Chapter 0410: Is the Yellow Sea the Yellow Dragon?!

“From the start of this duel to now, you’re the first person to hurt me!” Augus said coldly, touching the wound on his left arm left by the sword cut.
“So, I’ll make you regret joining this competition in the Land of Forgetfulness!” Augus’s voice gradually faded on the duel platform.
Yellow Dragon sneered inwardly, recalling Kennedy and Donald’s words—was Augus finally transforming into his Heavenly Centipede form? The Third Eye?
Yet, to Yellow Dragon’s surprise and the shock of all the gods, countless primal beasts suddenly appeared in the sky around Augus’s body. They spread rapidly, covering half of the duel platform over hundreds of thousands of square miles, so dense that half of the sky above the platform became dark.
“Primal beasts! Beast Tamer?!”
The descendants of the six major families below and the gods in the surrounding mountains were stunned upon seeing the vast number of various primal beasts on the duel platform, shouting in shock.
Instantly, the entire duel arena and the surrounding mountains were in an uproar.
So, Augus was a Beast Tamer—and a high-level one at that?!
With such a dense swarm covering hundreds of thousands of square miles of sky, there must be over a million primal beasts!
Among Soul Masters, Array Masters, and Beast Tamers, the status of a Beast Tamer is the most noble, and a high-level Beast Tamer is even more awe-inspiring!
As for a legendary-level Beast Tamer, it’s a terrifying symbol that even the most powerful warriors tremble at the mention of!
“I never expected Augus to be a high-level Beast Tamer!” Donald was also shocked on the Land of Forgetfulness.
In the first family of the Netherworld, with two trillion descendants, there were only five high-level Beast Tamers!
Now that Augus’s identity as a high-level Beast Tamer had been revealed, Donald and the others felt nothing but shock, envy, and jealousy.
This time, even Kennedy couldn’t help but praise, “Chieftain Hobert, I never thought your Terence family would produce not only an Array Master but also a high-level Beast Tamer. It’s truly enviable.”
The Array Master referred to Yahib, who had been defeated by Yellow Dragon earlier.
However, neither Kennedy nor Donald, nor the higher-ups of the Runings family, had expected this to be Augus’s true trump card. They had thought the threat to Yellow Dragon was Augus’s transformed Third Eye.
Hobert chuckled dryly and then said, “Chieftain Kennedy, you’re overpraising us. When it comes to talent, though Augus is good, he still can’t compare to Yellow Sea from your Runings family.” With that, he couldn’t hide his pride. “But it seems that in this competition, the first place will still go to our Terence family. My apologies, Chieftain Kennedy!”

Indeed, in terms of talent, although Augus was a high-level Beast Tamer, he was far inferior to the twelve divine avatars of the Yellow Dragon. A high-level Beast Tamer might be astonishing, but not to the point of being “absurd.” After all, the Netherworld still existed, and the twelve divine avatars had never appeared, not even in the pantheon of gods.

However, what Hobert said was true—Augus was already extremely powerful, and with over a million primal beasts at his side, Yellow Sea was bound to lose!

The moment Hobert turned, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, unseen by others.

Below the competition platform, Chester, the fat man from the Runing family, stood among the other family members watching. Seeing the dense crowd of millions of primal beasts around Augus, he looked grim. “This is bad. It seems Yellow Sea won’t only fail to avenge me—he’ll also be brutally beaten. Chester, what should we do?”

Chester’s face was also filled with worry.

On the platform, the Yellow Dragon listened to the waves of awe and chatter around him, his expression calm as he looked at Augus. “So you’re a high-level Beast Tamer.”

Augus smiled, though it seemed somewhat cold. “Indeed, I am a high-level Beast Tamer. What? Surprised? Hehe, don’t worry. I won’t defeat you so quickly. I’ll have some fun with you first—until I’m tired of it!” With that, he waved his hands, and the millions of primal beasts around him roared in unison, their voices shaking the sky, causing everyone’s expressions to change.

Seeing the might of the beasts around him, Augus laughed triumphantly before looking down at the Yellow Dragon with disdain.

But then, his smile suddenly froze.

One by one, more primal beasts appeared around the Yellow Dragon, filling the upper space of the competition platform. After occupying half of the platform’s space, they continued to expand, covering the entire surrounding area and even extending above the descendants of the six major families below.

Below the platform, the descendants of the six major families fell silent, and the surrounding mountains became utterly quiet. Even above the platform, there was complete stillness.

Silence—too much silence, with a terrifyingly eerie feeling!

Everyone was stunned, staring in disbelief at the ever-increasing number of primal beasts on the platform!

The entire upper sky of the platform had become completely dark—not just that, but even the sky within a million miles around it was pitch black!

This was truly a beast tide!

A terrifying beast tide!

Huh, huh!

The anxious breathing of trillions of gods grew louder, blending with the sound of the wind!

