid-ranking gods, so he didn’t take them seriously. After all, this was Demon Island, and the fierce battle ahead would surely attract other angels. But why did the name Huang Long seem familiar? He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn’t recall right away.

Of course, he still had some doubts in his mind. How could there be two mid-tier gods on Demon Island? How did they get there? After all, Demon Island was surrounded by numerous prohibitions, and even ordinary high-tier gods couldn’t enter. No matter how much he puzzled over it, he couldn’t imagine that the culprit behind the chaos on Demon Island was the mid-tier god standing right in front of him, one he hadn’t paid attention to.
“Just in time?” Huang Long turned his head and smiled at the eight-winged angel Berdwin.
Li Yifeng also looked at him strangely. Had that guy been stunned by the attack from the mutated beast’s soul? It seemed he still wanted to capture Huang Long alone.
The eight-winged angel Berdwin gave a strange smile at him, while the other person stared at him oddly. Frowning, he sensed something was off. He cautiously observed the two of them but couldn’t figure out what was wrong. They were indeed mid-tier gods, and two of them couldn’t threaten him. He was confident he could hold his own even against ordinary high-tier gods until the other angels on Demon Island arrived.
“Die!” Anxiously, the eight-winged angel Berdwin drew his angelic sword and decided to strike first.
With one swing, two sword beams shot toward Huang Long and Li Yifeng. But just as the beams approached them, the two suddenly disappeared.
Disappeared? The eight-winged angel Berdwin was stunned, then alarmed. By the time he tried to dodge, it was too late. A gust of energy, like a massive mountain, slammed into him, sending him flying. When he hit the ground, he landed right in front of the Sea God Apton.
After sending the other party flying with one strike, Huang Long stood in the air, staring coldly at him. “You want to play? I’ll join you!” With that, he appeared above the other man and struck again. With a loud crash, the eight-winged angel Berdwin trembled violently as his entire body sank into the ground, causing cracks all around. Then, Huang Long picked him up and threw him high into the air. As he fell back to the ground, the eight-winged angel Berdwin lay there, breathing faintly.
The Sea God Apton was shocked to see the eight-winged angel Berdwin, who was equivalent to a mid-tier god, being tortured so severely by Huang Long without any resistance. If he remembered correctly, Huang Long had entered the Netherworld after him, right?!
“Apton, I leave him to you!” At that moment, Huang Long’s voice rang out.
“To me?” The Sea God Apton stared at the eight-winged angel Berdwin lying on the ground, stunned.