At this moment, the ever-expanding swarm of Primordial Beasts around the Yellow Dragon finally stopped. There were five to six times as many as those around Augus—five to six million Primordial Beasts!
On a mountain peak somewhere, Marshall was stunned, his mouth opening but unable to express his thoughts.
The twelve divine avatars had already shocked him greatly, but now, seeing the ever-increasing number of Primordial Beasts around the Yellow Dragon, he even felt an urge to go mad!
For one person to defy the heavens to such an extent, he truly wondered if the Creator had been asleep or drunk when creating things?!
On the Platform of Forgetfulness, Kennedy and the others had just recovered from realizing Augus was a high-ranking Beast Master. Now, their faces were filled with shock and disbelief once again, just as incredible as when they saw the twelve divine avatars of the Yellow Dragon.
“Primordial Beasts? No, those are all mutated Primordial Beasts?!”
“Good heavens, they’re all mutated Primordial Beasts!”
As everyone was in shock, suddenly, one of the higher gods noticed a difference between the Primordial Beasts around the Yellow Dragon and those around Augus. Upon closer inspection, he let out a shrill scream!
That scream caused a wave of chaos!
Instantly, everyone stared intently at the swarm of beasts around the Yellow Dragon. This sight filled them with even greater shock, uproar, and excitement. The world was no longer peaceful, and the gods could no longer remain calm.
“Five to six million mutated Primordial Beasts?!”
The gods felt as if the world was spinning—this was insane! All the Primordial Beasts around the Yellow Dragon were mutated!
In the Barren Stone Forest, there might not even be one mutated Primordial Beast among ten million ordinary ones. So how many ordinary Primordial Beasts would be needed to produce five to six million mutated ones?!
The gods could not believe it, and they refused to believe it.
They had never heard of any high-ranking Beast Master commanding five to six million mutated Primordial Beasts—never! This, just like the appearance of the twelve divine avatars of the Yellow Dragon, was beyond their comprehension.
Hearing the gods’ exclamations, Marshall’s body trembled again.
Unnoticed by the gods, on the Platform of Forgetfulness, Woodlow, the head of the Bekkar family, was stunned and speechless. After a moment of disbelief, he muttered to himself, “A high-ranking Beast Master?! Mutated Primordial Beasts? All of them?!” Then, a terrifying possibility flashed through his mind. He suddenly stood up from his seat, pointed at the Yellow Dragon on the platform, and screamed in shock, “You’re the Yellow Dragon!”
Woodlow’s voice echoed throughout every corner of the Platform of Forgetfulness and then reached the ears of the gods on the surrounding mountains.
Once again, the world fell into an eerie silence!
Not a sound was heard. The gods who had been shouting, discussing, and excited moments ago now stood frozen, none of them speaking again.

Marshall, whose body was already trembling, trembled again for the third time, his eyes wide open. On the Forgetfulness Platform, the leaders of the six major families all lost their composure, suddenly standing up from their seats. They stared at the screaming Woodlow, then at the Yellow Dragon on the competition platform. Kennedy and the others were equally stunned, unable to believe it. Was Huang Hai really the Yellow Dragon?! Back then, after Spin encountered the Yellow Dragon in the Cloud Sea Valley and revealed his identity as a high-level Beast Tamer, Woodlow had been secretly searching for the Yellow Dragon, always keeping an eye out for high-level Beast Tamer appearances, and all the primal beasts they controlled were mutated primal beasts! Woodlow was so certain that Huang Hai was the Yellow Dragon because he saw that all the primal beasts under the Yellow Dragon’s control were mutated primal beasts. After all, there were only so many high-level Beast Tamer in the entire Netherworld, and no one had ever heard of another high-level Beast Tamer controlling solely mutated primal beasts! Yet, over nine hundred years ago, when Spin met the Yellow Dragon in the Cloud Sea Valley, the Yellow Dragon controlled just over a million mutated primal beasts. Nine hundred years later, the number had increased to five or six million?! Moreover, Huang Hai’s appearance was different from that of the Yellow Dragon—what was going on?! While filled with disbelief, Woodlow also had some doubts. Amidst the gods’ shock, Kennedy regained his composure slightly and then smiled at Woodlow, saying, “Chieftain Woodlow, how is this possible? Huang Hai, a member of our Runing family, cannot possibly be him.” But as he spoke, he glanced down at the audience and suddenly stopped, his face filled with shock. On the competition platform, under the gaze of the gods, Huang Hai’s body suddenly emitted a flash of light, and his appearance and physique changed, gradually transforming into someone else! And this person had the appearance of the Yellow Dragon as known to the gods! The gods held their breath. A person could actually change another person’s appearance! What kind of law or trait was this?! However, the gods no longer had the mind to ponder this; they were too shocked by the fact that Huang Hai was indeed the Yellow Dragon! Earlier, when the gods heard Woodlow’s screams, they, like Kennedy, had not believed it either, but now their minds were buzzing. “Yellow Dragon, how dare you pretend to be a member of our clan and infiltrate us!” As the gods were shocked, suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the Forgetfulness Platform, followed by a figure shooting forward, diving at the Yellow Dragon. It was Bishop!